Bonjour, everyone! ...Well, lately I've had problems with writing AGUA. I'm hoping I can write chapter 21 soon...But in the meantime, I'm writing this hilarious fic in which Tamao, Nagisa, Mizushima, and Chihaya take a trip to France. This year I'm enrolled in French I, and I'm picking up the language really well. Over the summer my class will take a trip to France as well...

Anyways! Here's what I have so far!

(The chapter title means "a class trip.")

BIENVENUE EN FRANCE, NAGISA!

Le Chapitre L'un

Un Voyage de Classe

"You want me to what?" Nagisa squeaked, looking up from her Advanced Algebra textbook.

"Come to France with me," Tamao repeated, wiping her palms on her uniform, as she had a tendency to habitually do.

Nagisa sat at her desk, garnet eyes wide, stunned into silence. Her pencil, with its cutesy panda eraser attached to the top, slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. Tamao immediately bent down, retrieved it, and held it back out to her friend. Nagisa just stared at it as if it were a rattlesnake. She couldn't believe the poet was even suggesting this. She knew Nagisa was as good at French as a cat was at juggling.

Tamao tilted her head curiously, trying vainly to suppress a smile. The idea of the redhead bumbling around in the streets of Paris was super-cute, but for now just the expression on her face was enough to make the poet giggle.

"Mademoiselle Hiawata said that there was a trip to France available for upperclassmen," said she, "and I want to take my Nagisa-chan with me."

Nagisa blinked, and then seemed to snap back to the present. "I can't go! Are you crazy? I can't speak French! I've only had one year to study it."

"It's only ten days," Tamao reasoned. "Ten days, and that's it."

"No." The redhead was adamant. "I'd sooner drive upholstery tacks into my gums."

The poet was about to respond when she exploded into a fit of laughter. She held her sides and sank to the floor, giggling. Nagisa glared defiantly, but that just made Tamao laugh harder.

"Upholstery…tacks…Heeheehee…I'm sorry, Nagisa-chan…That's just really funny! Hahahahaha!"

The redhead blushed, trying to hold up her tough face. Tamao was always teasing her. I should really be used to it by now, she thought. But her getting offended seemed to really amuse Tamao. And if Tamao was amused, she was happy. And it seemed ever since that disastrous Étoile election the poet had very little to be happy about these days. If only Tamao-chan could be happier…

Nagisa sighed, figuring a trip to France would make her friend happy. And hey, she could use a vacation.

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Mizushima sighed, her mechanical pencil hovering absently over some incomplete math problem. Stupid Hino-sensei and her assigning math homework every single day. She was enrolled in Advanced Algebra, like all the Miator fifth years, and they were currently learning about factorials. Math had always been the archer's weakness…

"Five times four times three times two times one."

Mizushima looked up, behind her shoulder, into the grinning face of Chihaya, her room mate. Her eyebrows slanted over her blue eyes, and she muttered, "I knew that."

"Doubt it." Chihaya's smile stretched wider as she analyzed the rest of Mizushima's work. "All of these are wrong, just so you know."

"Gee, thanks." With a huff, the archer turned away from Chihaya, her eyes focused intently on her pencil. She wrote down 5x4x3x2x1, then wrote 100 for her answer. She thought Chihaya had gone away when: "You have no clue what you're doing."

"Yes, I do," she insisted brusquely.

"Mmm, no…I don't know how in the world you got one hundred, but that's dead wrong. The answer's one hundred and twenty."

Mizushima sighed and scrubbed away the 100, replacing it with 120. Clearly, Chihaya was not going to let her alone on this one, but the archer wasn't ready to throw in the towel yet.

"So are you going on that class trip to France?" she asked conversationally.

Behind her, she heard Chihaya snicker. "Heheh…Erm, yes I am." Mizushima jumped when she felt the cook's arms around her waist. "I saw you requested me as your room mate! That's so sweet!"

"Well, uh…" Mizushima blushed. She hoped Chihaya didn't see (but she probably did). She tried to pull away. "Who else would I room with?" Suddenly math seemed more appealing. She reconsidered her textbook, mumbling, "Twelve times eleven times ten…"

Chihaya giggled. This trip was going to be something.

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Even though Shizuma was a hundred miles away at college, Nagisa stilled glared at the phone as the former Étoile's laughter rang in her ears.

"Ahahahahah! Okay, lemme get this straight…" Shizuma chuckled. "You're going to France for ten days? Hah! Put Suzumi on the phone; I want to know what she did to convince you."

"Hey, I might not get the opportunity to go abroad again," Nagisa argued. "And seeing as you're the tenth person to laugh at me about this today, I'd appreciate it if you'd stop."

"Heh, okay…Whoo! You in France is going to be like a dyslexic at a spelling bee. What I'd give to be there." Shizuma sighed, and fell quiet, possibly imagining Nagisa in France…or a dyslexic at a spelling bee…or a dyslexic Nagisa at a French spelling bee…

"Jeez, you're always teasing me…" Nagisa pouted into the phone.

"Why are you doing this?" the silver-haired girl asked.

"It's…for Tamao-chan. She seems sad these days, and I figured we could use a vacation…"

"Would you go abroad with me someday?"

Nagisa brightened at that idea. "If I got the opportunity, yeah! I'd like to go to Spain one day."

"Do you even know Spanish?"

"Of course I do! Kalismera!"

"…Nagisa…that's Greek…"

"Well, exsqueeze me!" Nagisa huffed. Lately Shizuma had been asking the redhead to do the things Tamao had done with her. And now, as Nagisa hung up the payphone, she was beginning to wonder two things. One: Was Shizuma worried that Tamao was competition? And two: Was Tamao competition?

Welp, that's what I have so far! Leave a review if you liked it and tell me what you think.

~TamaoXNagisa4EVER