EnglandXOrphan!Reader Family Thingy

EnglandXOrphan!Reader Family Thingy~ (I don't have a name for this XD)


“Say, Alfred, do you remember when I sort-of-adopted you?” Arthur played with his fingers, nervous.
“Of course! Because soon after, I became a HERO~! ” Alfred exclaimed (That's right, he can even speak emotes, what can't this guy do!?)
“Well, seeing as I really don't have much to do...” He paused, closed his eyes and sighed “I was thinking of adoption again...” He opened his eyes and fell backwards off his chair when he saw Alfred's unbelievably bubbly face just inches from his own, grinning like a psychopath on crack.
“Dude, really! I'll come with you!” He grinned, extending a hand to help up his adoptive big brother. Arthur graciousl- okay, not graciously, the guy had just broken his bubble of 'Personal Space' after all-
“No. You are not coming with me. You'd end up killing them all or something! I have an appointment in half an hour! I need to get ready you bloody twat!” Arthur fumed. But then, the weapon that toppled nations was wielded by Alfred...

Puppy eyes.

He gave in. Nobody could NOT give in to Alfred's puppy eyes.
“Fine... you can come, but please behave.”
“Pfft.. HEROES CAN BEHAVE!” He yelled, seemingly sparkling.

'I knew this was going to be a bad idea...' Arthur mentally cried.

------------------------*le time skip, brought to you by... who? _{I'm Canada...}*------------------------

You POV

You sat down at the large table, nibbling at a small portion of cereal whilst your (e/c) eyes darted around the room. You were the only one who knew about the man who was coming to visit, as you had overheard the social workers talking about it the day before. You excused yourself and walked out into the hallway and up the staircase to your shared room with your friend, (f/n). He/She was sitting on his/her bed, reading manga and eating pocky for breakfast. You had no clue how you had managed to get him/her into manga, but you were glad that you had somebody to talk to. You sighed as you straightened up your clothes, trying to look vaguely smart. You pulled a brush through your (h/l)(h/c) hair and clipped back your bangs with a (f/c) clip. You were about to speak to (f/n) when you heard a chime from downstairs, meaning that everyone had to go to the ground floor. It was only used when somebody was coming to adopt, so you could hear excited shouts and giggles as the other orphans trampled down the ebony staircase.

You walked up to (f/n), whom you had just realised was listening to music on an iPod. You poked his/her sides, getting his/her attention. He/she took the earphones out of their respective ears and looked at you questionably.
“The bell just went.” You stated simply, waiting for him/her to get up so you wouldn't be late... again. He/She clambered off of her bed and ran downstairs excitedly, dragging you in tow. You were far too old to be adopted now, really, although not legally. All the small, cute kids with big smiles and tons of personality were adopted, never the older, quieter ones like yourself.

You took a seat in the common room, the only seat with a desk and pulled a pencil out from behind your ear. Opening the desk's drawer, you pulled out a few sheets of plain white paper and began to doodle in an anime style. Starting off with just drawing a shojo eye, but you ended up with a whole face, then hair, and before you knew it, you had a coloured (thanks to some multicoloured biros on the desk) full body drawing of your OC, (oc/n). You sighed and looked at your (f/c) watch, mumbling why 'that stupid dude wasn't here yet', unaware of the presence behind you.
“Isn't it a bit rude to call me a 'stupid dude'?” Came a voice behind your back. You jumped, span around to face the voice and stared. You were staring at a man wearing a brown suit and red tie. Your eyes averted up and you took a double take. This dude's eyebrows were frickin' HUGE! He looked like some sort of blonde-haired, green-eyed, pale-skinned monkey with those eyebrows! Okay... so maybe the eyebrows were the only monkey-ish feature of him, but still!

Standing next to him was another man with blonde hair, but he had blue eyes and looked so excited that he would explode. You imagined that for a moment, his brains splattering all over the walls, yet keeping that strange Spongebob-worthy grin upon his face. Whilst you were lost in a daydream of comparisons between 'Brows and a monkey, and Grinny and Spongebob, Eyebrows had taken your drawing and was looking at it, eyebrows raised. He smiled behind the paper.
“That's good! Hey, Alfred, it has your hair, see!?” He pointed at your drawing's hair. 'Alfred', whom  you assumed was the grinning guy, nodded happily, slinging an arm around the other man's shoulder, before having it abruptly shoved off by 'Brows.
'They seem extremely friendly,' you thought 'We've had homosexuals come here to adopt before, and they made it obvious, but with these, I really can't tell...'
“Say, Mr. Kirkland, have you observed all of them?” Came the voice of the head social worker from the door.
“Yes, I think I can make a decision now thank you.” He smiled, bowing his head slightly as he did so. 'Brows/Arthur handed you back the drawing and walked out, followed by the living embodiment of Spongebob.

*le time skip brought to you by Germany*

And that was how you found yourself outside 'Brows' house, staring at the size of it. He grinned from behind you and ruffled your hair affectionately. As he walked up to the house, beckoning you to follow, you couldn't help but tackle him in a huge bear hug, tears gathering in your eyes. You murmured a thank you as you smiled, happy to be away from the place you had spent most of your life in, waiting for something to happen.

And now something had happened, and you'd never been happier...