Just a short drabble~
Arthur was, for once, in a disorganized flurry when he discovered his backpack missing in Spanish.
"Sheesh, Iggy, fine, calm down!" Alfred grabbed the bag from Antonio, passing the bag down the row- but not before Arthur's phone was swept up by Gilbert.
"Man, dude, what'cha got in there that you care about so much?"
Arthur snatched from Alfred the bag, his face red and flustered.
"Wow! Fusosososo!"
"Woah, Arty! Kesesese~!"
"Ohonhonhon! My goodness, Arthur!"
At the back of the room sat shoved together desks, where a certain trio were passing a Blackberry back and forth to each other. Alfred joined the Bad Touch Trio, his glasses reflecting the crude pictures before him.
"Ohmigod! Is that [Name]?!"
Alfred's face was a contorted mix of embarrassment, confusion, and then boasting.
"Hey! Lovino, come here, little tomato!"
"West! Bruder, you won't believe the pictures [Name] sent Arthur!"
"Oi! Matthew, boy, we are going to bring the French out in you, ohon!"
And so the brunette, the blonde, and the albino continued to call all the boys in the Spanish class to gather in the back corner of the room.
"Maple!"
"Doitsuuu~! Why did [Name] send Arthur these pictures?~"
"B-bastard! Why would you show me these?!"
"Big Brother! Do not make it a habit of going through other's things!"
Arthur's head snapped to the back of the classroom- Most were blushing, such as Matthew, Lovino, Ludwig, and Kiku (though he seemed too shocked to speak); Others confused, like Feliciano, Vash, Toris and Yao; the smiling, Ivan, Alfred, Feliks; and lastly, the original snickering trio.
"Well! [Name] has an even fuller chest then I'd originally believed, ohonhon!"
Arthur's face flashed a magnificent red, and Francis had no time to even brace himself when he got his head slammed into a desk.
