Memorial Day Anubis Style
Hi. So this is my first ever HoA fanfic. This is a oneshot, but I can make it into a collection of one shots if you guys want, but I can't guarantee I'll be able to update too much. I think that on the show Eddie and Nina should talk about America more, b/c they're the only 2 Americans a british boarding school. So, in this, they grabbed the mask and Senkhara left them alone and Nina's gran got better & went back to the U.S. Speaking of the mask, I can't wait for the season finale, and I can barely stand having to wait til Monday for the next episode. Oh, and Eddie and Mr. Sweet have a better relationship, Mara and Mick broke up and Mara and Jerome started dating (I'm a total Jara fan, sorry to those who like Mickara), and Fabina and Amfie reformed, and Joy is still kind of a b-word. So, sorry about the rambling, on w/ the story. Oh and to any international readers, this takes place in the end of May, and Memorial Day will be explained in the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis. No matter how much I wish I did, because then I would know what's going to happen next week.
Nina's POV
"Yeah, Gran. Have fun at the barbeque this weekend. Say hi to everyone, and happy Memorial Day." I sighed and flopped back onto the couch in the common room. Fabian put his arm
around my shoulders. "What's wrong?" "Nothing much. I'm just a little bummed. My aunt and uncle have a big time share cabin at a lake that they get for Memorial Day weekend every
other year, so whenever they have it my entire family goes up there for 3 days. It's my first year missing it." Eddie gave me a sympathetic look. "I totally get it. My house back home
has a pool, so every year on Memorial Day we take the cover off and invite a bunch of friends over for a barbeque and pool party. And my mom always makes this super amazing apple
pie. She makes the crust herself." "I miss apple pie. I haven't had it since the night before I left for school at the end of the summer." "Uh, I hate to break up your little American
whiney fest, but what's so special about apple pie? And what's Memorial Day?" Patricia asked. I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped. I know Eddie's did. Eddie turned so he was facing
Patricia. "Close your mouth, Kruger. You'll catch flies." She turned to look at me. "You too Nines." "Yacker are you telling me you've never had fresh apple pie with vanilla ice cream and
whipped cream?" "No. Now, someone tell me what Memorial Day is, yeah?" "Memorial Day is a holiday in the U.S. that takes place the last Monday in May. The Saturday and Sunday
before Memorial Day and Memorial Day is referred to as Memorial Day Weekend. It's when a lot of pools open up for the summer. Most people get school off on Memorial Day Monday.
Memorial Day is to honor those who have fought in wars. Mainly, those who have died, though we do also honor the people who fought in the wars and survived. A lot of people have
parades and parties and barbecues and it pretty much means summer is starting." Amber leaned forward when she heard about school. "You get school off for no reason?" "There is a
reason. It's a national holiday." Joy scoffed, "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. What's wrong with you Americans?" Right before Eddie could shoot off whatever rude comment
was inevitably going to come out of his mouth, Mara spoke up. "Joy. That's incredibly rude. You should respect other countries and their customs. You don't see Nina and Eddie
disrespecting the bank holidays or the queen's birthday." (A/N, I just used Wikipedia to look up British holidays, so if the holidays I mentioned aren't a big deal or
something, I apologize to any British readers). "Thank you Mara." "If you two are so upset about missing Memorial Day weekend, why don't you just ask Trudy if you can have a
barbeque this weekend?" "That's not a bad idea Fabian, but do we even have a grill anywhere?" "I think there might be one somewhere. I remember having a cookout a few years
back." "Awesome. I'll go ask my dad." Eddie got up. "Who's coming with me?" Jerome just looked at him. "It's your dad, why are you being so scared?" Mara smacked him on the arm.
Eddie put his hands up in an "it's cool," kind of way. "No, that's okay. I'm not scared, but considering I've known him for only a school year and we've been trying to actually act like
family for even less than that, I don't think I'm in the place where I can ask him to get someone to walk around school and dig up some old grill for a barbeque for one house this
weekend and he'll say yes. At least if I'm the only one asking." Amber just sighed and rolled her eyes. "Isn't it obvs? Nina should go with Eddie to ask Sweetie about the barbeque.
They're the ones who are missing this holiday." We just looked at her. Then I got up. "Let's go." Eddie and I walked out the door and headed towards the school. "So, should we tell
them about the 4th of July?" Eddie asked. "I don't think that we should tell a bunch of British people that we have a huge celebration to commemorate the day we officially signed the
document announcing our independence from their country after defeating them in a war when we just had a ragtag group of colonists and they had a huge and powerful army." "Yeah,
but that would be kind of funny." "You're probably right. Or Joy would just bite our heads off again." "Wow, you're not her biggest fan." I glared at him. "So you're saying if Patricia had
a guy who liked her before you came here and he came back next year and constantly tried to get with her, despite the fact she obviously didn't like him that way, and claimed that you
'stole' her even though they were never dating, and was mean to you even though you did nothing to them, and even tried to be nice to said person, and then the aforementioned
person tricked Patricia into kissing them by making her think it was you, and then wrote a scathing article about you for all the school to see in an attempt to get you to go home,
because they thought that somehow, if you were out of the way, Patricia would magically start liking him again, you would totally be okay with that person?" "Point taken. So, do you
get used to the fact that they call soccer "football" and think American football is just a bunch of guys running after a ball and tackling each other for no apparent reason while wearing
a helmet and tights?" "Not really. But, you know of Mick?" "Yeah. Fabian's old roommate." "Well, his reaction when I was watching clips from the super bowl was hilarious. And he went
to a sports camp at UCLA for a week last year; you should've heard him when he got back. It was priceless. He was all, 'Do all Americans think football is that weird, wimpy version of
rugby?' (A/N, again I'm not completely sure, so I apologize just in case,). And 'Why can't you just call it football instead of soccer?'" "Nice." We reached the school and walked to Mr. Sweet's office.
The door was open, so we walked in. "Hello, Eddie, I was just about to come looking for you. I just got off the phone with your mother," at this point I started to make my exit, but Mr.
Sweet saw me. "Nina, it's okay if you hear this, it's nothing bad." He turned back to Eddie. "Your mother actually mentioned something about a holiday called Memorial Day and how you
were missing out on a barbeque, and how she thinks you might be getting a bit homesick, so I was just about to come see if you would like to have a school barbeque this weekend. It
wouldn't hurt to teach the students here about some of the customs of other countries." I smiled. "That was easier than I thought. We were actually just to ask you about a barbeque
this weekend." "Well, perfect, it works out for everyone. Would you two mind being in charge, since you probably know the most about it? You can get people to help you if you'd like."
Eddie smiled, "I think we got it." We ran back to the house. As soon as we got through the door, Alfie looked at us. "What he'd say?" "We're actually having a celebration for the whole
school. Mr. Sweet said he thinks it wouldn't hurt to expose the school to some different cultures." "So, who's in charge? I think it should be me, since I did so well with the dance," Joy
said. Fabian, Amber, and I cringed at the memory of the dance. Fabian looked like he was getting a migraine. "Joy, I'm pretty sure Eddie and Nina are in charge. They're the ones who
know about Memorial Day weekend." Joy huffed and walked out of the room. I grabbed a pad of paper and a pen. "Okay, so what food should we have? I'm thinking hamburgers, hot
dogs, a few veggie burgers, just in case of vegetarians." Almost everyone made a face at the mention of veggie burgers. "Don't forget the watermelon. You can't have a barbeque
without watermelon. And the apple pie. And we also need potato chips, soda, and just the condiments. Oh, and ice cream." "That sounds right. And probably some fruit salad and
regular salad. Plus a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting decorated to look like the American flag." Eddie's phone chimed. "Ok. And my dad wants us to make a small speech telling
the school about Memorial Day." "Should we also tell the about Independence Day and Labor Day? Since this type of party is typical for all 3, and the big one is 4th of July." "Fine, but
I'm ducking when we talk about 4th of July." "We'll just talk about it before we serve the food." We spent the next couple of days planning, and Saturday was the party. Once everyone
was outside, we stepped up and talked about Memorial Day, the fourth of July, and Labor Day. After that, we all grabbed food and started eating. We put a bunch of picnic blankets close
together and all of Anubis House sat together. I sat next to Fabian, with Amber and Alfie on my other side, Jerome and Mara next to Alfie, Joy next to Mara, and Patricia and Eddie
in-between Joy and Fabian. "This is awesome. Great job guys," Fabian said, when we were all just lying down on the blankets, looking up at the stars and recovering from our food
comas. "Thanks." Suddenly we heard a pop and a firework explode in the sky. I smiled, "Cool. Fireworks." Fabian took my hand and I smiled. I glanced around and I saw all the other
couples in a similar position as us. I saw Joy glaring daggers in my direction. When the last firework went off, Fabian kissed me. I blushed. It was a great night.
What'd you think. Sorry if it's not my best fanfic ever. Plz review.