Hetalia Oneshots

🇺🇸America x Orphan Child Reader - On My Own🇺🇸

I walked the cold, dark streets of late night New York searching for a decent alleyway to hole up for the night. As I looked up briefly, I saw many people and families look at me with a pitiful look. I looked back down when I heard another child say, "Mommy! Daddy! Look at that kid! Where's her mommy and daddy?" The child said. His mother was quick to say, "Shh! She may hear you, that's very rude, stop pointing!" I sighed and frowned even more looking down at my tattered, ratty sneakers. I seen an alleyway I could sleep in beside some apartments. 

I walked down the dark alleyway and crawled inside of a cardboard box beside a dumpster. I sniffled a bit and coughed from the cold, wet weather. I heard footsteps approaching the box where I was trying to sleep in. "Huh? Is someone there?" Said a voice. The guy sounded pretty harmless so I decided to reveal myself. "Y-Yes...I'm y/n." I said weakly. I crawled out of my box and the guy had a shocked expression on his face. It was probably because of my matted, tangled hair, my dirty face, my scrapes and cuts, and my dirty, torn clothes.

"Where's your parents little dude?" He said worried. "I...don't have parents." I said. "Oh, well would you like to stay with me?" He said smiling a bit. I wasn't stupid, so I was hesitant to respond, but then again, I did need a place to call home. "Sure mister." I said getting up. "Well then, My name is Alfred kid. But now I guess you could call me...dad if you're comfortable with it." He said. "Alright...Dad." I said smiling. I was finally going to have a family who loved me. This was the best day of my life!