Hope you had a rocking New Years and Christmas! *This has been slightly editted*
"Dude, it's amazing to see the world like this."
"Yeah, and even though its just the school grounds, I cant deny that its rather goregous."
Alfred munched on his hamburger while his best friend, Arthur, ate the fries. They were up on the rooftop, their usual after school hangout, and the sun was setting in front of them.
"So did you understand Mr. Rome's lecture today?" Alfred walked over to his backpack and pulled out his notebook, "I think I might have drifted off to sleep. I couldnt tell because it felt like a long blink, but anyway I didnt understand any of it even when I was awake."
"There was nothing to understand. He started off by talking about the Roman Empire, but then he took off talking about women and sex. Then he wouldnt shup up about his grandson, Feliciano, much to Lovino's dismay. My, that boy was awfully jealous." Arthur joined Alfred and sat down. Being by the edge of the roof proved to be scary for him sometimes without Alfred standing there to catch him if his clumsiness kicked in and he falls.
"Really? Oh...He doesnt talk about Lovino a lot, does he?"
"No, but Lovino's slack of attention from his grandfather is made up for all the attention Antonio gives him...and Francis," Arthur shuttered at the name.
"Francis, huh? I'm guessing you like him, right? You guys do happen to argue a lot and thats a sign~" Alfred noticed Arthur's action and couldnt help but tease him.
"Why in bloody hell would I like him? Of all the people in the world? Besides if I liked anybody, you would be the first to know, so you wouldnt have to guess."
"Aww, I'm touched Artie," Alfred nugded Arthur's shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah. Hey Alfred? Did you pay attention to Mr. Roderich's lecture?"
"What?" Alfred got closer Arthur's face, his blue eyes sparkling, "The great Arthur Kirkland, who always pays attention and always tells me to pay attention didnt get the notes for Mr. Roderich's lecture. I'm shocked at you, Mr. Kirkland. Shame on you."
"Sod off and give me the notes," Arthur shooed Alfred from his face.
"Here, dude," Alfred laughed as he handed Arthur his notebook.
"By Jove, you english is appaling," Arthur stared with mild digust at Alfred's notes.
"Whatever, Artie. My english is perfectly fine. It you that needs to fix up your english. I mean you have the silliest way of saying things like "sod off" "posh" "knickers"...well, I actually like that one. Dont get your knickers in a twist, Arthur."
"Just shut up," Arthur stiffled back a laugh as he rewrote (and decifered) Alfred's notes.
"So, Arthur?"
"Yes?" Arthur answered without looking up.
"Do you think anyone is gonna come and unlock the door so we can get off the roof? Do they know we're up here?"
"I dont know. As usual, you forgot to put the brick in front of the door, and I'm sure Mr. Germania is tired of coming to unlock it. Poor man."
"Yeah...wait a minute, you said usual. That means I have done this repeatedly. You're the smart one! Why do you always get stuck with me?"
"Because I'm you best friend, you bloody git, and...best friends do stupid stuff together like getting stuck on the school roof, no matter how smart one of them is," Arthur smiled at Alfred.
Alfred smiled back at Arthur as he unzipped his lunch box.
"Well at least we have a great view, its warm this time of year, and we brought food this time. Want a hamburger?" Alfred pulled out a third hamburger.
"Ugh, for the Queen and Britannia's sake, no thank you, but..." Arthur's voice trailed.
"What?" Alfred asked with his mouth full.
"I'd like a coke, please."
"Sure thing, Art."
Mr. Germania sat on the steps next to the roof door. He knew two certain english speaking nations would be up there stuck again for the third time that week (the fifteen time that month and it was only May 10th), so he brought his key.
"I think its time to just give them a copy of the key...each," he mumbled.