"Ok, so first you run up to the big oak tree, then around the fountain, jump over that bench and finally back here." the blonde, shoulder length haired Frenchman known as Francis Bonnefoy explained to his two idiotic friends who had decided to race each other around the park to see who was more awesome.
The first competitor was Mathias Kohler a young Danish boy with light blonde gravity defying hair and bright blue eyes. The second competitor was Gilbert Beilschmidt, a Prussian boy with short slivery white hair and blood red eyes. These two boys both thought they were more awesome then the other. Being the idiots they are they decided to race against each other to see who came out on top and was declared King of Awesomeness.
"So Abi, who are you rooting for?" A young Spaniard with short brown hair and green eyes who went by the name Antonio Fernandez Carriedo asked the small brown haired girl as she stood next to him with crossed arms and a small frown upon the face.
"Well Toni, its either going to be my annoying twin brother who will be going on about it for weeks after its finished or my even more annoying best friend who's ego is already the size of Jupiter without the need to win this stupid competition. Honestly the only reason I am here is to laugh if they fall flat on their faces." The blue eyed girl explained.
Antonio had already expected this type answer from his friend as this was her reaction to anything stupid that was happing. Francis had already made his way over to his two friends.
"Come on Abi have a heart, they are most likely doing all this to impress you anyway, show a bit of enthusiasm once in a while" he said squeezing her tightly in his arms. Abi struggled to get away from the over baring Frenchman while the two idiots raced against each other.
The end result was Gilbert winning all because Mathias had run off after tripping over something. The Prussian wouldn't shut up about it all the way to the bar and was contently saying
"I am ze awesome champion" every 30 seconds. He finally shut up when Antonio threated to feed Gilbert pet bird to their friend Heracles many cats. Once they arrived at the bar Gilbert slung his arm over Abi's shoulder.
"Well frau I believe you owe this awesome winner a beer if my memory doesn't deceive me" he reminded her with a smirk present on his face. Abi let out a huge sigh and Gilbert laughed at the confusion on Antonio's face.
"I made a bet with this dumbass here that if he fell over during the race and lost then he would have to buy me a beer but if he won the race then I would have to buy him a beer" Abi explained to the Spaniard. Francis had a giant grin on his face.
"So little miss heartless does have a heart after all" he said happily, ignoring the glare he was receiving from said heartless person. Gilbert tried hard not to let out a laugh.
"Actually Abi couldn't care less about me, her brother or the race, the only reason she agreed to the bet was because she wanted free beer and now that dream is crushed just like in the beer she is about to buy me" He announced as casually as he could.
Antonio, Francis and Abi all had a look of shock upon their faces once Gilbert had finished.
"How did you know that you creep?" Abi asked before punching him in his shoulder. Luckily before she could kick his butt and nearly kill him they were attacked by a strange but loud blonde American Alfred F Jones who already seemed drunk but was just being normal.
"So you boring dudes and dudette aren't we supposed to be getting drunk right at this second?" He asked after jumping on them. Suddenly a smack was heard getting everyone's attention and the American was on the floor cringing in pain. Before anyone could blame Abi a British voice spoke up.
"Alfred you wanker what have I told you about running off like that, I can't take my eyes off you for one minute" Alfred's older brother Arthur Kirkland scolded the American while caressing his sore hand. Alfred gave him a glare that pretty much said 'You're not the boss of me'. An evil grin spread on Abi's face giving everyone looking at her shivers.
"Arthur I'll be happy to slap him this time, just to make sure he doesn't do it again anytime soon" Abi said sweetly. Alfred cringed in fear. Arthur shook his head.
"No I don't think that will be necessary Abi as much as I want it to be, I think just threatening to get you to slap him might just work instead, but if needs be I will ask for your assistance" Arthur replied politely to her.
"Well I'm looking forward to it, you know where I am when the time comes" Abi said, her evil grin becoming more menacing. Alfred quickly hid behind Arthur fearing for his life.
"And back comes evil Abi" Francis sighed still shivering in fear. Abi winked at the petrified Frenchman. Gilbert was getting impatient.
"Are we going up to the counter yet" He asked with an annoyed tone. Abi laughed.
"You just want that beer I owe you don't you dumbass?" She asked putting her hands on her hips. Gilbert nodded so fast that Abi was afraid his head would fly off into the distance. Before she could say anything else Gilbert had grabbed her arm and was dragging her towards the counter, the others following close behind ready to get their own drinks.