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 fell backwards, your back hitting the hard ground. You let out a quiet groan and sat up.
"_____, Are you okay?" (Friend #1) asked.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. It wasn't really that hight of a fall." you exlained, kind of emarrassed getting so much attention.
"You sure? You hit the ground pretty hard." (Friend #2) asked.
"Y-yes, I'm sure..." you got up while (Friend #3) helped dust you off.
Then you climbed back up the ladder, seeing blonde hair peeking out from inside a sailor's cap. You giggled a little.
"S-So, what exactly is it?" you asked.
"What is it? What is it!? How can you not know what it is!? It's obviously a Hetaloid!" she exlcaimed.
You gasped. She really got you a Hetaloid!? Wow...
"Really? What one?" you asked with a quiet excitement.
"Norway." she said, dusting off each shoulder cockily.
You rolled your eyes playfully as you looked down at it again, but came to find it staring right back up at you this time. You squeaked and fell backwards off the stool again, luckily being caught this time by (Friend #2).
"How many times do you plan on falling off this thing?" she asked, helping you down.
"I-It's awake!" you exclaimed in your barely audible voice.
"Yeah, I know. It awakens upon arrival." she said.
"O-Oh..." you mumbled.
"Norway, are you coming out or what?" she called.
Suddenly, Norway pulled himself out of the box and came down the stepping stool. He walked over and held the Directions out to you. You reluctantly took them and read them.
Your mouth gaped at how long the "What to feed your Hetaloid" section was....
Other than that he seemed pretty easy to take care of. Suddenly (Friend #2) pulled her Denmark Hetaloid out of nowhere and stated, "Okay, now let's ship them and sit back and watch the show." an evil smirk plastered on her face.
"N-No!" you stood in the way of your Norway Hetaloid, "I-I mean.... N-No thanks... I-It's just... I... Ummmm.."
"Oh that's right, you're all innocent and junk." she laughed, "Oh well... I'll find another Norway Hetaloid out there. For now, let's just have fun with our Hetaloids!"
"Y-Yeah.... innocent..." you trailed off, stepping away from Norway a bit.
"Hey, Norway! You're lucky! Your owner is so much cuter than mine!" Denmark exclaimed.
Norway just gave him a blank stare.
"Wanna trade?" Denmark whispered to him.
Suddenly, Norway grabbed onto his tie and yanked. Hard. So hard that the Denmark Hetaloid passed out.
"NORWAY!!" (Friend #2) exclaimed.