Well, here comes the next chapter of Doing it Right. To be quite honest, I was pleased with the feedback I got for this, especially since it's a genderbending story, I wasn't expecting so many reviews and favourites!
Also, just to kick this chapter off, I have a list of the main characters that will appear in this story, who they are, and what their genflip!name is:
Romano: Lovina Vargas
Spain: Anita Fernandez Carredio
Italy: Felicia Vargas
Germany: Lucille Beillschmidt
America: Ali F. Jones
Canada: Matilda Williams
Prussia: Gillian Beillschmidt
France: Francesca Bonnefoy
England: Aretha Kirkland
Japan: Kaoru Honda
Greece: Hera Karpusi
Finland: Tina Väinämöinen
Sweden: Bernese Oxenstierna
Austria: Rodrika Edelstein
Hungary: Elias Hedervary (can't remember where the accents go on this one)
China: Yian Wang
Russia: Iva Braginski
Lithuania: Tori Lorinaitis
Poland: Felix Łucasiewicz (Yeah. Not much change here, bit I don't know how to 'feminize' Feliks without making it 'Felicia')
This will be the only chapter that this list is posted in, so take a good long look at it. If any new characters come in, I'll mention them at the top of their respective chapters.
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Lovina sat down on the gym floor just as the teacher started the attendance, Anita prancing along and taking a seat right beside her. The class was fairly small, with only about 16 students in the area. Lovina felt her face heat up in anger when, upon looking around, she noticed that neither her sister nor Lucille were in class.
"Anita Carredio?" the teacher called out, looking out at the students from over her clipboard.
"Hola!" Anita called back, waving and smiling like an idiot. Lovina fought back the urge to roll her eyes, intent to watch the door for any sign of her sister instead.
Damnit, she should've gone out looking for them instead of talking with Anita! Now it would be all her fault because she didn't protect her sister from the Nazi-bitch, and when they found her body dead in the ditch somewhere, she'd get all the blame!
"Fffffffffuck." she hissed under her breath, frustrated. She ignored the teacher, knowing that her name wouldn't come up until near the end anyway.
"What's the matter, Lovi?" Anita whispered back, nearly causing her to jump a foot in the air.
"Don't do that you creep, and I already told you not to call me Lovi!" she shot back, giving the happy girl a dirty glare, "You only just met me, so don't go acting like you're my best friend."
Well...Lovina didn't know exactly how true that statement was. Anita was pretty much the only person who ever tried to hold up a decent conversation with her, despite her prickly personality. Lovina didn't really have anyone who she considered to be her friend, other than maybe her twin, but that was stupid; who the hell wanted to admit that their only friend was their sibling?
"Awww, but I bet I could be your best friend if you let me give it a try! Pleeeaasee Lovi?" oh great, now the idiot was whining. Lovina sighed, knowing that, in order to shut up idiots, you had to agree with them. She'd learned from years of experience.
Besides, what did she really have to lose? Well, other than her sanity. But after living for so many years with her sister, she figured there wasn't anything in the world that could make her insane.
"Fine!" Lovina whispered, "Just don't be expecting too much; you're still an idiot."
"Okay, Lovi!" Anita smiled back, beginning to hum happily to herself, "Sooo...are you gonna tell me what's wrong now?"
"No."
"But-"
"I said NO, damnit!"
"Uwaaa, but you said that-"
This time, Anita wasn't cut off by Lovina's steadily raising voice, but rather by the creak and whoosh of the door swinging open, and two familiar figures making their way into the gymnasium. Lovina let out a sigh of relief, while Anita jumped to her feet and waved her arms high over her head.
"Hola Lucille!" she shouted, causing the German girl to look worriedly in her direction. If Lovina hadn't known better, she would have thought she saw Lucille's face pale a few shades at the sight of the Spanish girl.
"G-guten Tag, Anita..." Lucille returned, heading over to hand a slip of paper to the teacher.
"Wait, what? You know her?" Lovina nearly shouted in disbelief, gesturing wildly between Anita and Lucille.
"Of course! I've known little Lulu since we were tiny, since I'm best friends with her big sister!" Anita happily proclaimed. Lovina felt her heart plummet. There was another German bitch? Just one was bad enough! Although, for all the time she'd known Lucille, never once had she mentioned having an older sister...somehow, that just made Lovina even more worried. Not that she was worried in the first place, of course.
"Great..." she forced out, looking up to see her sister coming up to them with a band-aid across her nose. This time, it was Lovina's turn to jump up.
"What the hell did that bitch do to you? I swear, I'll show her exactly why everyone thinks I'm in the mafia!" she exclaimed, marching up to her sister and grabbing her chin in her hands, turning her head left and right to assess the damage.
"Ve, Lovi, I'm fine, I was just-"
"Aww! See, she calls you Lovi too!"
"Shut up, Anita. No one's asking you," Lovina growled, still not releasing her hold on Felicia's chin.
"Ve...can I finish now?" Felicia asked, looking at her sister and the stranger with wide eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, go on."
"Well, like I was trying to tell you before, me and Lucy were on our way to change, but I was skipping and not really paying attention so I slipped on a pencil and hit my face on the floor!" she didn't seem to be too horribly shaken up by the ordeal, "So we went to the nurse's office to get a band-aid since I got a scrape on my nose. That's why we're late. Ve, did you think Lucy killed me of something, Lovi?"
"No." lies. All of it.
"Good!" apparently, bad lies were still enough to fool her idiot of a sister, "So, yeah! The nurse wrote up a slip of paper so we wouldn't get in trouble," she pointed over to where Lucille was talking with the teacher, who was nodding at a small slip of paper and changing some marks on her attendance sheet.
Lovina nodded, still not very happy that her sister was out of her sight so long with that damned German. After all, she might not have gotten her this time, but that didn't mean that she still wouldn't take advantage of her sister's stupidity.
"So, did Felicia tell you all what happened?" Lucille asked as she made her way over to the group.
"You got lucky this time, German..." Lovina muttered darkly. Said German ignored her.
"Ve~! Lucy, did you get your attendance changed?" Felicia asked as she teetered her way over to the taller girl, passing under one of the large lights that hung from the ceiling.
"Feli, turn around," Lovina said suddenly. Something had caught her eye. Curious, Felicia turned, peering questioningly at her older sister as she came up and looked at her face.
"What's the matter, Lovi?" Felicia asked, blinking.
"Why are your lips red, Felicia? You didn't put any makeup on this morning," she asked, furrowing her eyebrows as she stared into her sister's eyes, demanding an answer.
Felicia froze, eyes wide. How had Lovina seen that? They were always so careful!
"V-ve, it's l-like I told you, Lovi. I hit my face on the floor, so my mouth must've hit the floor as well," she lied, doing her best to put on an oblivious smile. It was lucky for her that Lovina was almost as big of an idiot as she was.
"If you're so sure..." Lovina trailed off suspiciously, eying her sister, "Just make sure you're more careful next time. I swear, Feli, one of these days you're going to get raped and not even realise what's going on."
"Ahaha, don't be silly! Of course I'd notice something like that!" Felicia laughed, waving one hand in a warding gesture, still a bit nervous.
"No. No, you wouldn't." Lovina deadpanned.
An awkward silence settled over the group of girls as they looked at each other. Lovina was still glaring, Felicia's nervous smile simply refused to go away, and even Lucille was looking a bit more unnerved than usual. Anita still wore her oblivious smile.
"Tina Väinämöinen?" the teacher called, still reading over her list of students, apparently ignoring the disturbance between the four girls.
"Moi moi~!" a short blonde girl called, sticking her hand up from her place on the gym floor.
Of course, this reminded the other girls that they too, were supposed to be sitting on the floor, and did such. Lovina's eyes still lingered distrustfully over Lucille and Felicia. It wasn't that she didn't believe her sister when she said she tripped, it was that she was sure that Lucille had tripped her... or something. You just couldn't trust a bitch like that!
"Felicia Vargas?"
"Ciao~! I'm here, I'm here!" Felicia happily replied, waving her arm high above her head.
"Lovina Vargas?"
"Che. Yeah, I'm here." Lovina said arbitrarily, rolling her eyes at her sister's stupid antics.
"Excellent! It looks like the entire class showed up!" the teacher, a young woman in her late twenties, exclaimed, "Now, I'd like you all to form a circle and introduce yourselves to the class. I want your name, where you're from, and something about yourself. You can all handle that, right?"
Lovina inwardly groaned. This was supped to by a gym class, not a lovey-dovey mushy group therapy lesson! Why did teachers always insist on doing this?
Inevitably, the class filed out into the middle of the basketball court and sat in a circle. Some of the students looked moderately annoyed, while the rest looked almost too eager (Felicia and Anita included). The students stayed quiet while the teacher picked out the student who would start the circle. She chose Lucille.
"E-erm... My name is Lucille Beillschmidt, I'm from Germany and I have three hunting dogs," she said, causing her classmates to look at her either with shock or appreciation. Lovina paused, pondering briefly if those dogs would hunt her down after she finally managed to murder Lucille.
Felicia was next in the circle, and took her turn happily, glancing all around the class and flinging her auburn hair everywhere.
"Ve~! My name's Felicia Vargas, and I live in Italy with my sister and my grandma, and I really really really love pasta!" she announced, smiling wide enough it was a miracle her face didn't break in half. Lovina groaned. Great, now it was gonna look like she was twins with a pastaphile freak.
"Lovina Vargas. Italy. I like tomatoes and I hate Germans," she ended her speech with a pointed glare at Lucille, who looked the other way. The entire class quirked an eyebrow at her, and Anita was practically shaking with eagerness. Oh, right, and she was clapping. Freaking clapping.
"That was great Lovi!" she cheered. Lovina mumbled a few choice words under her breath.
"Just go, you moron."
"Oh, right! Well, my name's Anita Fernandez Carredio, and I'm originally from Spain. I also really love tomatoes and I own a battle axe!" Anita smiled disarmingly.
Battle axe? Did Lovina hear that right? Dear God, the freak owned a battle axe. She didn't know if that was cool, or extremely worrisome, but either way, it was a battle axe. Where the hell would you even get a battle axe?
But then again, Lovina herself owned some original Tommy guns. Naturally, she wasn't allowed to keep them loaded, but the point still stands.
"Why the heck do you own an axe?" Lovina whispered once the rest of the class had moved on to the next student (all the remaining students giving a breath of relief now that they seemed to be out of the 'freak section').
"Family heirloom. And to play with," Anita replied ecstatically.
Well then. That was certainly interesting.
Lovina nodded and turned her head to stare at a girl further down the line, as she was the one currently speaking. She seemed to be relatively tall, with short blonde hair with a wayward strand flicking back at the top.
"Hey y'all! I'm Ali F. Jones, but my middle name's not something awesome like 'Fernandez' like Axe Girl over there," she paused to wave excitedly at Anita, "Actually, I think I forgot what it is. Anyways, yeah, I'm from the good ol' US of A, and I'm a hero! Or..heroine, but whatever!"
Wow, Lovina was just finding more and more people to add onto her lists of idiots today! Starting with the Spanish airhead, and now she could add the four-eyed American to the list! She laughed at her own thoughts as the small Asian girl next to Ali began to talk.
"K-konnichiwa, my name is Honda Kaoru. Er, actually, Kaoru Honda," she corrected herself, "My home country is Japan, and I love to explore places and learn foreign culture." Kaoru looked around the class nervously as though to see if anyone were laughing at her. Thankfully none were, and she sank back down into her place beside the American girl.
"Ve, sorella, don't you think that she looks a little scared?" Felicia whispered in Lovina's ear, causing her to jump. What was with people and whispering in her ears today?
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Not my problem." Lovina grouched, shoving her sister further away. Felicia made an unintelligible noise and went on to pester Lucille about how her big sister was being so mean to her.
"Aww, Lovi, you should be nicer to your sister! I always used to treat my sister nicely; even when she moved back to Europe I didn't ever once get mad at her for it!" Anita said, putting on a semi-serious pout.
"Well it's a damn good thing your sister moved back to wherever the hell you came from. If she's anything like you, I'm sure the suicide rate here would've skyrocketed," Lovina replied, returning the pout with a glare of her own. Anita only laughed.
"My sister's not really like me at all! At least, I don't think so. We got along great when we were little, but we started arguing more and more as we grew up. It's so sad, Lovi!" Anita exclaimed, wrapping her arms around the smaller girl in a hug.
"W-what the fuck Anita? Get off of me!" Lovina growled, squirming to wrestle her way out of the embrace, "Don't you know anything about the concept of personal space?"
"Mmmmnope! You looked so adorably angry that I just had to hug you!" she smiled, as if that explained everything. Lovina felt her ears heating up, "Oh, my! You're going all cute and red again!"
"Get off!" Lovina protested, shoving her palm into Anita's face. This was getting wayyyy too close for her comfort. Plus, stupid touchy-feely Anita was drawing everyone's attention, and Lovina certainly didn't want the entire class to think that she was a fag.
"Ahem!" the teacher cleared her throat, glaring critically at the two of them, "Anita, you're on a tight rope as it is. You can't afford to be failing this class again. Please stop harassing the poor girl."
"Bawww," Anita pouted, releasing her grip on Lovina, "Fine."
"Serves you right, fucker," Lovina hissed under her breath. The teacher's glare doubled, and she gulped.
"Thank you. Now, before we were so rudely interrupted, I believe we were on the last girl."
"...Bitch." Lovina murmured as the teacher turned her gaze back to the last student in the circle, that small blonde girl from earlier.
"Hello everyone!" she greeted, smiling innocently, "My name is Tina Väinämöinen, but just call me Tina since that's so long. I'm from Finland, and..." she trailed off, glancing around at all the girls in the circle with her big violet eyes.
"...and I'm a lesbian."
Lovina nearly choked on her spit. What the fuck? That little blondie was a dyke? She sure as hell didn't look like a lesbian. Moreover, why the hell would she go and tell that to the entire freaking gym class? Apparently the teacher thought the same thing, as she nervously cleared her throat and spoke:
"Uh, t-that's a very...revealing statement, Tina. However, I wonder about its appropriateness-"
"It's completely appropriate, ma'am," Tina cut her off, her eyes just daring anyone to speak up against her, "I'm not ashamed of it, and I'm not scared of who I am. It doesn't make me any different. I think that people need to start being more open to this sort of thing."
Felicia and Lucille exchange worried glances. This girl made it sound so simple.
"A-alright then," The teacher cleared her throat, "Now class, if you would all line up against the back wall of the gym, we'll pick teams for a basketball game!"
As the class pulled themselves to their feet, Felicia tugged silently on the back of Lucille's shirt to get her to turn around.
"Ja?" she asked, already half expecting the response.
"Ve...do you think that someday..." Felicia trailed off, staring across the floor to the Finnish girl with a look of deep respect and longing, "Do you think that we can be like that?"
Lucille sighed, placing a hand on the shorter girl's shoulder comfortingly, "Maybe someday, Feli...we'll figure it out, Don't worry."
Felicia nodded slowly, still focused far away, "I hope so..."
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Well, whaddaya think?
The next chapter will probably have a bit of backstory on Felicia and Lucille's relationship.
*Yes, Felicia DID say that she lives with her grandMA. Fem!Rome, anyone? xD
*Kaoru is a unisex name. You've all probably seen characters like Kaoru from Ouran Host Club, but there's also ones like Kaoru from Rurioni Kenshin, which is a girl. So yeah, Japan is completely female. Hope there's no confusion.
*The little sister that Anita was talking about is Portugal, who will not actually be making an appearance.