Hello! This is my second fic that I will be making as well as my other one that you can check out if you want!
I got this idea from a tumblr post when someone said they wanted to see an anime of the Bad Friends Trio. And since, sadly, I can't make an anime I decided why not make a fan fiction about it?
The main characters are obviously the Bad Friends Trio, as well as Romano and Hungary. Don't worry; a lot of other characters are included, some are introduced throughout the chapters.
Each chapter is basically like episode, so some will be really long. Others will be like short stories.
It isn't a very dramatic fic, and is mostly comedy, but you do get to see emotional sides of the story at times.
I hope you will enjoy this fan fic and please, please review! I love hearing what you guys think! You can also put suggestions for the next chapter if you want, and I might use it, and I will give you credit for the idea in the very place I'm writing right now!
So, sit back and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Gilbert slammed the door to the storage room and turned to his friends. Francis and Antonio mimicked his serious face as they say in the surprisingly large room.
"You all know why I've called you here." He said in a low voice as he dipped his head. The two boys nodded back to him.
"It's time for the once-a-month tradition of-" Antonio started,
"Hot girl searching!" Francis cheered.
-Ch1. Meet The Trio!-
The three friends poke their heads out of the door and watched the students walking by.
"How about that one? She is pretty hot." Francis said, pointing to a blond figure wearing a skirt and talking to Toris, a soccer boy they didn't know much about.
"That's Feliks," Antonio whispered, "And he's a boy!"
Francis shrugged, "Fine with me." He tried to run after him, but Gilbert pulled him back.
"How about that one?"
"Also a boy, Francis."
"That one?"
"I'm pretty sure Vash is a boy too, Francis."
"That one?"
"If Arthur knew you thought he was a girl, he'd pummel you, man."
"Why are they all boys?" Francis whispered angrily.
"We are in the boys dormitory." Antonio whispered back.
"Why are we searching for hot girls in the boy's dormitory?"
"It's a boarding school and it's early in the morning. We are not allowed to go anywhere yet."
"Then why did we pick to look for hot girls now if there are no hot girls?"
"Well, there are hot boys."
"True," Francis agreed. All three of them were bi-sexual, so they enjoyed boys just as much as girls.
"Hey," Gilbert stopped them, "How about her?" He motioned to a girl outside the translucent, glass walls of the building. She had long brown hair with a sunflower in it and a sweet smile. She also gave off a vibe she could snap your neck, though, with her messed up clothes and alert stance.
"Elizabeta," Antonio began,
"Cute, but looks as if she has it for Edelstein." Francis pointed to the boy she was talking to. He was the smart guy that Gilbert always joked around with in class.
"Dang it Roderich." Gilbert sighed.
"How about the angry one walking towards our way, Toni?" Francis pointed to Lovino Vargas; Antonio's some-what boyfriend, an only uncertain relationship because Lovino refuses to admit he has feelings for the boy at times. His dark brown hair swayed with his walk and his piercing gold eyes targeted the Spanish boy.
Gilbert glanced at Antonio with a half-amused, half-worried face.
"He's going to whip your ass, dude."
"Shut up."
Lovino stopped at the door and swung it open, then crossed his arms. He looked at the trio, who were sitting on the ground in an innocent looking pose.
"Hey, Lovi." Francis purred.
"Looking hot as ever." Gilbert winked. Lovino shuddered and kicked them both in the face. They would hit on the boy a lot, for fun but also because the Italian was extremely good looking. Girls fawn over the boy and he treats them sweetly, but everybody knows that he has feelings for Antonio, whether he would admit them or not.
He also had grown to care for his two idiot friends as well, as they have been kind to him at times. But again, not something he would admit.
"Si, mi amou-" Antonio began as he got up and leaned into him, only to be pushed away by Lovino's palm.
"You were trying to check out girls, I see." Lovino huffed to him, and turned to Francis. "Your cousin is naked with maple syrup all over him again."
"Alfred?"
"No, Matthew. Although, Alfred does look like he wants to join him too. Better hurry."
Francis sprinted out of the room, leaving Gilbert stuck in between Lovino and Antonio. Lovino looked like he was trying to murder him with his eyes while Antonio was trying to explain that they did this every month and that it was a tradition.
"... I mean really Lovi, I don't even get why your upset," Antonio huffed as he finished, "It's not like we're dating or anything."
At this, Lovino turned bright red and stormed out of the room, leaving Antonio trying to make up what he just said.
"No I didn't mean it like that-UGH!" He ran after Lovino, leaving Gilbert alone in the storage space.
"I just can't believe it! He was bathing nude in the syrup?" Francis shook his head and leaned on his palm. "I understand Alfred, but Mattie? Usually such a quite, nice kid."
"Who?"
The three friends turned from their lunches to see Roderich and Elizabeta standing with their trays. They sat down across from them and Gilbert snorted.
"Who gave you the consent to sit with such an awesome person as me?"
"Well you guys always sit alone, so we pitied you. I mean, I guess your brother and those twins sit here with you all sometimes…" Roderich smirked as Gilbert turned red and turned his head away.
"Well if you feel the need to, you may be graced with my presence."
"Thanks," Elizabeta sarcastically said. She then stared at him for a second, "Why is your hair white?"
Francis and Antonio gasped as they turned to the girl. Gilberts face darkened.
"My hair?" he began, "Why would you ask?"
"I dunno. It's white."
"Well, I for one think white is a fabulous colour!" Francis said, beginning to stroke his hair.
"Si! Si!" Antonio stroked to other side of the boy's head.
Elizabeta sat confused as the two tried to comfort the now depressed boy.
A blond boy sat down next to Elizabeta and whispered to her, "He doesn't like people talking about his hair. My dad's and my hair is blonde, and so he has convinced himself he's adopted." He held out his hand, "Ludwig. His brother."
"Elizabeta." She shook his hand vigorously and Ludwig smiled slightly when he let go.
"Strong grip for such a dainty looking lady. Ouch." Ludwig held up his dark red head and Elizabeta blushed.
"Sorry."
"Luddy!" A small Italian boy hopped next to the German. "Can I have your pasta?"
He ate it whole before Ludwig gave him his consent.
"And that's Feliciano." He said in a slightly irritated voice.
"Hiiiii!" Feliciano waved to Elizabeta, and she politely smiled back. "Is your hand hurt, Luddy? It is! Here let me help." He got out a bandage and slapped it on Ludwig's hand, and then proceeded to kiss it.
"All better?" Feliciano beamed at the bright red Ludwig, who hung his head down as Elizabeta giggled. How cute! She thought.
"Well, I think that we should go, Liz. We're going to study for a History test." Roderich nodded to them, "Boys." Elizabeta smiled at him and waved goodbye to them. Ludwig nodded and Feliciano waved to her while wrapped around Ludwig's neck. Francis blew a kiss, Antonio smiled, and Gilbert blushed and looked away.
Once they left, Gilbert's face turned back to a slightly more normal shade.
"Do you have a crush, mon ami?" Francis smiled.
"Meeting after lunch."
"Okay!" Antonio nodded and turned to Feliciano, "Feli, is Lovi still mad at me?"
"Well, he said to me that you were a piece of sh-" Ludwig clasped a hand over the boy's mouth and swung him over his shoulder.
"Let's go, Feli. Before you do anything else. I'm sure he's not mad at you, Antonio." He carried the ditzy Italian away as Antonio sat, dumbfounded.
"Are you sad?" Francis asked, falling over to comfort the boy.
"No," Antonio laughed, pushing away Francis, "He does this a lot. But that's one of the reasons I love him!" He sighed and flashed a sweet smile to his friends.
"You are too nice, sometimes." Gilbert said, shaking his head.
"Not true!" Antonio protested, "I can be mean."
"Nope," Francis shook his head and put his arm over Antonio's shoulder, "You see, you are what Americans call, a goody-two-shoes!" he motioned his hands as if he were making a rainbow and Antonio pouted.
"That's not bad!" Gilbert offered, "Teachers like you. Girls think you are the sweetest guy in this high school!"
Antonio poked at his tomato and mumbled a barely audible 'Whatever.'
I think we made him depressed, Francis thought as he looked at his sulking friend.
He'll be fine, Gilbert thought to himself as Antonio's face darkened and he put his head to the table.
I'm not a goody-goody, Antonio thought as he dozed off on the dirty lunch table.
"Sorry I'm late!" Antonio panted as he burst into his dorm room. Ludwig and Francis sat on his bed with their feet and arms crossed.
"I hope there is a good reason for bring an hour late." Gilbert frowned.
"I had to make up a test and then I ran into Lovi and-"
"Ah, so it was a good reason," Francis interrupted, "You had safe sex, right?"
"What, I- NO!" Antonio blushed.
Francis clicked his tongue. "Safe sex is important, mon ami. Do we need to have the talk again?" He scolded. Gilbert shook his head behind Francis.
"I didn't have sex with Lovi, Jesus!" Antonio squeaked.
"Oh," Francis frowned, clearly disappointed. "Well tell me when you do." He winked and Antonio said some colourful words back, probably taught to him by Lovino.
"Anyway, what happened?" Gilbert knit his brows.
"He said he would forgive me for being a puta if I buy him dinner tonight." Antonio smiled.
"Great!" Francis grinned as his face darkened, "I'll be sure you dress appropriately for the occasion."
"Oh, no!" Antonio protested, "Last time you did that, I wound up in a leopard leotard!"
"It accented your butt perfectly!" Francis whined.
"Guys!" Gilbert yelled. They both turned to him. "I called you here for a reason. I need help."
"Ah, yes." Francis squeezed Gilbert and squealed, "You finally have a crush! A very pretty girl too, no?" He turned to Antonio and he nodded.
"Well thank you, but it is obvious that she likes some one else," he gripped his fists tightly and stood up to face his friends, "So we need to figure out what she likes in a man. If I can be who she likes, then she will forget about Roderich and go for an awesome man, aka me." He gestured to himself. Francis and Antonio nodded together as they sat criss-crossed on the bed.
"So how will we figure out what she likes in a man?" Francis asked, "I would ask her but we all know girls only tell girls that stuff."
"Well, it's obvious!" Gilbert smiled as he whipped out a blue short skirt and a grey, long sleeve shirt.
"Cross-dressing!" Francis squealed in delight.
"Yes," Gilbert said, "And we need one of us to do it."
They turned to Antonio, who stared at them for a second confused.
"Huh? Wait what? No!" He shook his head.
"Please?" Francis pouted.
"No." Antonio stood firm, because unlike his friend, he disliked wearing make-up and skirts.
"I told you he wouldn't do it." Gilbert sighed as he gave a secret wink to Francis, "He's too much of a goody-two-shoes."
Antonio's face reddened, and protested, "That has nothing to do with it!"
"Oui. Too bad." Francis said, ignoring him. "I would do it my self but I have nurse check-up tomorrow. So you'll never get a girlfriend."
"All because," Gilbert bent down next to Antonio.
"He's a goody-goody." Francis leaned on the Spaniard's back.
"…" Antonio was burning up, and couldn't seem to say anything while staring at his friends pouting faces.
"Give me that." He grabbed the clothes and turned his head away.
"Hooray!" Francis and Gilbert cheered in the background, "Our hero!"
"Shut up." Antonio sulked as he looked over the outfit again.
"Lets get you a bra first." Francis looked at Antonio and took off his shirt.
"I think I have some of Bella's in my drawers."
"…Why do you have your sister's bra's?" Gilbert turned pale as Francis opened his drawers to look for it.
"Not like that!" Antonio screeched, "We mix up our clothes sometimes while doing laundry."
Gilbert huffed a breath of relief as Francis yelled, "I found it! Let's try it on you with the fake boobs!"
"Okay," Antonio started to put it on as Francis started to look for good underwear, "But I'm wearing tights with the skirt so I don't have to shave my le-"
Lovino stood in front of the now open door; face blank as the three stood frozen. Gilbert stood with his fist clenched and knees bent while staring at Antonio, Antonio was mid-way of clipping his bra on, and Francis was holding the stretched out panties in his hands.
"We can explain." They said in unison.
"Save it." Lovino said with a still blank face, "And forget about dinner. I think I'm going to stay in my room for the next week, traumatized."
He slammed the door and Antonio's face went dark. They heard the squeaking of Lovino's shoes and murmurs of 'washing his eyes out with bleach' as he walked away in the hall.
"Sorry about that, man."
"We'll make it up to you!"
"We promise."
"You're still doing this, right?"
They kept rambling until Antonio stopped them with a soft chuckle that soon erupted into laughter. The two boys looked at him and began to laugh too, at the awful but comical event that just passed.
"Woah, look at the new girl."
"She's so pretty!"
"I hope she has her classes with me."
Antonio walked down the hallway in the outfit from yesterday with grey tights, blue converse shoes, a lot of make up, and a tight fitted wig that matched his original hair colour.
Francis really went all out, Antonio thought. He walked into homeroom and paced over to Elizabeta. Then he tapped on her shoulder.
"Hello." Elizabeta turned to him and smiled.
"Hi! I'm sorry to bother you but my cousin is Antonio. He's in your homeroom so you probably know him. I told him I'd like to go to this school for a day in his place to see how I would like it, because I'm thinking of applying here. The thing is, I don't know where to go and I don't know anybody! I guess I didn't think it through much. Could you help me?" He said the lines perfectly and let out a deep breath once he was done. He was glad he didn't mess up his alibi.
"Sure!" Elizabeta smiled to Antonio, "My name is Elizabeta. What is your name again?"
Antonio turned pale. Mierda! He thought. I didn't plan a name!
"Are you okay?" Elizabeta noticed his face was now white as a sheet in worry. If he got caught, he'd be the laughingstock of the grade.
"…Um, I'm Annie." He gave her a crooked smile.
"Antonio and Annie?" She gave a tiny giggle. "I guess you parents liked names like that. Or maybe they named you similar to each other because you look so alike."
"We get that a lot."
"I bet…" She stared for a minute, and beads of sweat grew on Antonio's neck. She finally stopped and smiled at him. Antonio let go of his breath, unaware that he was holding it until then.
"Sorry about that. Let's go!" She grabbed his hand and darted to first period.
Elizabeta had been helping 'Annie' find her way around school all day, and nearly bored Antonio to death since he already knows where to go, which classroom is which, and the school history. He was thinking of giving up since it was almost ninth period and he had nothing so far on what type of boy Elizabeta liked, but before he could resign her arm dragged him to a familiar looking, Austrian boy.
"Roderich! Roddy!" Elizabeta jumped onto her friend in the hall and trapped him in a hug.
"Hi, Liz." He coughed out. Elizabeta fumbled an apology as she let go and he gave a tiny smile. "It's fine."
"This is Annie." Elizabeta motioned to Antonio.
Roderich straightened his glasses and squinted. "I feel like I've seen you before."
"She's Antonio's sister, so they look a bit alike." Elizabeta explained.
"Ah," he nodded and grabbed his books from his locker, "I have to go to Math. Bye."
She hugged him again and he strolled away.
"You really like him, I see." Antonio poked his head out from behind Elizabeta, who was staring at the walking Roderich. She blushed and spun around to face Antonio.
"Him? We're just friends!" She laughed nervously, "Even if he his in a way my type."
"What is your 'type'?"
"Sweet, quite guys. The boys that are shy and you have to get to know them and grow on them. The ones that seem timid at first but are sweet and kind once you get to know them." Elizabeta's eyes glazed over as she spoke. "What's your type?"
Antonio was taken aback by this question. "Well I guess," he started, "The boy that is mean and doesn't seem to want anything to do with the world, but once you get to know him, he gets soft and cares for you, even if he wont admit it at times." His eyes glazed over this time, and Elizabeta smiled at the love-struck girl. It is obvious she is talking about someone special! She thought.
Antonio snapped out of it and realized he had gathered all the information he needed.
"I have to go, since school is almost over. I need to be home a little early today. Thank you for helping me!" Antonio waved to her and flashed a smile that made half the boys in the hall nosebleed.
"Bye, Annie! Maybe we can hang out again, someday!" Elizabeta smiled back.
Elizabeta sprinted to class before the bell, while Antonio sprinted for the bathroom, unable to wait any longer in getting off the drag outfit. He stopped at the bathrooms and cried in despair. He didn't know which one to go in!
I guess I should go into the boys… He thought, so when I come out it will look normal.
He walked in on Roderich going in the urinal.
"I'M SO SORRY! WRONG BATHROOM!" He shrieked as Roderich yelled in embarrassment. Antonio sprinted into the, thank God, empty girls room, and undressed from his girly clothes. That wouldn't have been awkward if he knew I was a boy, he thought.
"Hey." Francis greeted Antonio when he walked into their dorm while playing on his phone.
"Where's Gil?"
"In his dorm with Ludwig, why?"
"Why? Really? I have the information!" Antonio fumed, not having enjoyed the last few hours and his usual happy self, gone.
"Hey guys!" Gilbert walked in and Antonio pounced on him.
"I figured out what boys she likes. Just be really shy and quiet, but sweet!" Antonio preached. He began to develop a plan on how to do 'Operation: Change Gil's Awful Personality' when he was interrupted by Gilbert and Francis' laughs.
"What?" Antonio asked, looking like a sad, confused puppy.
"We though you would have figured out by now!" Francis wiped a tear of laughter from his eye.
"I didn't really want to figure out how to impress her! We were just messing with you man!" Gilbert crowed as he fell on the bed.
Antonio delivered a sharp blow to both of their heads,
"Ow! That hurt, you asshole!" Gilbert yelled.
"But we deserved it." Francis admitted.
"So you didn't like her at all?" Antonio fumed, "I can't believe you."
"I wouldn't say that." Gilbert mused, but waved the thought away. "I'm sorry man. You want to get some burgers from Alfred's, my treat?"
"His burgers are amazing! He's still holding that restaurant while in school?" Antonio marvelled, almost forgetting the whole incident that happened today. The Spaniard, though, made sure to tuck this into the back of his mind for later.
"Oui," Francis nodded, "Very talented, that boy."
"Well, let's go!" Gilbert chided.
"Fine but I'm asking Lovi to come."
"Sure, have the hottie biscotti join. Is he still pissed at you?"
"No, he forgave me."
"I'm still not sure what you did wrong. Cross dressing isn't a sin!"
"Can Ludwig and Feli can come, too?"
"How about Elizabeta and Kiku?"
"Maybe."
The three friends rambled on about whom to invite as well as other pointless things like which one looked better in Bella's bra and if Antonio could legally adopt a tomato as his child.
What an eventful week! Elizabeta thought as she peered from the end of the hallway, They sure are an interesting bunch! Maybe I should hang out with them a little more, just to find out a little bit more about them.
Well, that was the first chapter! Although Romano wasn't in it too much, he is a very big character in most of the chapters. Just so you all know, I don't make many ships canon in the story but I play on them more to make them comedic. There will be some ships that will sail, and who knows, maybe I'll make them all canon once I reach a final chapter (Which is undetermined but a long time in the future), but you'll have to read more to find out! See you next week! Don't worry if I'm late though, because these take long to write! XD