Hi! Thanks for clicking on this fanfiction! Well, this first chapter is complete crap. I just wanted to get this posted, and be able to tell people what will happen with this fanfiction. You guys can send in your requests for certain pairings or characters, and I'll post a chapter about their day in preschool. Yes, even pairings I'm COMPLETELY against! (Like.. FrUK and Franada and Pruhano.) I promise that they will be longer and better than this chapter. I know I can write so much better than this piece of crap chapter. Oooh! If you have a storyline request for a chapter with a certain pairing or character, I'll do that too!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hetalia!
"Come on, Arthur," The tall woman squatted in front of her son, holding her hand out in front of him, "Give me your toy. You can have him back when I come pick you up."
"Mummy..." The toddler whined, holding his soft rabbit plushie to his chest closely, "Nu-Uh. Minty needs to stay with me." Tears were in Arthur's eyes. He desperately wanted to keep Minty with him.
"There's stuffed bunnies in the playroom, Arthur," Said the accented German man watching the mother and son. His long blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail, "And there's other children you can play with. What if you leave Minty somewhere and can't find him? You don't want to lose Minty."
It was Arthur Kirkland's first day at World Preschool. His mum told him not to bring his stuffed animals, but the boy had hidden his favorite, Minty, inside of his unicorn backpack. Arthur had made the mistake of pulling Minty out if the unicorn in the car. Mum was less than pleased.
"Arthur, I promise I'll feed Minty and play with him at work." She held onto the plushie's soft, green ear, "I'm going to be late."
The British boy sniffled and kissed the green rabbit's plastic eye. Slowly he handed his 'friend' over to his mum. The brunette woman smiled kissed her son's forehead.
"Thank you, love." She said softly, "Have fun at preschool." Arthur's mum stood up and walked out to her car. The tall German took Arthur's hand and took him into the playroom.
When the German told him to have fun and let go of his hand, Arthur immediately ran over to the pile of stuffed animals. He frantically searched for one that caught his eye. There was a white polar bear that Arthur seemed drawn to. The toddler picked it up and hugged it close to his chest.
"Hey! Are you new?" A loud boy sat down next to Arthur and looked at the stuffed bear, "That's Mattie's favorite toy! His name's Kumajirou!"
Arthur tried to ignore the American boy. He truly wanted to be left alone right now. Just him and his substitute for Minty.
"Were you crying?" The American poked Arthur's red cheek and examined his wet eyes.
Arthur nodded.
The loud boy huffed and stood up, putting his hands on his hips, "Did Ivan say something mean? I hate Ivan! He made Toris cry yesterday!"
"N-No," Arthur piped up, petting Kumajirou's soft fur, "Mummy didn't let me bring Minty."
"Is that all?" The boy laughed, "Man, you're such a baby! I'm Alfred!"
Arthur scooted away from Alfred a bit, "I'm Arthur."
A bell was heard and toddlers started to run inside, screaming and laughing. Arthur stood up and Alfred grabbed his hand, running into a room adjacent from the playroom. Along the way, Arthur dropped Kumajirou, and the polar bear was picked up by a blonde boy with wavy hair.
.~.
All the children were sitting around a big circular carpet in the other room. When Arthur looked closer, he realized the carpet had the design of the world. He took his seat on the blue ocean water, in between Alfred and the boy who picked up Kumajirou. Arthur guessed that was the Matthew boy Alfred talked about.
"Buon giorno, children!" A man with a stubbled chin and curly hair stepped into the room.
All the children glanced at each other, not knowing what their teacher just said.
"Buon giorno, Nonno!" The younger of the two Italian brothers spoke above the silence. His older brother, who was sitting next to him, hit his brother's arm.
"He means 'good morning.' Buon giorno is 'good morning' in Italian." The man with the long blonde hair followed after the Italian man.
"Ohhh!"
"I get it, Mr. Rome!"
"B-Bun g-girno, da-kaze!"
Mr. Rome chuckled and picked the Korean boy up into his arms, "Buon giorno, Yong Soo."
Yong Soo giggled and pressed his small hands onto Mr. Rome's chest, repeating what his teacher had just said.
Arthur sighed and ran his hands along the blue carpet. The blonde man, who Arthur later found out was named Mr. Germania, made Mr. Rome set Yong Soo down on the world rug and hushed the class.
.~.
"Hey, Artie."
Arthur took a bite of his carrot and looked over at Alfred, who was sitting next to him. The class had just gotten out of their storytime with Mr. Rome and Mr. Germany. They were at their lunch break now with Mrs. Greece and Ms. Egypt.
"What, Alfred?" Arthur blinked his big, green eyes at Alfred.
"Are we friends?"
Arthur swung his feet back and forth. Alfred had been one of the few kids here that have talked to him so far, actually. He and Matthew chatted a bit after storytime, and a stupid French frog, named Francis or something, came up to Arthur and offered him a dandelion he said he was 'giving away to all the pretty English boys.'
"I guess so," Arthur shrugged, "Just don't talk so loud around me."
"Yes!" Alfred cheered, "You can be my sidekick, since I'm the hero! We'll rescue pretty girls like Ms. Egypt and Mrs. Greece!"
Arthur rolled his eyes and looked over at Alfred's lunchbox. His eyes landed on the pudding cup. Alfred noticed this and looked over at Arthur's lunch.
"I'll trade you my pudding cup for your juice box." Alfred offered.
Arthur smiled, for the first time of that day. If he had a friend like Alfred that would gladly trade him chocolate pudding for a juice box, maybe he wouldn't need to bring Minty to preschool.
"Gladly."
…Now that I reread this chapter, I'm kind of tempted to rewrite it. XD
I also think it's cute how I made the kids call all the teachers 'Mr. Rome' and 'Ms. Egypt.' Those aren't their real names, but it just adds to the story, yes?