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I was seated in my seat at the annual business conference for the world-wide company I work for. This year, the meeting was being held in my country and in my city, no less!
The CEO went on and on about how we could improve the company and what we were excelling at. The meeting was coming to a close when the CEO announced:
"Alright, everyone, we're almost done. Just one last thing. Christmas is coming up and we, the board of directors and I, think it would be a cool idea if we all played Secret Santa. It'll just be for this week as everyone will be leaving for their homeland in seven days. We'll meet here on the 7th day to exchange the gifts at 9am. The price range for your gifts is up to you. Here is the bucket with everyone's names. Have fun!"
Oh great. Secret Santa. This game used to be fun when I was in high school, but I knew those kids back then. I didn't know these people! They were from different countries and had different cultures. What if I accidentally insulted someone?
The bucket with everyone's names was shoved under my nose as I was spacing out. I closed my eyes and sighed as I distractedly reached in and pulled out a slip of paper and read who I got.
The CEO went on and on about how we could improve the company and what we were excelling at. The meeting was coming to a close when the CEO announced:
"Alright, everyone, we're almost done. Just one last thing. Christmas is coming up and we, the board of directors and I, think it would be a cool idea if we all played Secret Santa. It'll just be for this week as everyone will be leaving for their homeland in seven days. We'll meet here on the 7th day to exchange the gifts at 9am. The price range for your gifts is up to you. Here is the bucket with everyone's names. Have fun!"
Oh great. Secret Santa. This game used to be fun when I was in high school, but I knew those kids back then. I didn't know these people! They were from different countries and had different cultures. What if I accidentally insulted someone?
The bucket with everyone's names was shoved under my nose as I was spacing out. I closed my eyes and sighed as I distractedly reached in and pulled out a slip of paper and read who I got.
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2p!Hetalia X Reader 7 Minutes in Heaven Intro!
There was a horrible storm outside. The sky was almost pitch back because of the thick thunderclouds and rain was pouring down like the gods themselves were crying for some kind of lost. The group of dark and very dangerous men were stuck inside a abandoned mansion. The situation was almost like straight from the horror movie. They were all on the edge and could have just jumped on each others throats…
But luckily there was a group of girls who instead of hating each other like men did liked others. When men were trying to slit each others throats the girls were having a civilized conversation how ridiculous their little groups were be
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Introduction (Hetalia x Reader)
Running down the empty hallway, you could only hear the click-clack of your heels. You were the new kid, a runt of a nation right in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. You frantically hurried along, not even pausing to check if you looked remotely decent. You had woken up late; your alarm clock hadn’t woken you up from your deep slumber. You cursed silently, already dreading the looks of disapproval from your fellow nations.
After all, this was your first world meeting. Good first impressions were what gained you allies and you hardly doubted being late was going to impress any of the other countries.
Finally slowing down to a stop, you
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Forgiveness ((Hetalia x Reader)) Intro
You were the country of _____________.
Or, to be more exact New _____________.
You were a new nation. Or a new Personality.
The old __________ was a merciless Nation, who started wars with everyone, ravaged countries, destroyed homes, families, hope
That nation was sentenced to death after what he did to his people, and the people of other countries.
____________ was killed, and you were born.
New ___________......
You were kind. You were gentle. You hated fighting.
That's how you were raised. By your boss, by Your government.
The old ___________ was a nasty, war crazed man
New ____________ was a playful, gently girl.
______
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so this is the very first intro to the Secret Santa reader series that i've just started. I don't know who I should choose first so I'm doing it really randomly.
hopefully i'll be done by Christmas, but let's face it, I won't... there's so many characters and possibilities XD
Norway: fav.me/d5lr7i0
France: fav.me/d5lubj2
Romano: fav.me/d5matjk
Italy: mnm02.deviantart.com/art/Secre…
Russia: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/S…
Japan: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/S…
Spain: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/S…
hopefully i'll be done by Christmas, but let's face it, I won't... there's so many characters and possibilities XD
Norway: fav.me/d5lr7i0
France: fav.me/d5lubj2
Romano: fav.me/d5matjk
Italy: mnm02.deviantart.com/art/Secre…
Russia: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/S…
Japan: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/S…
Spain: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/S…
England: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/E…
Sweden: lemonater.deviantart.com/art/S…
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