Hetalia World Academy W: The Musical
Rated M for language, bad spelling, etc.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Hetalia characters or the musical, The Sound of Music, or any music used this story. The musical was written by Rogers and Hammerstein II about the Von Trapp family during the Anschluss (Annex of Austria to Germany 1938 pre-WWII). I own nothing! Please don't sue. Also please don't steal my story ideas. Thank you!
Warnings: I will be using both country names and their human names. Italy, and S. Italy are genderbent.
A/N: Welcome to my first ever fan-fiction! This story was inspired by my time in high school, even though, the things that happened to Hungary never happened to me...except for the fact that I was in my school's production of the Sound of Music but still, completely different things happened. It's kind of funny where I got this idea. It was musical announcement day (my teacher likes to put up a list of musicals & then crosses off some & then leaves up 3. From that three, one is the musical and then is announced). We were joking around/talking about the musical during lunch. Then my thoughts wondered to Hetalia and I landed on the thought, "OMG Italy as Leisl in the Sound of Music. I wonder if-HOLY FUCKING SHIT-ON-A-STICK!" I turned to my friend saying, "Dude. The musical IS the Sound of Music." "HSLWEQ did that musical 2 years ago though!" She said. "It's going to be the Sound of Music. I know." She then knew from the look on my face that I had an epiphany/psychic vision and agreed with me. Later that day my teacher announced the musical was the Sound of Music. :)
Since I'm in college now I will be very busy but I will try to update this about once a week, so be patient! Enjoy! Don't forget to review!
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~Chapter 1- Musical Announcement!~
Hungary's mind was deep in thought staring out the window wondering when it was going to snow, when all of a sudden Prussia interrupted her train of thought, "Dude, what do you think Austria's going to pick for the next musical?" he said to her spitting food on her blue sweater accidently. Prussia always had a bad habit of talking with food in his mouth. They were both wearing their school uniforms. It was lunch time and Hungary and the gang was eating in the cafeteria. Today was the day Austria, who just got the job of Music Department Head, was going to announce what the musical was going to be.
"God Gil, say it, don't spray it! You got food on my good sweater!" Hungary said trying to get the chunks of potato chips off of it, "You're so damn lucky I don't have my frying pan with me today!"
"Keeshehehehe! Like, you would hit me in school!" Prussia laughed. WACK! "OW!" Prussia just got wacked upside the head by the angry Hungarian and was now on the ground gripping his head trying to get back on the chair.
"Amigo, I think it's going to be Westside Story!" Spain chimed in while laughing at the fact that Prussia spit on her and got wacked.
"No, you just want it to be zat because zey look for lots of Spanish speakers!" France of course had to comment, "If anyzing, it's Sweeny Todd!" They all gave France a look that said really now? It's Austria, what the fuck is wrong with you. "What? Everyone is entitled to zer own opinion! Cherie, didn't Austria tell you what ze musical was going to be? I mean, you two are lovers now," France asked Hungary.
"He didn't tell me…we haven't really been talking that much to each other lately. He's been really busy with work I guess," Hungary replied feeling depressed about the whole him staying late at work thing.
"Pssh, that's easy to believe. That pansy pounding on the piano so much that he forgets to talk to his own damn girlfriend," Prussia said trying to change the subject by making fun of Austria, "But what the fuck do you think the musical is going to be?" Prussia was back on his chair by this point and shaking Hungary to get the answer out of her.
"STop, FUcking, Shaking me and I'LL TELL YOU!" Prussia stopped with the shaking. "…It's going to be the Sound of Music," she replied finally.
"BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" all the Bad Touch Trio cackled at the answer. "Seriously? There's no way Eli! Haha! I'm with Antonio on this one. There's no way he's that much of a pansy!" Prussia snorted.
"Vee!~" Italia overheard them, "I agree with Hungary! The hills are alive with the sound of … PASTAAA!~" Italia forgot the word so she replaced it with pasta. Yum!
Hungary was glad Italia agreed with her. Italia was pretty good at predicting what the musical was going to be. This gave her a brilliant thought, "Okay then, why don't we bet on it! I bet you 25 dollars that it's the Sound of Music!" As she said this she rummaged through her blue purse for her wallet and finds it. She slams 25 dollars on the table. All three of the Bad Touches stopped cackling.
"I want in on this bet!" France slammed down 25 dollars on the table on top of Hungary's.
"Same here Amigos!" Spain slams down the money.
"Mein Gott, why am I the only one who is always broke!" Prussia said trying to get out of the bet.
Hungary couldn't believe him she held out a pen, "What are you chicken? Write an IOU one favor!" There was no reaction out of him as he returned to eating his potato chips momentarily. Hungary took drastic measures; there's no why he's backing down on this, "HEY EVERYONE PRUSSIA'S BACKING DOWN ON A-!" Prussia quickly grabbed Hungary's elbow with his right hand turning her toward him and covered her mouth with his left. This action left their faces only inches apart.
"Fine, I'll take you up on your bet. Even though, I know I'm going to win," Prussia said in a husky voice tone staring Hungary straight in the eyes. Hungary started to blush, 'Since when did Prussia start looking so handsome? SNAP THE FUCK OUT OF IT GIRL! YOU ALL READY HAVE A BOY! AND THIS IS GILBERT!' Prussia removed his hands and grabs the pen from Hungary's hand and a piece of paper. "There I.O.U. one favor," Prussia said as he slammed the piece of paper into the pile.
"RIIIIIIIING!" the bell rang. "Italia, can you hold onto the bet money until the musical announcement for us?" Hungary asked.
"Vee!~ Okay!" Italia grabbed the bet money and put it in her bag.
"Keeshehehe! I'm so going to win that bet!"
"Pssh, yeah right! Come on Gil we got to get to Chorale!" Hungary said nudging Prussia.
"See? They have unresolved sexual tensions with each other!" France whispered to Spain.
Spain, "Okay now I believe you. If they don't end up randomly in a bed with each other by the end of this year man-,"
"I know right?"
They all walked fast to the choir room. They had only 2 minutes till the bell. Prussia got to the door first and opened it for Hungary, "Lady first."
"Oh, now you're being nice to me?" Hungary replied. She entered the room. Strangely they were the first students in the room. Since no one else was in there but the close friends, while the Bad Touch was getting settled, Hungary snuck up behind Austria, who was pounding away on the piano, and put her hands over his eyes. "Guess who?"
Austria stopped playing and lend back onto Hungary, "Lieben, you know how I hate it when you sneak up on me," he replied as she removed her hands from his eyes, he smiled. She bent down to kiss his forehead. Prussia caught eye of this and clenched his teeth. France and Spain giggled like school girls when they saw Prussia's reaction. Poland who just set his stuff down turned around just in time to see Switzerland glaring at the couple. "He is like, so up to something." When Hungary was done talking to her boyfriend she went to her seat which was in the third row between Canada (who?) and France. "RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!" the bell rang and class has begun.
"Good Afternoon class. Today's announcements are, musical announcement after classes' today-," Austria was interrupted by Prussia and Poland who shouted, "FINALLY!" Prussia high-fived Poland afterward, the class was laughing at their outburst.
"Thank you very much Gilbert and Felix. And we will be working on a new piece for the Winter Concert after break called "Laudate Pueri"," he continued handing Switzerland, who was seated in the front row, music to pass out, "but before we begin I have new voice part assignments for a number of people. Elizabeta you will now be singing first soprano, Vash you will be singing mezzo-soprano, What's-your-name (Canada) will be singing tenor, and Gilbert you'll singing bass. Now switch." They all switch spots with each other (since they are in the honor's choir they sit in mixed formation). Hungary was now standing next to Prussia and Poland in the front row. "Fuck yeah! I have both of my best friends next to me! This is going to be great!" Hungary thought.
"We will be working on this if we have time at the end of the final. So, I except everyone to learn it for when we get back from break." He stared passing out the final, "You have one hour to complete this good luck."
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...After Class...
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"Professor Edelstein, can I talk to you?" Switzerland said interrupting Hungary and Austria's conversation.
"Sure," Austria turns to Hungary, "I'll talk to you after your break. Your friends have been waiting long enough for you." Austria kisses Hungary on the check. Switzerland scowls a bit at her as she left the room. "So, Vash what do you want to talk about?" Austria asked.
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…Meanwhile…
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"Hey, Eli, Gil, wait up!" Poland said ran after them. Poland was wearing a trench coat, leather gloves and a bunny scarf-hat. He finally caught up to them, "Did any of you guys notice how Vash was giving Roderich dirty looks in class today?" They were all walking outside about to enter the campus café. Hungary had her cute gray pea coat on with pink earmuffs and a pink scarf to match. Prussia was wearing his leather jacket with a checkered red scarf, leather gloves and white earmuffs. Even though it was December and no snow was on the ground, it was freezing.
"Seriously? I didn't even notice," Hungary replied. 'Weird. Why would he do that? I thought he liked Austria.'
"I don't think that he was frowning at Austria, I think that he was scheming something," Prussia replied.
"That's what I was thinking! …But what would he be scheming about?" Poland said concerned.
"He's trying to steal Roderich and keep him all for himself! Bwahahaha!" they all busted up laughing at what Hungary said. They entered the warm café. The scent of coffee assaulted their senses. The café wasn't that crowded because some classes were still going on. They chose a booth by the window to sit down at. "Hey look! It's starting to snow!" Hungary said in excitement staring out the window.
"Yay! Maybe we can have a snowball fight this weekend after all!" Poland said.
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…Meanwhile…
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"Elizabeta is cheating on you," Switzerland lied, "She's has been for 2 weeks. I thought that you should know."
Austria's smile faded from his face. It turned into a frown, "With whom? How do you know? And why are you telling me this now?" Switzerland's plan was working.
"I saw her kissing a guy two weeks ago and again during lunch. I couldn't recognize him. I was going to tell you sooner but at first I thought she was play the pocky game so I let it slide." 'Sucker.'
"Thank you for telling me Vash." Switzerland left the room bearing a smile on his face. 'Step 1, complete! MWAHAHAHAHA!' 'Why did she cheat on me?'
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…1 hr Later the Choir Room…
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"Has anyone seen Italia? Like, a bet is at stake here people!" Poland shouted. The Choir room was jammed pack with people waiting for the musical announcement. The room was so packed that Poland and Hungary shared a seat!
Moments later, there was a shout from the hallway. "NEIN! NEIN! NEIN! I DON'T WANT TO TRY OUT FOR THE MUSICAL!" in walked in Italia and Japan dragging a very angry Germany.
"But doitsu!~ We don't even know what the musical is yet!" Italia said trying to persuade the German into trying out.
"Keeshehehehe! West what do you have stage freight or something?" Prussia teased. Germany yanked out of Italia and Japan's hold.
"Nein, I have no stage freight! I can't dance!" Germany said still angry at Italia for dragging him into the room. Germany, Italia, and Japan were in their uniforms for school. They just came from their band class. Prussia was laughing even more at Germany's insecurities.
Hungary walked up behind Prussia and smacked him upside the head making him loss balance again almost making ran into the wall. "Gil, don't be so mean to your little brother! Sigh, West the audition isn't today. He's just announcing it. After he announces the musical is when he posts the signup sheet and you sign up for the audition!" Hungary said trying to claim the angry man. It worked. Germany gave Hungary a 'thank you for smacking him' look and smiled.
"Vee~ I feel like I'm forgetting something…" Italia thought out loud.
"Cherie, you do have the bet money right?" France asked her making her remember.
"What bet?" Japan asked curious.
"ITALIA! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NO MORE GAMBLING!" Germany scowled.
"Vee!~ I'm not betting! I'm holding on to Hungary's bet money! I swear I wasn't betting! Only Romana bets now! Please don't hurt me!" Italia said in a panic waving a white flag.
"Hahaha! Hungary's having a betting pool for what the musical is going to be? Why didn't I think of that?" America said overhearing what Italia said, "Can I join the betting pool?"
"You wanker, you have no money and you are certainly not using mine!" England said pulling America's ear.
"Why didn't you bet zen Angleterre? Or are you scared that you might lose?" France said trying to piss England off enough to get him to bet.
"You're on, you frog! How much is the bet anyway?"
"25 bucks," Hungary stated.
England pulled out his wallet and handed the money to Hungary, "I bet that it's going to be Westside Story!"
Austria walks into the room with a laptop in hand. Everyone sits down and quietly waits. It's odd how much discipline Austria had in his own class room, not including Prussia of course. Italia sits next to Germany on the floor of the over packed room with the jack pot for the bet in her hands. Austria walked over to the projector and plugged in his laptop. The projector screen was pulled down in the front of the choir room and he then walked over to the very front of the class.
"Sorry I'm late but better late than never! Many of you have been wondering what the musical is going to be for the past two months. I'm going to give you guy's one last hint before I announce the musical. That hint is 'stand up for what you believe in'. I think those of you who have guessed it know what it is now. So, without further adieu, I shall now reveal the musical. LIGHTS!" Austria yelled the last part to Switzerland who happened to be standing by the light switch, "Drum roll please!" Everyone patted their knees in a drum roll like fashion. He clicked play button on the laptop, the drum roll stopped. It then proceeded to play the trailer of The Sound of Music. Everyone started cheering about the good news, except for Prussia. He was mad that he both lost the bet and now had to do any favor Hungary wishes him to do. Italia happily handed the bet money to Hungary. "Now on your way out, on the table outside are your audition packets and scripts. On the door in the hallway is the audition sign-up sheet. I hope to see you all at auditions! Have a lovely winter break!"
It seems like everyone was exiting the room at once, almost trampling Austria. "How the hell did you fucking know?" Prussia practically screamed at Hungary who was grabbing them both packets.
"It's Roderich aka. Austria! Believe it or not, The Sound of Music takes place in Austria. And it's about standing up for what you believe in. Duh!" Hungary said smiling as she signed both their names up in the same audition slot.
"Whatever, I still say you hustled me!" Prussia said pouting. Hungary shook her head, "Which part are you going to try out for anyway?"
Prussia glanced at the first page of the audition packet in his hands. It listed the roles for the characters on there. "Hmm… I don't know maybe the role of Rolf, possible Captain von Trapp. I guess it depends on which audition song is more suited for my voice. What about you?"
She responded right away, "I'm trying out for either Maria or Liesl. After all, I am a rebel! And there is no way that I would make a good nun." Prussia laughed, that couldn't have been truer.
They were both about to walk out the door. Prussia zippered his jacket and put on his ear-muffs. Suddenly, his cell phone went off, it was a text from Germany, 'I took the car. Feli wanted me to take her to this new smoothie shop. I might be home late, so hang out with Elizabeta or something since I have the keys.' 'Ugh. As much as I like Eli I'm so fucking tired from finals right now!' Prussia thought as he texted Germany back, 'Seriously hate you for taking my keys now.' "Sigh… Hey, West left already to take Feli somewhere. Can I get a ride from you?" Prussia asked Hungary mad at Germany for abandoning him at the school and hoping that Hungary will let him hangout at her place once they get there.
"Ha! Those two are sooo a thing! Yeah sure I can give you a ride; after all, our apartment is next to each other," Hungary said commenting on their earlier conversation about the relationship status of the pair. Hungary re-buttoned her pea coat and put on her earmuffs. Then she realized her purse was missing, "Wait here. I think I left my purse in the Choir room." She took off her earmuffs and ran to the room down the hallway.
She opened the door and immediately she saw her blue bag lying on the floor. She quietly snuck in took the bag and started to walk out but then she noticed Austria sitting at his desk staring off into space as if something was wrong. Then she started walking toward him instead. He didn't even notice she was there. She set her hand lightly on his right shoulder, "Honey, what's wrong? Aren't you happy that you finally got that over with?"
Austria placed his left hand on her hand and messaged the bridge of his nose with his right hand. "Elizabeta. We need to talk."
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A/N: Cliff hanger! bum, Bum, BUM!
Will they break up?
What's Switzerland up to?
Will Germany tryout?
Are Italia and Germany going out?
Will the sexual tensions be resolved?
What happened to the penguins? …Oh wait wrong story! XD
What madness will ensue? Find out next week same time, same place! Tootles!
-HistoryArtisan