Summer, a time of relaxing and no worries… Or running away from Natural disasters, like Hurricanes, Tornados, Summer Storm… you know, depends on where you live and the tropical situation. The Majority's option, hitting the beach for whatever you prefer – Sun bathing, checking out people, taking a swim in the ocean. Some may prefer Swimming pools or visiting Exotic islands and/or countries, while the Minority chooses to go camping or go to summer school, have a summer job… anyways…
Birds chirp merrily as they start to wake up, getting their vocal chords ready for the songs they will sing harmoniously along with the rest of nature. Normally, this would be a magnificent moment, along with seeing how the sun dramatically rises and wakes up the rest of the world along with it; though not everybody is a morning person: Alfred F. Jones, an American with dirty blonde hair and sky blue eyes, Gilbert Beilschmidt, an albino that proclaims to come from Prussia, and Feliciano Vargas, a cheery Italian with auburn hair and eyes closed most of the time, falling into that category. Even while camping along with their friends. "Those three never wake up on time, do they?" Yao, a Chinese with brown hair tied into a ponytail and brown eyes, asks; sweat dropping as he is cooking breakfast. The rest of his friends shake their heads as Alfred's and Gilbert's snoring was heard as a faint background noise.
Summer camp, to put it simple, was a nice change of scenery. Though it's more likely a vocation trip rather than a summer camp; a nice beach house in Honolulu, a few kilos away from civilization. Not camping in the woods with tents, isolated from the rest of the world… more or less. "Let's wake them up" Ludwig, a German with blonde hair and ice blue eyes, sighs, laying down his news paper on the table. "No, wait!" Geena, a Singaporean with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, stops him, as a few turn their heads toward her. "Let's punish them, by pouring down cold water on them! Like that they won't over sleep again!" She suggests, clapping her hands together. A few nods go around before Francis, a blonde French man with blue eyes, got a bucket from under the sink. "Are you sure about it?" He asks, only earning nods from the others. Turning the tap on, he puts the bucket down into the sink and let the water flow in. As the bucket was filled to the brim, he carefully turns the tap off, and picks up the bucket. Eyes trained on him as he sneaked his way to the three sleeping and lifting the bucket above his head once he reached them.
"Now!" They all whisper before Francis poured down the water in the bucket, making the three snap their eyes open immediately and scramble of the bed. "Geez, you could politely ask us to wake up" Alfred says, shaking of the water from his body. "Hehe, my fault" Geena admits childishly, smiling softly. Alfred looks at her before pouting. "Good part is you don't have to go take a shower now" Arthur, a self proclaimed gentle men from England with messy blonde hair and green eyes, says, leaning at the door frame. Giggles and chuckles came from the group, before they went back to the kitchen and resume where they left off. Gilbert only rolled his red eyes, crossing his arms. "You're supposed to be on my side, Francis!" He then fakingly accuses Francis, a smirk on his face. "Sorry. But you do know, you have to return home today." Francis says, reminding Gilbert. "In about 30 minutes, actually" he adds, before walking out of the room. Feliciano sat on the floor like the other 2, unsure of what to do. Questionly he looks around before getting up and walking to the Kitchen.
"Bye, Gillisbergh~ See you soon!" Geena waved at him, smiling while having her arm hooked with Matthew, a Shy Canadian with blonde hair and violet eyes who happens to be Alfred's brother. "Stop calling me like that" Gilbert yells back, before waving to the rest of his friends. "Enjoy yourselves, the awesome I have to go solve some unawesome problems now!" he said before climbing into the taxi and closing the car door.
As the taxi drives out of eye sight, they all look at each other's before making a mad dash into the house, jumping on top of each other and reaching for the remote. "HAH!" Arthur smiles victoriously, turning the TV on and changed to TLC. As some pout at their loss, others got comfortable on the couch, armchair and floor. "Uhhh~ Look: Fiji" Geena says dreamily, as the program went on. "Please change the channel" Kiku, a japanese with black hair and dark brown eyes, asks, his eyes looking at him depressed. Arthur nodded before changing the channels to AXN, lifting up the atmosphere in the room. Geena pouts, crossing her arms and leaning back. "Hey, has someone seen Ivan?" Ludwig asks suddenly, before everyone looked around franticly – except for Alfred. "He's probably sleeping. Or doing other stuffs" He says bored.
"Nope" Ivan answers with his childish smile on his face. Ivan is a Russian and has platinum hair and violet eyes, a bit darker than Matthews. "It looks like a storm is coming" He adds, closing the sliding glass door behind him. The rest of the afternoon, it was spend in front of the TV watching.
Ivan was right; there was a storm coming: A heavy one, too. Just as the storm hits the island, the power was cut. "Aww" some whine as the TV abruptly turned off: the only noises where the wind, rain splashing down the window, porch, roof and everything else. "So bored" Alfred says, laying flat on his stomach along with Feliciano "Why does it have to rain? I wanted to go to the beach, Veh" Feliciano pouts, rolling around childishly.
"I feel sorry for them" Geena smiles sympathetically, covering her mouth with her hand as some look over at the two. "How so?" Yao asks, not convinced. "We still have things we can do, while they lie around there with nothing" she responses, holding her hot choco cup in her other hand. "Still…" Yao trails off, looking at them once again. Lightning strikes, startling a few as the thunder rings a few seconds later, others internally laughing at them.
After some time, the storm has finally calmed down, letting electricity return to every house hold and stuff. "Yay, lights" Alfred cheered, jumping up on his feet. Just right after that, something weird appeared in the sky. And every human being, animal even, curiosity won the best of all of them; they went out to the beach and looked up into the sky. "What is that?" Ludwig asks, squinting his eyes. If he isn't mistaken, those things are closing into them. While everybody shrugs, Ludwig confirmed his suspicions; those weird things are closing in to them. "I think we should backup" He says, walking backwards while others question his motives. Until they understood why, it was too late. The weird things crashed into the ground, creating dust to fly into the air, preventing them to see for a moment.
"What was that?" Matthew asks in between coughs. "No idea" Ivan replies as the dust disappears, letting them see once again. At the ground, where those things crashed in, lie 10 weird oval shaped devices in various colours in front of everybody. "Odd" Ludwig murmurs under his breath, picking up the device. His was blue. "Look, they look so weird" Feliciano says cheerfully as ever, holding a light green one in his hands. One after another, they start to pick up the devices, inspecting it closely by their own eyes.
"This is so cool" Alfred grins ear to ear, holding his orange device with both hands, trying to believe that this is real. Kiku held a gray one while he looks at it curiously. Yao had a violet one, though he wasn't even pay attention to it: He was looking at the others devices. "It's weird though" Geena says quietly, comparing hers with Matthew. Hers was Pink while his was deep green. "Yeah: these colours must have some important role in this" He adds, before looking at Ivan who held a purple one in his hand. "I like it" Ivan says, closing his eyes and putting the device into his pocket. "I don't know about this…" Francis trails off, inspecting every inch of the weird magenta device while Arthur stares at his own red one absent mindedly. "I get a feeling today will only get weirder" Ludwig declares, looking up from the device as streams of light cascade on them. "And I was right" He sighs, before looking up. The light streams created the illusion as if they were under water. He closed his eyes, somehow not hearing anything else but the swaying of the waves, as they calmly wash upon shore and wash back down the sea. For a moment he wanted to open his eyes, see if there was really water at his feet or not. For some reason, he swore he felt water, before blacking out to nothing…
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