Hey, dudes and other genders! I'm giving you a preveiw to an idea I thought up last night. "Avellino Vienna FelixStowe Anonymous." You'll get it at a later time. Here we go, and if you don't like yaoi, then don't read. Enjoy!

Avellino Vienna Felixstowe Anonymous

By Dinosaurs On The Moon Cookies

Chapter One: The Short One Called August

Character Intro: August

Name: August Paris Gabriello

Age: 13 and a half

Looks: Soft gray hair, red eyes, about 130cm.

Personality: Really reserved at home, but class clown at school.

Other: In 'Avellino Vienna Felixstowe Anonymous' with Leonardo and Noel. Son of Austria and Prussia. Likes to set extremly bad examples for his younger friends, and can play the electric guitar very well, much to his father's dispproval.

Damn, why does it have to be the first day of school? August thought as he slammed his pale hand on his alarm clock, that had been playing some annoying Lady Gaga song. Thank you Dad... He opened his eyes, and managed to adgust them to the dim light flowing through his bedroom window quickly, sitting up in his bed. His room was a fucking huge mess, but he knew how to navigate it easily, unlike his parents. He knew about how his father would keep babblering about how it was a fucking fire hazard, but he frankly didn't give shit.

He got to his closet, and when he opened it, saw that father Austria had put more prissy clothes in there again. Ohmigawd. DAD! He thought as he tossed the uglies out onto the already clothed floor. Then he found the clothes he wanted. A purple t-shirt that had a freaky looking clown on it, light blue jeans, and a pair of purple high-tops. He also added his favorite Paramore jacket with it, and a hat that looked like The Mad Hatter's from 'Alice In Wonderland'. He looked well, he thought to himself as he walked to his own bathroom that connected to his bedroom, and turned on his CD player. The song that began to explode through the room was 'Dirty Little Secret' by the All-American Rejects. He sang to it as he combed his soft gray hair, and as he brushed his teeth(Getting toothpaste allover the mirror).

"Hey! Could you turn down that dammed music?" he heard someone yell into his room, but he paid no mind to it. Everyone told him to turn it down, well...except father Prussia. He was cool with it, as long as it didn't mess up his 'Awsomeness'.

Suddenly, the door was opened and a hand exteneded to turn off the CD player. It was Austria. "HEY! That's my $100 CD play you're about to ruin, pops!" August yelled, turning it off and moving it away from his father's prying hands.

"What did you just call me?" Roderich asked, crossing his arms together, giving the teen a hard glare.

"I called you pops, pops. There something illegal in Austria about calling yo' pops that?" August muttered, putting his toothpaste away and standing in front of him. I see a crappy day coming...

"I won't allow that, August. It's just plain rude, and frankly, it's disgusting in my books."

"Who said you had to have books, huh?"

"I do. Have you not seen my library? Or are you just that lazy?"

That's it. I'm done here. August thought as he wheeled around and stomped out of the bathroom, not wanting anymore of it. He passed his messy room, and out of the door to the hallway, and then he rushed to the kicthen, taking one of Gilbert's waffles, and left the house with out saying goodbye. He was offcially in a really crappy mood.