Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, trust me. I haven't even finished watching World Series yet! :))

A/N: Hey, there! This is REALLY short, cuz it's the Prologue. :)) Anyway, I am so in love with Phantom of the Opera, and this suddenly popped into my mind, so I wrote, and voila~

But now, I'm currently in love with West Side Story, but I still love POTO. :)) I'm a Phan. Lmao.

Anywaaaaaaaaay, enjoy, my dears! Genderbending. First time I'll use it. :) Please review!


"Auditions? Hey, I didn't know the school was holding a play!

"Of course you wouldn't. You're too busy playing basketball or something."

"They're holding auditions for The Phantom of the Opera?"

"Yeah, dumbass. Didn't you read the posters?"

"Are you implying that I'm stupid, Lovina?" seethed Elizabeth, glaring at the Italian girl.

Lovina only rolled her eyes, "Of course not, Elizabeth. Whatever gave you that idea!" she replied sarcastically.

The heated argument between the two girls only escalated in volume, making the other students and Alfred, Francis, and Antonio wince a bit. But it really was a occurrence in World Academy already, the volume of Lovina's arguments with God-knows-who, and the loudness of Elizabeth when she started insulting people, or more specifically, Francis and Alfred.

"Ve... Lovi! You're going to audition too?" a cheery voice said, "And Elizabeth, Alfred, Francis, and Antonio too?" Lovina and Elizabeth stopped bickering to stare at the smiling girl.

Antonio smiled at the Lovina look-alike, "Feli! You're going to audition? I didn't know you could sing!"

Lovina glared at the Spaniard, but not because of how he smiled at her twin, but because he was stupid. "Of course we can sing. We had voice lessons back in Italy before we came here."

"Ohh," Antonio said, his face brightening up. Lovina resisted the urge to facepalm.

Suddenly, Mr. Beilschimdt, their principal, stepped out of the auditorium, eyeing the six pupils standing beside the door. "If you lot are planning to audition, you may enter now," he said, turning to the direction of his office. He left the doors open, and Feli happily skipped inside.

"Aren't you guys going in?"

"Er..."

"I don't see why not."

"What? Well..."

"I guess it's not really a bad idea."

"Whatever. Let's just get this over with."

The six pupils entered the double doors, Feli going up on stage as the other five sat down. A few other students came in as well and wordlessly sat down behind them. The judging table consisted of Mr. Väinämöinen, Miss Héderváry, Miss Braginskaya, Mr. Vargas, and their fellow students, Lukas and Emil Bondevik. Mr. Edelstein, the music director, was positioned to the left of the stage with an electric keyboard.

Mr. Väinämöinen gave everyone a smile, especially Felicia. "Alright, let's begin."


A/N: I honestly spent 30 minutes JUST thinking of who would be the director, assistant director, stage manager, choreographer, and tech managers. Oh, and up there, it's director, assistant director, stage manager, choreographer, and tech managers respectively. :D

I honestly don't know if I'll take long or not. I'm currently writing like, 5 stories at once. 3 fanfics, and 2 random stories I plan on posting on FictionPress. :))

Well, anyway, I hope you enjoyed! Leave a review, please. I'd greatly appreciate it. :)