You eyed the stepping stool before stepping up to the top and peering inside the box. The only thing you saw was a full head of hair before you let out a quiet squeal and jolted backwards on the stepping stool.
You came entirely to close to falling off for comfort. You just had that mini heart attack, like the one you get when you lean too far back in your chair. This was mainly because you were not expecting to see a person in the box (Who would've been expecting a person? //shot).
"Woah, ____!" (Friend #3) called out, readying herself to catch you if you did fall.
You straightend yourself up and cleared your throat quietly, "I-I'm fine, really."
You looked back down at a head of silky black hair and stared at it curiously. Then you noticed the white piece of paper attatched to the top of the crate and took it off to read it. It read "Taking care of Your Japan Hetaloid". You turned to your friend and smiled from ear to ear.
"A Japan Hetaloid, Oh you shouldn't have~." you said in that quiet voice of yours.
"Yup. I wanted to get someone who wouldn't freak you out too much." she laughed, "I know how easilly you get startled."
You smiled at her and nodded, reading the Instructions
as you stood at the top of the stool, glancing down at your new Hetaloid every now and then. He sounded pretty easy to take care of.
"Um... How do we get him out?" you mumbled as you stepped down to the ground again.
(Friend #4) gave the box an evil smile and said, "Let's tear it up!"
"B-But what if you hurt the Hetaloid?" you disagreed timidly. You weren't normally one to stand your ground too much.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that..." (Friend #4) said, lowering the axe she apparently pulled out of nowhere. You sighed and shook your head.
"I've got it." you hear (Friend #2)'s dad say as he heaved the Hetaloid out of the box and set it down on the ground.
You walked up to it, standing a few feet away. It had silky black hair and pale flawless skin. It was overall adorable.
"So how did it say to wake it up?" (Friend #3) asked.
"Um... The directions said to coax him into waking up with either a rice ball or salted mackerel.... But I don't have any of that..." you replied softly.
"It didn't come with any?" (Friend #4) looked at the paper over your shoulder.
"Nope." you answered.
"I have an idea~!" (Friend #2) said as she began pushing you towards the Japanoid.
"W-Wait a second, (Friend #2)... What're you doing." you asked urgently, dragging your feet on the ground as she pushed yout towards him.
"Going to wake him up." she replied like it was obvious.
"B-But.... The directions specifically said not to use physical contact to wake him up. What if he turns into a 2P!?" you tried to reason with her.
"It'll be fine." she said.
"But-" you were cut off when you were forcefully shoved into your Hetaloid.
You fell on him and he fell backwards with a yelp. That woke him up. You looked up at him, ready to apologize when he blinked and suddenly his warm chocolate brown eyes turned into firey, fiesty red ones. You felt two hands latch tightly onto your waist and saw a sly grin snake it's way onto Japan's face.