"Hey, Canada! I've got something to show you, dude!" A loud American voice rang through out the house. The Personification of Canada sighed, walking into the living room. He saw his twin brother, the Personification of America, next to his friend, Japan. Canada smiled politely.
"Hello, Japan! How are you?" He said in a polite manner. Japan bowed. "Hello, Canada-san. I'm doing well, thank you."
America groaned in boredom. "It's way too polite in here!" He complained.
"What did you want to tell me, America?"
America snapped his fingers. "Oh, yeah, that! Japan was going to explain it, actually!" Canada facepalmed at this.
"We are to do a report to our bosses about how modern day kids are getting on, so I requested we can do it in one of my private academies. I hope that's not too much of a bother with you, Canada-san?"
Canada's mouth dropped. This was insane!
"N-No, not a problem at all, Japan!" He stuttered in his hushed voice. "But... how will we disguise ourselves as students?"
"That's easy," Japan said, looking prideful. "It will be a High School, and since we already look that young in age, all we need to do is act ourselves, and try not to get our cover blown."
America smiled his dumbfounded smile. "So, what place will we be goin' to?" He said, stuffing a burger into his mouth. Wait, where did he get that burger?
"It will be a very high-classed school called Ouran Highschool Academy." Japan finished, still looking rather pleased.
"So, when are we going, eh?" Canada asked.
"Tomorrow."
Canada opened up his suitcase, wondering what he should bring.
Will it have a uniform? Yeah, I remember Japan saying something about that, so I don't need clothes- WAIT! What about at home? Yeah, I should pack regular clothes. He put in a neat stack of clothes as Kumajirou waddled up to him.
"Hungry," he complained.
Canada sighed, gently pushing him away. "Not now, Kumacheeri... I've got to pack."
"Can I come?"
"Fine..."
Canada thought about what to pack next.
Maybe I should bring my Hockey Stick if I'm bored? Wait, that's weird... Oh well, I guess I should. He looked over to his Hockey Stick, and somehow put it inside the case.
After he was done packing, he flopped onto his bed. He turned his head, checking the clock. It was 10:30.
"It's kind of early to go to bed," He said outloud. "But I'm tired."
He shut the light off, and drifted to sleep.
America ran into his twin's room, wide awake. It was 6:30 AM, but he was awake because the plane to Japan's home would leave in an hour. He froze at the doorway.
Canada was fast asleep, with the polar bear Kumajirou laying next to him. He let off a faint snore as his curl bobbed up and down when his breath touched it.
I shouldn't wake him up... America thought. Then he laughed outloud at how sarcastic he was. He took a deep breath.
"YO, CANADIA! THE MAPLE SYRUP RAN OUT!"
Canada gasped, sitting upright. He rolled off the bed, putting on a red sweatshirt with a maple leaf on it over his head, along with black jeans. He forced into some shoes, grabbed his glasses, and shoved them onto his head. All in 10 seconds.
"GET IN THE CAR, WE NEED TO GO TO THE STORE!" He screamed. Of course, his scream was a normal person's tone. Then he froze, looking at a laughing American. His eye twitched.
"I. Hate. You..."
"No time for hate, Canadia! The plane leaves in the next hour! Skip breakfast, lets go!" He grasped Canada's hand, pulling him out the door and into the car.
"You didn't need to wake me up like that..." The Canadian groaned, sitting in the car as America sat behind the wheel.
"Well, I wanted to, dude! Lets roll!" He pounded on the gas pedal, and the car started zooming.
Canada gripped onto his seat, his eyes wide as saucers. "SLOW DOWN!"
America laughed. "If I did, we'll be late!"
Canada screamed, closing his eyes. "SLOW DOWN! SLOW DOWN! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE!"
America just kept laughing, as pedestrians wondered why there was a speeding car with a screaming Canadian inside.
"Why do I have to wear THIS?" The American groaned, looking down at his purple uniform. Japan sighed. "America, it is the Uniform. It's a requirement."
Canada looked at the pink school infront of them.
"Very... pink, eh?" He shrugged, holding
Japan nodded, sighing. "Well, you guys ready?"
The American twins nodded, and the three walked into the school together.
Japan looked at the schedule. "Class doesn't start for a while, why don't we look around?" They nodded. America ran off.
"America, wait!" Canada called, running after him. Japan laughed, walking after them. Those two were strange.