Chapter 2: In which the two main characters learn more about each other.

Gilbert had to admit, the kid he just spent was one of the cooler ones he had just met. And if he was right, he was going to have fun with him from now on.

He was hanging out with Roderich , Antonio and Francis today in a sort of Boys Night Out. Well, it wasn't really Boys Night, considering the fact that they were at Roderich's condominium, the one he'd shared with his girlfriend, Elizaveta , and Elizaveta was there. While three out of the four guys weren't really that cranky about the idea, Gilbert was a bit disgruntled. How does someone not get the meaning of Boys Night ! Grumbling slightly, he got up from the table to grab a beer from the fridge. Elizaveta, who knew somewhat what Gilbert was thinking about, grinned at him from the dinner table, frying pan in hand, a victory sign on the other.

Gilbert , who knew that those who made hand gestures without any sound effects whatsoever were just plain lamers,( unlike him, cool, awesome, and much more snarkier than anyone else.) , smirked. Elizaveta, who was a childhood best friend of his, was great to irritate, and fun to scare, and he knew that her relationship with Roderich would be one which would last for a long while. Smiling slightly, he then turned to regard the two other participants of Boys Night.

Antonio Carriedo was a young , 25 year old Spanish teacher who had a certain charisma that unfortunately bordered on naivety and silliness. The man was close to Gilbert, having made friends with him on the first day of school. The best part was he too also lived nearby, living in the Vargas Residence as the Principal needed a sort of caretaker to look after the twins while he was at work. Antonio was the perfect candidate due to several reasons : 1) as a teenager, he had babysitted the Vargas twins along with Roderich , so he knew what they were like. 2) Antonio was rather good at bull fighting back in Spain, so would be able to take whatever troubles that came on to him head on easily and 3) Both Feliciano and Lovino liked Antonio, especially Lovino.

It was a win-win situation. Antonio loved the twins, and thus taking care of them was no chore and more of fulfilling his request in life, and he had Friday nights off, which meant that he could come over for Boys Night.

The French kid, Francis Bonnefoy was another story. To be frank, Gilbert didn't understand just how it was that he had managed to even make friends with the boy in the first place. Francis was younger than the rest of them, being 18 while the rest were at least 6 years older , and he was in Ludwig's class, making him Roderich's history student . However, the young man had a certain charm that managed to make him older beyond his youthfulness, and hung out with them often. Antonio liked him well enough, and Gilbert admitted, Francis was a funny individual. Thus , Francis was often invited out with the other three , and often when Roderich was not around, the three others were always hanging out, whether in each other's houses, or at CHIJMES, where there were nice bars and cafes around . It was great having them around, as it meant that all three of them went out drinking together and got up to much mischief.

If only that blonde boy he'd met this morning was there too.

Matthew was enjoying himself. Sort of.

While he would rather be curled up on the window seat in his house reading with Kumajiro curled up at his feet, the fact was, Alfred's friends were actually quite a funny bunch.

Firstly, there was Arthur Kirkland, a young British boy who had blonde hair, glowing green eyes which were offset by bushy eyebrows that resembled wings. While he wouldn't say that his features were considered god like, the combination of such features made his face rather warm and friendly. Not that he was overtly friendly when he shook hands with Matthew. In fact , he had been polite , and has asked if he was enjoying Singapore. But when Alfred had greeted Arthur with a friendly " Hey, haven't shaved those eyebrows yet?" the politeness had disappeared, replaced by a fire in his eyes that spoke " agitation because of the blonde boy in front of me" and went to call him " gitface". After watching a whole evening of such a show, Matthew was convinced that it was a daily ritual that had to be completed. Besides, he knew when Alfred liked someone, and Arthur had that gleam in his eye, that hinted of embarrassment, sweetness, amusement and exasperation all at the same only both of them could actually see that.

Then there was Ludwig Bellischimdt, who had a stern appearance to him, registered in his slicked back blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, black t –shirt with an iron cross pendant and neatly ironed jeans on top of black polished leather high tops. When Matthew, partly out of fear and embarrassment, mentioned the fact that his name was the same as the weird principal's assistant's , Ludwig had turned to look at him with an exasperated look on his face, saying" He didn't give you any trouble, did he? I apologize for my brother."

As Matthew reeled from the shocking revelation that there was a family connection between two totally different individuals, the brunette next to him giggled and said, " That's okay, everybody gets that reaction ."

Said Brunette was the same brunette whose pasta Kumajiro had tried to eat that afternoon, the Italian, who had introduced himself as Feliciano Vargas, who Alfred had said was one of the grandsons of the Principal of Hetalia. The young boy apparently bore no pride nor any boastfulness of the fact, saying that " Roma –ji Chan" was funny and always played hide and seek with them. The young boy had also evidently remembered him, as he looked at him closely and said, " I know you, the one with the very smart bear!"

" Yes, thank you for not pressing charges, Kumamoto likes to eat a lot, lord knows I feed him all the time...."

" Don't worry! Pasta is meant to be shared with everyone! Along with Gelato, pizza, cannoli...."As the boy rattled on, Matthew took in the boy's appearance. Warm auburn hair , with a touch of chocolate to it, and a curl that curled out from the right side. It framed golden brown eyes, which had dazed look on them, and he kept waving his hands out in a whirlwind fashion, occasionally toning down with a reminder from the stern boy next to him. The Italian did not seem affected by such, instead going off to hug Ludwig, earning a spluttering, red faced Ludwig trying to push him off as" there were people watching."

Kiku Honda was next, and to Matthew, he was the epitome of Japanese Culture. Quiet and shy, the young Japanese boy with the beautiful eyes had his eyes down and kept bowing to him whenever possible. Matthew realized that he was also very modest as a person, as when Matthew mentioned the wonders of Tokyo that he had seen when he was on a trip there, the young boy blushed and thanked him for such compliments, though it was unwarranted . Alfred had said before they went out that," You'll like old Honda, very quiet kid, just like you sometimes!"

The girl next to him, who laughed at Kiku, said, " Kiku, your country is a great country, and beautiful too, not compared to Singapore, of course. " Turning to face Matthew, the young girl offered a hand out, saying, " The name's Leona. Leona Lee."

Leona was not what Matthew had expected. When told that Leona Lee was born and raised in Singapore, Matthew who had read up on Singapore history as well as the biography of one of the fathers of the country, Lee Kuan Yew, had conjured up a picture of a young, Chinese girl who was highly quiet, played by the rules and was always in favour of the government. That however was not to be so with dear Leona. Firstly, she was a dark skinned girl , tiny considering her height and weight , childlike in looks , as she had almond eyes, a golden brown in colour. Alfred had explained that Leona was actually Eurasian, her father having been a Chinese – Indian mix , while her mother was a Malay-Eurasian. This explained the girl's exotic looks, her eyes, her glossy black hair and her way of moving her hands when she spoke..Secondly, considering her petite form, Matthew was surprised to find that she was capable of raising her voice whenever possible, as she had when she yelled as someone had grabbed her ass. The resulting two cracks from the guy's wrist when she had twisted it and when she had picked up a spiky, large green fruit (" The durian" , Alfred had said helpfully when Leona had thrown it.) and thrown at his head had Matthew slightly fearful of the girl's sudden change in mood, not helped when she got back to her chair and smiled angelically at Matthew. The girl was also a splendid orator, having engaged in Arthur on a few debates regarding government and policies in both UK and Singapore, which made Matthew dizzy for a bit as his head kept whipping left and right to watch both debaters fight their arguments out. It was generally agreed by all that Leona was a very smart kid, who had made informed viewpoints of situations in Singapore and all over the world, but due to various reasons aka her parents, was forced not to proclaim all of them out loud , instead having to resort to debating . It was also known that she and Arthur were known as the best speakers during the Inter School Debate Championships, having helped their school clinch a first in the " Debating Leagues"

Lastly was a young Hong Kong boy, by the name of Wong Xing Chi , but who went by the moniker of Donald Wong. Donald was a quiet kid, generally rather peaceful and content to watch the debate run, but also at times putting in his own view point. It was seen that Donald was a bit of a mad scientist, being one who experimented with explosives, especially those of firecrackers. He also spoke with a bit of a British accent, using some combination of Cantonese with British slang, which was a bit confusing for Matthew at times.

So , it was to Matthew one of the most diverse and craziest groups of people he had ever met, yet also the group which he thought were one of the funniest and friendliest groups .

If only that silver haired guy he'd met this morning was there too....

" How was class, Antonio?"

"Ai, my lessons would be more bueno if the young Lovino would be more receptive towards my lessons. All he does in my class is eat pizza, nap on the table and flirt with the girls around him. It is not conducive for lessons!"

" Hmph, I do admit the elder Vargas has a tendency to not concentrate on lessons when needed. Yet, I do see that he has been working harder in that subject than he has in my History class."

" Is that the reason why you kicked him to my class, Roderich?"

" Now, Antonio, I simply recognized the benefits of having Lovino understand the subtleties of learning the language of Spain to his wellbeing. After all, it is rather similar to Italian. He should be able to understand it easier."

" Heh, that means that he wanted less stress in his history class!'

" Gilbert!"

" Hey, Lovino Vargas is tres bien! I wish that he was in my classes, yet the young one never seems to be happy when I come to him explaining the wonders of amour!"

"No Risqué behaviour at the table, Francis. Anyway, I thought your latest conquest was that young Eurasian?"

" That young French-Chinese man? Sigh, he has gone off with that young girl that represented Miss World in this country."

"That kid is lucky . Hey, Specs, maybe if you dumped Crazy Bitch over there, you might be able to actually score some proper meat!"

" Let me just say that I do not, unlike you, view women as meat. Secondly, I do not take such irresponsible manners with women. Thirdly, I really don't understand how is it that you can refer to Eliza as Crazy Bitch. "

" Hey, we're good friends, she can survive as Crazy- erm I mean, Eliza is the most beautiful woman in the world and I do not wish to hurt her feelings anymore."

"That's right, Gilbert. Now, Roddy-kins, pass me back my frying pan."

'This is good stuff, Eliza! It has so many tomatoes!"

"Ah, Antonio! It is good that you at least appreciate good food, unlike some people who believe in a country that doesn't exist anymore!"

" Excuse me, Prussia is a cool country! And the fact that I was born there shows just how awesome I am. "

" Firstly, you were born in the eastern side of Germany. Secondly, Prussia was dissolved before you were born. Thirdly, the idea of a country being awesome just because you were born there is but a matter of opinion. One which can be considered a bit misguided ."

" Speaking of misguided, Roderich. How misguided can you can that you can't tell the difference between a kid from your own class and a kid from somewhere else! What happened today is just proof that you're not as observing as you think you are."

" Excuse me, I cannot be blamed if the kid is one which has a similar face to the American Kid. Alfred is a handful as it is in class. Of course I would remember him more ! That kid is not as memorable as he is."

" Let me prove that you are more misguided than you think you are. Antonio, remember when we stopped by your class today when you were in the middle of explaining to the class on how to defend yourself against fruit?"

" Gilbert, I believe you got that confused with a sketch from an old TV series."

" Whatever, remember? Okay, remember who did I come in with?"

" Ah, this I would remember! That kid was rather memorable!"

( sticks out tongue)

"See!"

" Alfred was cute when he came in with you today! Even that bear he was holding was so much more cuter than I remembered!"

"You're an idiot, Antonio."

" I do believe we are talking about Monsieur Williams, aren't we? I've met him before when I went over to Canada."

" Ah, finally, an enlightened being! Know anything about him, Francis?"

" Well, young monsieur Williams is Alfred's twin brother. They got separated after the divorce between their parents but see each other often during weekends and holidays. Alfred moved here recently cause his father-"

" Isn't his father the great Theodore Jones? "

" Oui, himself in the flesh! The father is going to start that new Media Academy that Singapore is building, so he moved here , along with Alfred, and arranged for Mathieu to come and live with them as well. Matthieu took a while to come, as he had some things to arrange in Canada."

" Wait, Canada?"

" Oui, the mother , who had custody of Mathieu , moved back to Canada after the divorce. Mathieu went with her , and changed his name to Williams, because he wanted to be close to his mother. "

" Explains the difference in surnames."

" Oh, the poor dear! Separated from his brother, the two boys almost never seeing each other, and now the two boys are now finally together to express their love for each other! This is almost a dream coming true!"

" Eliza, restrain yourself. This isn't one of your boy love things, and the boys are not incestuous towards each other."

" If only they were! Mathieu is ever so sweet towards his brother! Although that Alfred is one of the more annoying boys I have ever met, when you put him and his brother together, he becomes so protective over the younger Mathieu! Such like a wonderful story of love!"

" I really just wish that both of you won't taint my house with such thoughts about young boys."

" Oy, so what else about Matthew ?"

"That's all I really do know, of course. I must admit, Mathieu is one who can be strict when he wants to, especially with his brother. It took me awhile to see that he is actually a young, spunky kid. But then again, it takes awhile. Young Mathieu is shy and rather sweet too."

" Wait! So, Alfred changed his name to Matthew Williams! Ah, everything makes sense now!"

" Antonio. Lovino was right, you are an idiot."

" So anyway, how are the preparations for the retreat next week? Gilbert, I know you're supposed to be organising it, so don't tell me you have no idea what's going on."

" A retreat? Hm, a wonderful time to go and have fun with the mademoiselles, if there are many?"

" Ha ha, you wish, Francis. See, what happens is that every year, there would always be a student leadership camp where selected students, who have shown that they are most able to lead and to survive in the world, would be selected and would be thrown into a survivor like situation where the individual teams get separated, and would be thrown in the woods for at least a week to survive, plus as well complete a set of objectives for each team to win. The team that can complete their objectives as well as survive in the while for at least a week, wins."

" Mon dieu, Roderich! Such a horrible camp!"

" And yet the principal insists on doing it every year. It's a wonder why ."

"Have they chosen the teachers that would be going ?"

" The principal, naturally, is going. Says it would be fun to "train the young gladiators until they can stand up, fight lions and wear a crown of laurels on their heads, like Julius Caesar',-"

" Julius Caesar never fought lions, the last I heard."

" I go every year. Its tradition for me to get harassed by children every year while my beloved piano is at home."

"Kesese! You forgot about me!"

" Ah , yes. Gilbert, as the assistant to the principal, has to go. It's an Obligation thing."

"I know! The awesome survives every year!"

" ...Gilbert...who else is going?"

" Well, this year the principal just told me to pick anyone that was competent enough to go, so that means I picked you, she-male like creature, cause despite your ugliness, you still can naturally beat up anything that comes your way, so you can be useful in helping to supervise the kids. And Tomato Boy's matador history back in Spain would be helpful in this situation, so he's going."

" Why is it that every time someone wants to show my competence , they always talk about bull fighting?"

" Carriedo, you can't come up with witty replies, you love anything that's cute, you were with Gilbert here when he suggested going to candy mountain –"

" The pink unicorn's my favourite!"

"How you even managed a matador career for ten years is beyond me."

" Good looks and luck?"

"Besides, if you can handle the twins, you can handle anything!"

" ( Sigh) Si, si."

" So that's the basic five adults, Francis, besides the school nurse."

" School nurse? Katyusha sis? C'est bien!"

" Hey, don't try to do anything weird, I mean , we all know that the young Katyusha has huge..erm...tracts of land. Yet, remember, her brother happens to be Ivan Braginski. Who has a twin sister called Natalia."

"I remember her, charming little thing. But when I suggested that we step out for a bit to practice la amour, she took out a knife and said something about 'being one with Ivan' and the cutting of my genitals out if I did not place my hands in a more proper manner."

"Ah well, the Braginskis are a little scary, especially the younger two ones. Say, Gilbert, why do you have such a weird grin on your face since we started talking on who was to go for the trip?"

" Eh? No, just a little idea I have that I would be suggesting to the principal soon."

" So how do you find Hetalia, Matthew?"

" Well, it's very intimidating, of course, being in a new environment and all, and Hetalia's not what I was expecting, but I guess I can cope.

' Don't worry, We were like this when we first entered . Not Feliciano, of course, he practically grew up in the school, but we all thought it was strange when we first arrived. Hetalia's...not just any type of school."

" Arthur, speak for yourself, Hetalia's great! It's a very cool school!"

" Alfred, just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon does not mean your brother has it too, no matter how much of a twin you are."

" HAHA! That's what you think, Arthur, and by the way, you just stole that bit of Harry Potter! I read the whole series, so of course I would know! That's how awesome I am!"

" Alfred. You took 6 months to finish Deathly Hallows while the others took at most a week. That's not awesome, that's a bit too slow."

" That's what you think! The longer you take, the longer it means I take to savour the book! Besides I took 7 months, not 6."

" Ve~! I love Harry Potter! But I find the fact that they feature British food not very good. It's almost like your cooking, Arthur."

" Wha-WHAT! Hey, just because I can't cook pasta-"

" The point is , you can't make anything."

" I apologize, but I do agree with Alfred –san. With absolute no disrespect to you, of course."

" I hate you bunch of arseholes."

" Firstly, its asshole."

" Arsehole!"

"Asshole!"

" Arsehole!"

" While they argue , Matthew-san, please tell us how Canada is like."

" Yes, please do, I have relatives living in Canada, and they keep telling me to go there!"

" Okay, let's see. I lived in Ottawa, it's a great part of the country, very cold during winters , and there are so many mountains."

" Ah, a lot like Germany, then."

" There's a lot of French influence on many of the towns, and a lot of quaint old architecture, based also on French Architecture."

" Ah, I see. It is too bad that Francis san could not be here, he usually spends his Fridays with his other friends , some of the teachers in the school."

"Yeah, well, he's a pervert, so heck to him. Matthew, we have a lot of shop houses too, but it's very Chinese. Have you been around Singapore yet?"

" Alfred and my father have taken me around to the zoo, and the bird park , but that's more or less it."

" I'll take you around the area! But most probably after next week, there's that possibility some of us would be taken to go for that leadership camp they always said we'd have to go."

" A camp?"

" Yeah, it's a leadership camp which they would choose some people to go camping with. Donald, you think you can make it?"

" I don't actually fancy going to such a camp like that. Truth be told, I'd rather be at home, or experimenting on those firecrackers I just made. It's gonna be a blast!"

" Donald, at least try to restrain yourself. What would Yao say?"

" Probably mutter something in Mandarin, though he knows perfectly well I can understand him, just that I haven't really mastered answering him back. Leona, weren't you going to tutor me in it or something?"

" I will! But I've been so busy lately with the classes that it's completely slipped my mind!"

" Ve, Doitsu and I have been coaching the team for so long, I've completely forgotten how it was like to have some time to myself."

" Feliciano, you just spent your afternoon sleeping in the supply closet instead of doing rounds on the track with the rest of the team. How does that register as " not having time to yourself"?

" Uhuhu, Doitsu, you won't understand the subtleties of siestas!"

" My hope is, I never have to."

" Hehheh, Matthew, you and Doitsu have a lot in common! He just moved here a year ago himself!

" Oh, really?"

" Ahem, yes. My brother got an offer to become the assistant to the principal, cause the principal was a friend of our grandfather's. So he moved us here."

"Uhhuh! Gilbert's funny! And he's ever so nice! A few days ago, he fixed us a big dinner!"

"Erm, Feliciano, he invited you over for dinner, but it was potluck."

"No biggie! It's still dinner!"

"So tell me more about your move here. I mean, it's a bit weird. How do you cope with such a big change?"

"It is a big change, but then I always remind myself that a soldier has to adapt."

"That's it?"

"Uhhuh, that's basically it."

"Oh...."

"I still say the term is asshole!"

"Arsehole!"

" So who do you think is going to the camp, Ludwig san? Your brother would have some idea, right?"

" Well, he said that it would definitely be those from the different cubs and societies and classes who have demonstrated leadership and yet can still be clever enough to survive in any situation."

" Like what kinda situation, Doitsu?"

" Well, judging by what my brother says, he says we're going to be dumped on an island in teams for a week."

" Hmm, so the person has to be hardy, huh? I do say, that must be every interesting. "

" Yeah, Donald. So most probably, my brother would just dump all the committee members of each different club and societies and pick them out of a hat."

" That is a lot like what Gilbert-san would do."

" Hey, does that mean we're all in trouble?"

" Whaddya mean?"

" That argument took a while to finish, Alfred."

" Yeah, well, it was worth it . So who's in trouble? The hero would come and save them!"

" We are, including you."

" Eh?"

" It's cause of the selection for the students for the camp. You're Class Chairman, Arthur and I are in the committee for Debate, Ludwig and Feliciano are football Captains, Kiku is Art Club President and Donald's a Prefect and Head of Student Welfare in the council."

" Which, I may add, I still don't understand how I even got that role in the first place."

"In any case, don't worry, Matthew, I don't believe you're going to be in the camp."

" That's a relief, right?"

"I don't believe in any case that you would be chosen !"

" So, in any case, we all have to go back to school,ne? They're announcing the results tomorrow. So all the committee leaders and committees have to go back."

" Sigh , I really hope I don't get picked."

The next day:

" I apologize for having to bring all you kids back on a Saturday, but it's time for the announcement of "Who' s Going to Be In the Leadership Camp While Gilbert Just Picks Them Out of A Hat Thingy." Exercise!" said the principal of Hetalia as he happily stood on the podium, happily surveying the people around him.

Is it possible that the principal can be a little too happy for today? Thought Matthew as he drowsily stared at the principal's happy face as he tried to raise his head up. Alfred and he got back home a bit late and the fact that they had to wake up early to get to the school made it worse.

Now the audience may be asking, " Why is Matthew doing back in school anyway ? Is this another attempt at the author to try and arrange events so that the two main characters would be able to spend time together to fall in love?"

" The answer would definitely be Of Course, My audience! I get to do whatever I want cause I'M THE AUTHOR!" shouts the author as she types on the computer, on a Chibitalia high. But then she digresses. What about poor Matthew? What was he doing in school on a Saturday morning like this , when he wasn't supposed to be there?

" What AM I doing in school on a Saturday morning like this , when I wasn't supposed to be there in the first place?" mused Matthew as he used his hand to brush his hair out of eyes. This country was so humid! How as it possible that he was going to survive for the next few years?

" Because" said Alfred, who somehow as still perky and happy despite the fact that he had slept at the same time as Matthew ." You got that message on your phone, right? That it was imperative you attend today's announcement. I wonder why though."

" Alright, so let's get this show on the road! Now, Gilbert has your names in this hat " Gilbert emphasized that fact by actually shaking the hat, waving it happily. Matthew noticed that the hat had little pictures of chicks on it, along with the words " I'm awesome " sewn on it in felt. Definitely no clues as to who owned the hat." And what we're gonna do is just pick a name from the hat, comprehende? We're gonna pick twenty names out of this hat, which represents the twenty of you that would get chosen to attend this camp. At the end of such, I would be presenting two surprises."

Some kids were actually looking excited at the idea while others were just really bored or just not interested. Matthew just did not understand why his brother was actually so excited at the idea. Most of his friends seemed just okay with it, though Donald seem a little shifty…

" And the first name called out would be…" Gilbert shuffled around the hat, took out a lot and passed it to the Principal. " The first name is ……Honda , Kiku!"

The young Japanese boy blushed, and Matthew noticed that the two boys flanking his sides seemed to beam at Kiku, then glared at each other.

"And the next name would be …Im, Yong Soo!"

" Yes! Voting was started in Korea, you know!" shouted a random boy who Matthew seemed to realized was hugging the other Asian Boy next to him.

" The third is… Zwingli, Vash!"

The Blonde boy , who seemed to be wielding a gun ( A gun?!thought Matthew), bowed.

" And the next would be… My cute grandson! Feliciano! You get to come with Grandpa on the trip!"

The young Italian beamed happily, and hugged Ludwig while the boy next to him ( was he seeing double?) scowled.

The votes went on. Ludwig was chosen as well, along with Leona ( who had punched her fist into the air , and said "Boo yeah!") , a Chinese boy called Wang Yao , a tall Russian Boy with a friendly , yet creepy countenance called Ivan Braginski , Arthur, Feliciano's twin Lovino ( which had led the principal to shout, " My other cute grandson! Grandpa loves you both!" and wave happily on the stage, while the boy scowled in embarrassment). "bin Zainuddin, Iskandar " was called up as well, a swarthy Malay boy with a proud look on his face and so was " Braginski, Natalia" . The two boys that had flanked Kiku were named the next candidates and both had beamed at Kiku before glaring at each other.

The next few went as a bit of a blur to Matthew but he had noticed that Donald , who was rather dismayed at the news, was chosen as well.

"And finally, we have Bonnefoy, Francis." Matthew, who did recognize the boy, watched amused as the French boy started hugging everyone , groping their butts as he did , and when he tried to hug Leona, Matthew distinctly heard two familiar cracks and a high pitched scream in pain . Ah , Leona was indeed scary.

" Now, you may ask, what the two surprises are." Said the principal as Gilbert put away the hat. " As you may know, every year we usually choose 20 children , with no exceptions whatsoever. But this year, we decided to allow one more exception. He's only been elected for a few months, but we feel that he has embodied the true spirits of what it means to be a hero."

Oh, for god's sake, he wasn't just saying that, right? And the use of the word, "hero"….oh no.

" So this year, we're pleased to invite Alfred F. Jones into the camp!" Said the principal as he held up his hand in a thumbs up sign." Go for it Alfred!"

Alfred, who was so happy, starting running up and down and doing the YMCA dance. Matthew who had no idea why he did that when he was happy, preferred to try and doze off for the next few minutes.

" And the other surprise…" said the principal as he grinned happily. 'As you all know we have a new student who had just entered the campus a few days ago."

Matthew, who this reference was pointedly named towards, was still dozing off.

"Well, because of the fact that he has entered the campus at such an interesting time, the team and I have agreed that he should be included in the Hetalia spirit, so he too would be included into the camp as well! Thus……MATTHEW WILLIAMS! You too would be chosen to go to camp with the whole bunch of us!"

Said student, who had woken up at the sound of his name, had heard the last sentence, took one look at the people around him, the principal and finally the silvered haired grinning man next to him on the stage.

And he knew that he was not going to like what the future held for him.

Author Notes:

Hihi, and welcome to the next installment of Why Am I Here Again? . I actually own up to making up OCs in this story, even though I used to hate the idea myself. But then the wagon came along , and said," why don't we get a band on this wagon?" so I jumped in.

Now the explanation for why I made the behavior of some people that way:

Francis: Why is he hanging out with the teachers instead of people his own age? Well, its actually very common to see teens be friends in a group of grown ups. My best guy friend hangs out with his vice principal sometimes while clubbing, along with a bunch of other people who are in their late twenties, so I believe that it can't be so strange that Francis hangs out with people 6 years older than him, let alone his teachers.

Leona Lee: I'm actually very proud of my depiction of her. And yeah, she's the representative of Singapore. See, Singapore , where I live in, is actually a very tiny country at the tip of Malaysia . The common perception of Singapore is that it is actually a province in China, thus this sorta explains why Matthew thought that Leona was Chinese . The perception that Leona would be a law abiding citizen could be due to Singapore's notorious reputation of its Draconian Laws and government, but then again, Singapore isn't all laws and no fun. Leona is tiny but the fact that she can shout very loudly, defend herself well enough, especially against perverts and throw a durian at her attackers can be due to the compulsory military National Service for males in Singapore at the age of 18 for 2 years. Thus, she may be small , but she can throw a punch.

The durian , is a green spiky fruit with a sort of doughy flesh. It's fragrant to the locals, but the foreigners apparently hate the smell.

And why the name Leona Lee? Well, Leona has its ties in the word Leo, also known as Lion in English. This ties in with the idea that Singapore is the Lion city, due to a rather weird founding story of how the country got its name. Lee was the surname of the founding fathers of the country, Lee Kuan Yew, who served as Prime Minister from 1963 -1990. Pretty long, huh? The fact that I made her Eurasian ties in with the idea that Singapore is a multicultural society.

Donald Wong Xing Ci: Yeah, there's Hong Kong. I didn't have much to work with at first, except for the fact that he likes eating baos and firecrackers. My friend reckons that he's a bit like Okita Sougo in Gintama or a less psychotic Joker .The fact that Hetalia Wikia describes him as " an emotionless country which you can't tell what he's thinking" kinda strengthened this perception .Thus, here comes the idea of a Hong Kong who likes to throw firecrackers for no reason, and likes to experiment with Firecrackers, thus he'll be a sort of mad scientist kinda guy. I think I made him a sort of slacker who doesn't like strenuous activity. How he became a prefect and Head of Welfare in the student council is beyond me.

Donald is taken from the current Chief Executive Officer of Hong Kong, Donald Tsang, and Wong is a Cantonese intonation of Wang, like Wang Yao. Xing Ci is written 星赐 which means " Bestowed Upon By the Stars", so if you combine it with Wong ( 王, also a term for King) , it thus becomes :" A king bestowed upon By the stars" . That wasn't my first intention when naming him this. I just wanted to name him after Stephen Chow, a famous actor in Hong Kong, but I was afraid of copyright issues.