Hey guys! WatermelonsAreHuge here, coming at you from Canada! First fanfiction, so sorry if it's not satisfactory.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. This story is made purely for entertainment, and I am not getting any profit from this.
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Arthur sighed over dramatically. The teachers always assigned the poor students too much work. For example, his teacher is already having the class write a poem with five different genres, a short story with over ten pages, and three chapters for their main book. And all of that is due in one week!
Arthur sighed again, before taking out his laptop and starting to type, but at that moment, a loud BEEP interrupted him. He took out his phone and glared at the offending object, the smartphone's screen reading 'Nicolae Vladmirescu' *.
"This better bloody fucking important, Vladmirescu."
"Hahahahaha, of course it is! Kiku wanted to know if you were still coming to his Mother's birthday party" The Romanian answered, way too chipper for the mood Arthur was in.
"... how's that important... tell Kiku I'll try to make it" Arthur grumbled, before quickly hanging up, a faint echo of Nicolae's "Okay!" still lingering.
"Maybe I should have waited a year before going to Uni'" Arthur mused out loud, giving his laptop a dark look, as if it was it was the cause of all his troubles.
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While Arthur was struggling with his overflowing work, Alfred was peacefully sat on his bed, reading a book. As he was attending UFYT on a sports scholarship, he didn't much homework. **
Which also means he has alot of free-time.
His new Smart phone started ringing, startling Alfred out of his 'reading trance' as Gilbert had put it.
Not in the same words, of course.
"Yeah, who is this?"
Kiku's polite voice streamed through the phone, "It's Kiku-"
"Oh, hey bro! How're you doing?"
"I'm fine, I was wondering if you'd be able to come to my Mother's birthday?"
Alfred grinned widely. "Of course!"
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"Why am I friends with you?" Arthur groaned loudly.
Nicolae smirked, " 'Cuz I'm irresistible."
The two young men walked up to the house... well, more mansion than house! The place was huge!
Arthur took a second to gawk at the size, before sobering up and jogging too the door.
"Hey wait for me!" Nicolae yelled, catching up to the green-eyed man.
The person who opened the door made Arthur regret coming.
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* Literally have no idea what Romamia's human name is, so I stole this one from another fanfic I read...
** Obviously people who go to Uni on a sports scholarship have homework, but probably not as much as people who go on a English scholarship or whatever... sorry.
Okay, so the reason why it was soooooo short is 'cuz of fucking school! I promise to write a better, longer chapter soon, BYE!