So this was a text I wrote in my Portuguese class. Basically, everyone would have to write a word in a piece of paper and then we'd exchange and said words would pass around. We had about one minute to include the word in our text. The words in bold are the ones that had to be in the text.
Obviously, it was written in a hurry, but I had fun writing it and decided to post it here. Oh, and I'm not very good with characterisation.
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"You look like a penguin." The Englishman snorted with a look of disgust, but with a small smile blooming in his mouth.
"I would describe myself as more of a 'cumbuca'." The Frenchman laughed and took a sip of his drink as Arthur looked at him puzzled.
"What the bloody hell is that?" Asked the bushy eyebrowed guy.
"I have no idea." Francis said, laughing once again, and as Arthur muttered under his breath "idiot", the Frenchman kept going: "I heard a guy today speaking in a weird language to a guy dressed in a llama costume and he said that word. I thought it was a pretty funny word, so I mentally noted it and… here I am, using it." He smiled broadly.
"Shut your lipids up."
"Are you calling me fat?!" He said, with a slightly outraged tone as a girl with a dress covered by a lantejoula layer passed behind him.
"You need a brain transplant."
"I am a genius, you idiot."
"No, seriously, shut up. Your hysterical words are like rape to my ears."
Francis laughed with simplicity and Arthur stared at him angrily.
"Hi, Francis." An albino passed his arm over the Frenchman's shoulders and smiled. "Caterpillar." He nodded slightly and Arthur glared at him.
"Shut up." Said Arthur.
"I know how I could shut you up." Gilbert said suggestively.
"You can go shove your penis up your ass." The Englishman replied angrily.
"Sporadically, he does that…" Francis remarked in a low voice, receiving a slap from his fair-haired friend.
"Do you have a bloody worm in your brain?" The Englishman asked Francis. "Shut. Up." He said turning brusquely and almost clashing into a table full of drinks and foods, barely sullied his immaculate shirt with a gororoba.
As he turned again in the direction of the two fair-haired men ready to snap at and blame them for almost getting involved in a disaster, Gilbert remarked "You're so indocile…" while Francis said "That was a pretty awesome cagada. Not splashing that gororoba all over your shirt, I mean."
As Arthur opened his mouth to call them bastards, a shout of "LUTERANISM" was heard and Arthur broke his former train of thought to assess how weird those people were. He then looked at the two bad-touching friends and saw that Gilbert was honouring their title and grabbing Francis' ass. He turned once again in loathing and, this time, he bumped into the table and fell all over the food.
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The words that are in Portuguese couldn't be translated. Well, lantejoula could, but I guess it made me happier not to.
Cumbuca: I didn't know what that meant. After writing the text, my friend explained to me that it's a kind of bowl.
Lantejoula: paillette. ( . )
Gororoba: Generic weird, bad-looking food.
Cagada: Literally, it's related to (literal) shit, but it's used mostly to indicate either an awesome thing that happened thanks to luck or a very stupid action. In this case, good think that happened due to a lot of luck.