So for summer break before I turned sixteen and went to high school, my grandparents took me and my cousin, who is a year younger than me, to Maryland. It was a confusing two day drive from Kentucky. Nana's TomTom kept getting lost. Ari slept most of the ride, save the last five hours, discussing anime with yours truly the otaku of the family. Imagine how happy I was, discussing anime for FIVE hours. Total bliss. Every time she brought up an anime Todd Haberkorn voiced in, I would tell her which character he voiced. Same with J. Michael Tatum.
When we reached our destination on a Thursday, we heard there was a baseball tournament and the baseball players ( who are around our age) will be staying in the same hotel as we were. I was not as pleased as my cousin when we heard of the news. I just hoped they didn't stay on the second floor, we were staying on the first and there are rumors they enjoy running down the halls.
We bought bathing suits and they were absolutely adorable. I had an American flag top and a United Kingdom flag bottom and Ari had it the other way around (UK top and American bottom). I was so ecstatic, because they reminded me of my current favorite anime/manga Hetalia.
As soon as we got back to the hotel, Ari and I went swimming. There was a guy there that kept staring at us from an inner tube and did not let us outside of his line of sight. I know being an adult and all, he was most likely trying to keep an eye on us, but it kinda makes you uncomfortable to wear a string bikini when a grown man is watching you from a pink floaty. Ari accidentally got her gum stuck in her hair, so we went back inside and cut it out. We went back out to tan until we left for dinner.
After dinner, Ari and I explored the hotel. We rode the elevator for like an hour, going up and down (lol) the four floors until we stopped on the top floor. We got out of the elevator and made a bet. There were two sets of stairs, one on each side of the building and we made a bet. Who ever could make it down their assigned stairwell and up the other's and back to the elevator, won the privilege of being allowed to blue-face* and order the loser to do one thing of their bidding. What's funny is, we are both mild asthmatics. Yeah... we left our inhalers at home. Breathing HURT after that contest.
Ari won and boy was my ego hit... If only I hadn't fallen. After that we put our bathing suits on and went to the pool. We sprayed tanning oil on ourselves and laid down to tan. We were going to tan a bit before we went in the pool, so that way the iciness of the water would feel good rather than freeze us.
"What are you doing?" Ari asked, giggling. I was blowing the tanning lotion spray into the wind and then facing my back to the wind so I could get the spray on my back.
"Spraying my back. And as a wise man once said,'well duh!'" I responded, using my little brother's favorite phrase.
She laughed. " So that's what it was, I thought you thought it was febreeze and you were trying to cover up the smell of a fart."
We both laughed, luckily inner tube man, or anyone else, was not there. I am embarrassed of my laugh, because my mom said it is loud, annoying and like a hyena's. I try not to laugh very often because of that.
"You wrote on yourself again? I thought you hated tattoos." Ari criticized the sharpie drawn pictures on my legs.
"I don't like tattoos because they are forever, sharpie isn't." I said defensively.
"But it's so bad for your skin, you'll get ink poisoning."
"I have been drawing on myself with sharpie for eight years now. Not once have I gotten ink poisoning. Besides, lotion makes it rub off."
I sat down on the pool chair next to Ari, then reclined it. We sat tanning for awhile, but then I began to sweat.
"I'm getting in, you following?" I said, standing up.
"Yeah, sure but your pictures aren't." She laughed, pointing to the chair. There, all the art I had skillfully drawn upon myself, lay printed on the chair. The lotion turned my pictures into stamps. I looked at myself, where the pictures used to be. Clean as a whistle.
"Not fair!" I whined. I guess, that's what I get for using lotion stuff or whatever.
Before I finished preparing myself for the cold water, a group of really tall, really hot guys walked into the pool area. I was wondering who they were, when finally I recognized the albino's face from the group. I screamed in excitement when I also recognized the other faces. Ari pushed me in the water as I began to scream, so it was cut off short.
When I resurfaced I was angry. With my hair clinging to my face and neck and my eyes full of hate and anger, I looked very similar to a drowned cat. I swam to the edge as fast as I could.
"I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" I screamed. The group of guys looked over. My teeth chattered and my fists were clinched as I ran towards Ari, picking her up and throwing her into the pool. Her body hit the water with a slap. This time she was the one screaming.
"Owww! What the tits was that for?!" She screamed at me, climbing out of the pool.
"Throwing me in you bitch!"
"I didn't throw you, I pushed you stupid! And I didn't hurt you in the process!"
"No, but you sure as hell surprised me." I said, lowering my voice, I hadn't meant to hurt her.
"Stop cussing at me!" She continued to shout.
"Nope." I said stubbornly, crossing my arms.
" Yes mon cherié, please be considerate of the others around you and watch your language." One of the blonde guys from the group said, I was angry, so their faces were not as familiar as they were before I was pushed in.
"Excuse moi, je paré Francois. I am not your dear anything." I retorted. The French guy laughed.
" My apologies, I did not mean to offend you." He smiled, grabbing my right hand and kissing my knuckles.
"Shitfuck!" I screamed cradling my right hand to my chest.
"What, what I do?" Said Frenchie.
"Ahhh... I have a bruised knuckle on that hand..." I groaned.
" Ohhh, I am soo-ooo sorry!" He apologized.
"It's fine, you didn't know." I said through my clenched teeth, clutching my hand to my chest until it stopped throbbing.
"Way to go Francis, two apologies in two minutes, it's a record." The albino I recognized first said, clapping 'Francis' on the back. That's when the recognition came back. I gasped.
"F-Francis?" I asked in shock. "As in Francis Bonnefoy?"
"Oui mademoiselle, why do you ask?"
I ignored his question and looked at the others in the group. " Gilbert Belshmedict, Ludwig Belshmedict, Alfred Jones, Matthew Williams, Francis Bonnefoy, and Arther Kirkland." I listed out loud. " Prussia, Germany, America, Canada, France, and England."
"You know us?" Said Gilbert, or Prussia.
"Canada?" My cousin asked, walking over. "Where's Canada?"
I pointed to Matthew. My cousin, after following my finger, ran up to America and hugged him. "I love you Canada!" She squealed.
"Um... " Alfred looked like he was uncomfortable, being hugged by a girl in a wet bathing suit. I giggled, careful not to laugh.
"Ari, that's America. The one with the curly hair and deep blue eyes, is Canada." I told her. She blushed furiously and let go of America and hugged Canada instead.
" Why, no ... How did you get here?" I asked.
" A plane and a car, what are even your citizens stupid America?" England retorted.
I stiffened. He just called me stupid!
I gave him a look from the corner of my eye that looked like 'just wait until the others leave you bastard, and you will pay for that comment'. He caught the look and hid behind his teacup in fear.
"Watch it eyebrows." I threatened aloud. "Too bad Italy isn't here, I think we'd get along very well." I smiled.
"He is, he's just checking us in. Ve vanted to svim before ve vent upstairs." Said Germany.
"Dude, how do you even know us?" America asked, after prying my cousin off his brother.
Gilbird flew from Prussia's shoulder and landed on mine. "Sup Gilbird, yellow as ever you sweet canary." I cooed, pettingde his head underneath his feathers. His feathers proofed and Gilbird closed his eyes in pleasure. He chirped in happiness.
"If Gilbird likes you, then you have to be pretty awesome. Not as awesome as me though." Prussia laughed. " How'd you know where to pet to get him to do that right off the bat?"
"Don't ignore me!" America wailed.
I giggled, " I used to raise birds." I answered Prussia while I grabbed my iPod. I pulled up the first volume of Hetalia I bought from the App Store. I turned my iPod around and showed them.
"Oh mein gott! Japan!" Germany shouted.
"Korea actually created the general idea, and the story line, but Japan helped." I informed. "So, when he says 'hetalia was made in Korea da ze ' you know he won't be lying."
America snickered. I smiled, happy to humor at least one of them.
"So wait... You're all staying in the same room?" Asked Ari.
"No, though I wouldn't mind sharing a bed with Iggy. Ohohohohohon," laughed Francis.
"Go to hell you bloody frog!" Arthur shouted.
"Ugh, and you tell ME not to cuss!" I pouted.
"Ve are going to use ze conference room here for ze vorld conference Monday." Explained Germany. " Ve plan on renting ten rooms, und two countries vill stay in each."
"That's only twenty countries, what about the others? And why this hotel in this particular state, so close to America's Capitol?" Ari asked.
" Unfortunately, zere are only tventy active countries villing to participate in ze meetings. Normally Italy hosts ze conferences, but ze conference building burned down. America offered to host it in his country, and he let Italy choose vhere ve'd have ze meeting. Of course, Italy chose ze hotel zat vas ze closest to an Italian restaurant. In all of America zis hotel is closer to an Italian restaurant zan any other." Germany explained as if he had rehearsed that response several times. Ari shrugged.
"Yyaaaawwwnn~" Prussia fake yawned, completely bored. He ran past me grabbing my hand with the bruised knuckle and dragged me into him. He wrapped his arms around me, gave a battle call of 'cannon ball of awesomeness!' and jumped into the water. I was screaming the whole way. When we came up I was still screaming in pain. In the nine feet I struggled to keep my head above water.
"Vat are you, pussy? Ze vater iz not zat cold you loser." Prussia insulted. I gave him a deadly look, worse than the one I gave England. He red faced and turned his head away.
" I. Have. A. Bruised. Fucking. Knuckle. You ASSHOLE!" I screamed, swimming after him. My younger cousin (younger than Ari) swam a 50meter lap in 8.22 seconds, and I always win when I race against her. I am a fast swimmer. I caught up to Prussia without effort and dunked his head under water.
One thing I noticed while I was struggling to keep my head above water, was hat he was also struggling to keep his head up. He came up sputtering water out his nose and mouth and before he could get a breath, I pushed him back under. Just when I thought Prussia fainted from oxygen loss, he dragged me under water with him and snapped my bathing suit tie. The bottom strap that goes behind my back broke. I had to hold one arm over my chest as I swam up to the surface. I left the pool as fast as i could with my face super red. i ran to the hotel room, that, luckily, wasn't very far from the pool. i changed out of my new ( and now broken) bathing suit into my black bikini. I went back outside and Prussia was just climbing out if the water. I ran like a bull towards him and plowed him into the water. When he swam to the surface I cannon balled in his face, smiling. France joined me, and when Prussia came up he smacked his head like he did to Austria after Prussia had beaten him.
We all then split up into teams and did all sorts of 'awesome' water sports, relay racing, cannon ball contests, Marco polo, categories and my favorite, chicken. America who pert neared with Ari, because Canada wanted to be referee, won most of the games, except for the race and chicken. Prussia and I won those. :)
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