Feliciano : A happy Italian. Although he is bipolar in this story, he is still very loving to Ludwig. He will protect him, but most of the time he is a coward and can't speak up. Feliciano also has an obsession with brands and his products. He mentions many brands throughout the story.
Ludwig : He is usually drunk, and always seems to be crying or really depressed. Feliciano upsets him all the time but for some strange reason, Ludwig stays in love with Feliciano. He is a little bit racist, but he still is in love with Feliciano and is very hurt when Feliciano is just with others. Especially when he is with Kiku. Ludwig is very recluse.
Kiku : He is in love with Arthur, who doesn't love him back. He has a hatred towards Ludwig and Feliciano because he feels "betrayed". He is very despondent and angry throughout the story. His only way of making himself feel happy is to torture others at Unit 731. Yes, he hates Yao and yes, he does get seasick.
Arthur : He has a strong hatred toward Kiku. Alfred is his true love but Arthur will never admit it. He is a cynical, pessimistic, and irascible nation. He also has the power to see imaginary friends so he may as well be schizophrenic. Arthur is a crybaby in this story because his heart is broken multiple times and he has a very depressing life. Stop judging him with your eyes!
Alfred : A loud and obnoxious American, and always will ruin others' lives for his enjoyment. He is sadistic in that way, and truly has no friends. He just seems popular when really he is so feared and hated. Because he is a stereotyped American, he is Anorexic and watches everything he eats. And of course he has a crush on Kiku, which has suddenly appeared. He also likes Ivan but he cant think when he's around him.
Ivan : The insane, yandere Russian. He likes to be childish and gain points for his childhood, since he didn't have a good one. Ivan has no friends except for communists, and he is a very lonely person. Ivan doesn't like Ludwig, since Ludwig doesn't like him. We all know why. Ivan loves America because he can enjoy a love-hate relationship.
Yao : An old nation. Just kidding, he is a very sage person. Because of this, he thinks he is on top of the world and knows everything. His reputation is mostly wise, old, and bossy. He favors Kiku out of his whole family, which means Yao is not a very good parent.
Francis : The perverted French man. Yes, he is perverted, but also he can be a gentleman and a great father. He is very loving and sincere. Francis will protect his lover, which is Antonio, from about anyone. Even if its his cracked stepson. Francis has a strong hatred towards Poland but learns to like him. (FradavsPolada) Francis is obsessed with brands, roses, red wine, and fancy dresses. He designs the finest clothing.
Gilbert : A conceited, arrogant German who loves to annoy Ludwig. He used to love Feliciano but now loves Mathew. He has a gilbird. Gilbert is Prussia but since that isn't around anymore he is just normal and chill. Still, he has a bad past about the whole defeat and covers it up with things like "I'm so awesome!".
Antonio : A Spanish man who is known for his butt. It even has a special name. He is in love with Francis, but is a little disappointed because Francis is always touching his butt. Antonio used to be a very powerful country, but now he is chill and loves Lovino. He came to earth to twerk. He twerks in the shop when Francis dares him to and gets online.
Felix : Same as Francis, only he is less fashionable. They are both obsessed with Chanel, which comes from France. Felix is a cross dresser and gets teased a bit for it, but he is still loved. He can stand up for himself and hates Ludwig.
Lovino : A cranky, irascible Italian. He is always cursing and loves Anotio, trying to cover it up by acting as if he hates him. Lovino is also Romano and is Feliciano's brother. He hates Ludwig with a burning passion. He is more depressed nowadays because Antonio cheated on him.
Mathew : Francis's cracked stepson. He got sick and tiered of being ignored and cracked partially. He is soon going to be worse then Ivan soon, run! Mathew loves Gilbert because he was the only one who noticed him before he cracked. Gilbert is spared. Mathew hates his brother, Alfred.
Feli (Italy)
I sprayed on my Italian product, Guilty Gucci. Waiting outside was my brother, Lovino, in my Ferrari, just waiting outside. He stared impatiently at me, just doing unnecessary things even though all we were going to was the fair.
Yes, I did plan to get dirty and stink, but when you buy your tickets, you never know who is waiting for you. It may as well be some hot chick.
I quickly put on my tie, then rushed outside. "Um, what is that disgusting smell? Never mind, just get in. I don't want to miss the rally going on at twelve!" I nodded, then got in my car.
"Where is the fair at anyway?" Lovino asked. Lovino is always impatient, and lately he has been really irascible.
"I think it's in L.A. I don't know? It's in that area where they shoot fireworks." Lovino got out his phone, then began to locate our destination. "Wait, Lovino, can you drive today?"
My brother was actually delighted, since he drove a pink beetle car, sent as a present by Spain, who got it from France. Lovino had drove around in that thing for so long now, so whenever he got the chance to drive a nice car like mine, he would go for it.
I crawled in the back of the car, then began to snap a picture for my Instagram. I think that site is my addiction, besides collecting Iphone cases.
Soon we arrived at the fair. Lovino hopped out of the car, and within seconds he was smothered by Spain.
"Come on Romano, lets go to the ferris wheel." Knowing my brother very well, Lovino hated slow rides.
I was alone now, hoping some hot chicks would come about and ask me out. I waited, but everyone was paired. Some older girls walked past, then looked at me. I waved, blushing. "Are you all alone?" One asked. "Um, yeah. Isn't it a little obvious? Wait, are you asking me if we could chill a bit."
They just kept walking, which left me utterly mad. It had probably been half an hour, and the sky had changed color a bit. I began to get cranky, since this was rare.
Suddenly, out of the blue, Ludwig appeared. He smiled at me with his crooked smile. "Are you alone?" Before I could answer, I felt someone push me. I heard an insane laughter, and completely shocked and freaked out, I spun around.
It was that deranged Russian. "Oh, hey Ivan! Wanna hang out?" I quickly asked, after being neglected for half an hour.
Ludwig quickly spoke up. "Wait, I asked you first!" I turned around to face him. I already know he loves me, he's been chasing me for years now.
"Well, if you want to. Ivan and I are going to the roller coaster!" Ivan rebelled immediately. "No! That thing terrifies me, lets go on those truck things."
I looked at where he was pointing, and it was obvious it was a place for babies. All you could see was a border of sunflowers and little children. "Sure." I said, a little annoyed.
"I like the sunflowers! They are pretty, da?" I nodded slowly. We ran to the trucks, Ludwig trailing behind quietly. "I'm not going on that, but I can supervise you."
"Who needs supervision? I'm with a superpower in a place for babies." I heard him mumble something. Probably about Ivan since he was a little cracked. Not to be rude.
We went wild in the baby ride, crashing our trucks violently into other little kids. Their mothers' screamed in terror.
"Feliciano, please be careful. These children are all under seven years!" I ignored him. Ivan suddenly got out of the truck. I gasped. He ran to a random little kids truck and asked him to come out. "No!"
"If you don't get out I'll tell your mommy you're being disobedient!" The kid burst out crying, and Ivan thought it was so funny. Totally funny, making a six year old cry.
"Ivan, I think it's time to go, before the cops come." So we left the ride. "Well then, what now? I sort of want to go on the roller coaster now." Ivan informed us.
"Yeah, me too!" So it was agreed. We pulled Ludwig along with us. "Germany, don't cry on the ride OK?"
He glared at me. "Why would I cry?" I burst out laughing. "When you were drunk you cried." He blushed, probably remembering how that night ended.
Ivan pushed Ludwig to the other end of the crate thing. "No, you sit there. I'm sitting with Feliciano." So I sat next to Ivan, who was screaming even when we weren't even going downhill, the whole entire time.
He screamed in my ear, laughed, then pulled me to his side as soon as he realized we actually were going downhill. Within seconds we were going downhill, and now Ivan was crying and screaming.
Ludwig was all curled up in the corner. I just screamed so Ivan wouldn't feel that bad. All I saw was a blur but it was fun. Soon Russia stopped crying and was back to laughing.
When the ride was over Ivan was jumping up and down, happily. What a great day at the fair. Only, I don't think Ludwig had fun.
Jap (Japan)
I always end a day with Starbuck's coffee. The only problem with today was going with Alfred. As soon as we reached the counter he ordered his way-to-small order. "I want an extra small coffee! How about a low-fat cotton candy frap?"
"It's actually called – Whatever, I'll get a Strawberries & Crème Frappuccino Blended Crème!" I held back my anger. He ordered that on purpose, it's expensive. "Hurry up Kiku, I am so hungry!" He whined.
"OK, I'll get the Shaken Iced Passion Tea." I never get to think. "Why does it always take you so long?" Alfred whined. What an annoying creep. I always want to just throw him in the dumpster, but of course, Arthur will save him.
"Why do you always get iced tea? That stuff tastes gross." I poked him on his cheek. "I always have this because Yao always made me drink it when I was younger."
He giggled. "Yao is so dumb. Take yesterday, I threw my banana peel at the trash and I must of missed cause he was all 'pick that up' and stuff! So I went through all the trouble of picking it up when he could of done it himself."
I took a sip from my beverage, but then that brat poured his Frappuccino in it. He burst out laughing. "You're so cute!" I spat out my beverage on him. Stupid Alfred, thought it was so funny.
"Oh my god, that was even cuter! I love you so much!" I felt as if the whole room was watching us. "Alfred, quiet down please."
He spat some of his Frappuccino on me all of a sudden, laughing again. I realized I was trembling from rage, so I quickly stopped.
"That looks like a lot of calories. Gee, I think you spat 100 calories on my face. Maybe you should be more careful on what you order instead of trying to impress me all the time with your money." Alfred immediately stopped laughing. "Um, I wasn't trying to impress you, amd for once I can eat something fatty, right?"
I stared at him for a long time in silence. "OK, you're creeping me out. I'm calling Iggy over!" He mentioned Arthur's nickname. Quickly, I ran to the bathroom while he dialed Arthur's number.
I suddenly forgot why I came to the bathroom in the first place, then saw my face on the mirror. I gasped in horror. There was Frappuccino all over my face. Wanting to scream, I kicked the mirror.
Alfred walked in smiling. "I'll wash my face too." He splashed water on me. He can never be neat. He always needs to ruin someone's day! Thats one thing I absolutely hate about him.
Feli
So tomorrow is October 3rd, which is Ludwig's birthday. We went out shopping for supplies, only he wasn't that keen on going. So we went to a fancy looking shop. "Should we get some flowers in vases. Arthur has Royal Doulton we could borrow for a vase. Does it sound nice and royal?"
"I don't care about luxury brands, all I want is beer." I smiled. "I know you want some designer brand in your house."
But I didn't hear what he said because immediately my eyes spotted the most fabulous thing ever. It was a vase with ships and Italian architecture on it. I almost fainted, what a rare masterpiece. This wasn't any vase though, it was my vase. It was on sale for a million dollars. Maybe because it was dating back to the Renaissance.
Ludwig came over to me. "Whats this?" He asked. "It's my vase! It's from the Renaissance." Ludwig patted my head. "I found some autumn flowers, they would look good on my door." I nodded, still staring at the vase in awe.
"Feli, I want these flowers." I ignored him, which made him angry. "Feliciano! Can you hear me!? I want them!" I was still looking at the vase. Now my hand went inside the vase. "Feliciano Vargas! I want those flowers!" He ran to me, then unexpectedly, knocked down the vase. "Ludwig!? What's your problem!?" I screamed, finally annoyed.
"I want those flowers!" What a ridiculous man. "Then go get them!" Ludwig held out his hand. "What, you want to dance?" He blushed. "Nein, I need money. Your wallet." I pulled out my wallet, then gave it to him. "Danke."
We finally finished shopping, now it was time to eat. "Ludwig, lets go get some burritos!" I cried, happily jumping around him. I was probably extremely annoying and embarrassing.
"Calm down, how about some beer?" I didn't have a good idea about this but didn't reject. "Sure, where at?"
Jap
Yet another stressful day. I was going to buy Ludwig a present for his birthday, only he didn't deserve one. I went shopping anyway since that loser wouldn't get any anyway.
I bought him his favorite thing in the world; Beer. Since it's the month of October, it must be the October Fest thing those Germans have.
I put it in a leather box, then wrapped a red satin bow around it. While carrying the present to the mail box, I passed by Arthur. Quickly I dropped the box, then heard a loud sound. The sound of shattering glass.
Arthur stared at me in disgust, which was really painful. "Clumsy, you should be more careful when carrying glass."
"Yes, next time. What are you doing on my... street?" Arthur raised a brow. "Your street? I'm pretty sure others live around here."
"Yeah, they do." He picked up the box, then handed it to me. "Who is the box for, it better not be for America."
"Oh, it's for Ludwig." I answered, blushing. "Oh, it is his birthday, huh?" I nodded. "Yeah, it's tomorrow. I got him beer."
"Oh did you?" He almost sounded annoyed. "Well I was just jogging, see you around." I didnt want him to leave though, he needed to stay. Quickly, without thinking, I shouted, "You look really tiered! Do you want to come in my house?"
He stopped his pace, then turned around. "Actually, I am quite tiered, but it doesn't stop me from losing weight." He obviously didn't want to be around me.
"Wait, I brought scones over. I just thought you would like them." Arthur stopped running, realizing probably that he was stuck now. "No, I'll keep running. I'd rather run then be with you in your house!" He began sprinting down the street. I laughed a bit, trying to make it look like I wasn't hurt when really, I was feeling really dejected.