Alright people, this is my first try at a Hetalia fic. I have recently started watching and getting into Axis Powers Hetalia (I don't like its new name) so any constructive criticism will be much appreciated. I am not entirely familiar with all of their personalities, so its not perfect but at least I am admitting it. Thank you Laurel Nymph and Princess Muffin for the idea.
"Class, here is your new assignment" Mr. Jones said obviously excited about this new way to make them work. "Now I believe all of you have learned enough to take matters into your own hands, so your next assignment is to act out a story!" A groan spread throughout the class, excluding Feliciano who squealed in delight.
"Oh, this should be fun, right Ludwig?" Feliciano giggled, nudging his reluctant best friend. Ludwig simply groaned, slinking further into his chair, he hated this class.
"Come on guys, this is a drama class, you're expected to act!" Mr. Jones stated cheerily. "Now does anyone have any questions?"
"Does it have to be a real story or a fake story?" Matthew asked.
"Doesn't matter" Mr. Jones replied.
"Can we use props?" I van inquired.
"Duh" Mr. Jones scoffed.
"Can we use human props" Natalia smiled slyly, giving Ivan a suggestive look.
"Um, for you no, everyone else, yes" Mr. Jones coughed.
"Can it be in iambic pentameter?" Arthur asked.
"For the last time Arthur, NO Shakespeare, I can't understand anything that tights wearing fruit loop says" Mr. Jones said.
"I wonder why?" Arthur whispered sarcastically to Wang who was already writing down ideas.
"No more questions, this project it due next Monday. Now, hurry up and find an interesting story" Mr Jones smiled and dismissed his class.
"So what story are you going to tell?" Feliciano smiled as he scampered to keep up with Ludwig.
"I don't know" Ludwig replied in a monotone voice. Feliciano looked at him, displeased that he wasn't answering his question. He let Ludwig go to class without him, he would talk to him later. Feliciano looked around and saw Francis and Antonio talking by some lockers and with a smile he ran over to his other friend.
"What about you Francis, what's your story?" Feliciano ran up to the older kid who seemed to enjoy humoring the freshman.
"What about what?" Francis answered, too deep in conversation with Antonio to hear Feliciano's question.
"What are you going to tell for the project in Mr. Jones' class?" he asked again.
"One of passion and romance, a love story" Francis smiled proudly.
"That's not surprising" another voice chimed in.
"Whats wrong Lovina?" Antonio sighed. .
"Feliciano, you forgot your lunch money AGAIN!" Lovina roared, shoving a bill into Feliciano's hand.
"Oh, thank you" Feliciano smiled. Lovina grunted irritably and stalked off.
"Man that kid has eaten one to many rotten tomatoes" Francis chuckled.
"My big sister is just grumpy" Feliciano said with a small smile. "Well I better get to class, see you later Francis, bye Tony!"
"That kid is way too happy" Francis sighed.
"It's just the way she is" Tony replied.
"So how is home ec, getting it on with the ladies" Francis nudged.
"Its not the ladies I'm interested in, its the tomatoes" Antonio smiled.
"Are you sure its just tomatoes? Lovina is in that class with you, she likes tomatoes too, if you catch my drift" Francis chuckled.
"I do not have any romantic feelings for Lovi, we are just friends" Antonio yelled.
"Sure" Francis said as the bell rang.
"Oh crap, I'm late again, Mr. Zwingli will kill me!" Tony panicked.
"Sucks for you, I have Mrs. Lukasiewicz, all I have to do is pour on the old Bonnefoy charm and I am good" Francis bragged.
"Shut up" Tony ran off, hoping that his history teacher was in a good mood.