"Cambodia?"

"Here."

"Cameroon?"

"I made it today!"

"Ca- wait, who's this?" Germany squinted his bright blue eyes, hoping to remember the nation. "Canada? Yes, Canada!"

"H-here..."

"Canada? Is he or she not here?"

"I-i'm here."

"I suppose he didn't make it today! Absent, again."

"I'm h-here!" Canada groaned and let his face fall onto the wooden table. As usual, they either did not hear him or forgot him. How many times had he been marked absent? Thirty? Fifty? Maybe 100?

Japan shook his head sadly. "No worries, Matthew-kun. One day they will hear you." Japan was one of Canada's closest friends. The oriental nation was polite and quiet, which helped the two get along very well. Thankfully, they usually managed to sit next to each other, or at least across from one other.

Canada sighed and sat up. A red mark was now showcasing itself against his snow-like skin. The Arctic nation rubbed it, and shuddered when it began to burn. "It's a lost cause by now, I may as well wear a bright pink shirt that says, 'NOTICE ME SENPAI'."

"Those f*ckers should just get a hearing aid!" Romano growled as he poked his head out from underneath the table. Another one of the Canadian's friends, South Italy was a loud, dirty-mouthed nation who knew how to make someone feel like gum at the bottom of a shoe. He got along terribly with most nations, having been spoiled by a certain Spaniard for way too long. But when he met New France, or Canada, his usual demeanor softened, but only around the group. Romano was not supposed to attend the meetings, so he chose to hide under the table.

Japan quietly chuckled, along with Canada. Only the hot-headed Italian would have the courage to say that, especially around the other nations. Romano rolled his eyes and muttered curses under his breath.

"M-maybe we should quiet d-down...Mr. Russia keeps staring at us..." Lithuania whispered. Lithuania, one of the Baltic states and the last member of their unusual quartet! The timid, and surprisingly strong, nation was as weak as a fly around other nations, but when he was close to his friends, he practically emitted confidence. Today, he was nestled in-between Japan and China, which was slightly safe for him. If it was not for the fact that Russia kept glaring at the trio, of course.

Japan faced his friend and reassuringly stated,"Do not worry, Toris-kun. Russia-san will not hurt you when you have us around."

"Si, that vodka b*stard will never touch you while I'm around! He would shake in his cheaply made boots!"

"Nice one, Roma."

"Grazie...and don't f*cking call me that."

"Shh, g-guys, they're l-looking a-at us..."

"Matthew-kun, hurry and put your glasses back on!"


And here's the prologue to the new story! Featuring Japan, South Italy, Canada, and Lithuania! This is going to be a series of different scenarios and problems that the quartet have to deal with. But, I want your opinions!

First, tell me what you thought of the story and any problems you saw.

And second, help me figure out a name for these four! I was going to call them something along the lines of 'The Awkward Quartet' or 'Anti-social Quartet'. But, they do not feel creative enough! Throw some ideas at me!

And finally, give me ideas! I'll use the prompt and give you credit for the idea at the beginning of each chapter!