Chapter 2: The day before

Hey there! I'm back with chapter 2! Some important info: I decided to give Germany and Prussia a small house near the school, and a bigger one back in Germany. I'm sorry if things seem unclear because of that. Oh, and something I forgot to mention last chapter: Germany is also one of the main characters but i couldn't add more than 4. I think the way the chapter was constructed made it pretty obvious but I just wanted to make sure.


Date: August 31

Place: Somewhere on the highway

"FELICIANO! IDIOTA, STOP THE CAR RIGHT NOW!" Lovino shouted. "But why?" Feliciano looked up at him with an innocent face. Lovino glared at him and screamed: "BECAUSE YOU'RE DRIVING LIKE A FUCKING MANIAC!"

Feliciano chose to ignore his brother's comments and instead focused on a car full off pretty girls that was driving by. "Ciao bellas! How are you doing?" he asked. The girls giggled and looked flattered, but before any of them could make a move, Feliciano received a nice whack upside the head and Lovino took the steering wheel.

"LOVINO! I CAN'T STEER LIKE THIS!" "THAT'S EXACTLY WHY I'M DOING IT YOU ASSHAT!" The car was swaying dangerously over the road before Lovino got a good grip on the steering wheel and steadied their cours. "Ve! Brother, I don't like this! My driving is perfectly fine, you didn't need to take over!" Lovino sighed and glared at his brother. "Feliciano, you and i both know that you can't fucking drive. Now, I don't want us to be in an accident before we even start with the damn school, so I'm just gonna pull over at the nearest restaurant, eat a bit, and then we'll switch places and I'll drive. So, for hells sake, you bastard, let my arms go SO I CAN FUCKING DRIVE." "Okay fratello..."


14:03

From: Feliciano Vargas

To: Ludwig Beilschmidt

Message: Ciao Ludwig! We're on our way to school now!

14:05

From: Ludwig Beilschmidt

To: Feliciano Vargas

Message: That's good! I look forward to seeing you again.

14:05

From: Feliciano Vargas

To: Ludwig Beilschmidt

Message: Aw, don't be so formal Ludwig!

14:06

From: Ludwig Beilschmidt

To: Feliciano Vargas

Message: That wasn't formal. I put an exclamation mark.

14:06

From: Feliciano Vargas

To: Ludwig Beilschmidt

Message: :(


"Hey West! Texting your boyfriend, aren't you?" Gilbert said in his usual loud voice. "Shut up brother. You know i don't even have a boyfriend." Ludwig said. He was laying on the couch, his obnoxious brother in the kitchen from where they could see each other. Ludwig was busying himself with his phone while Gilbert was downing beer like a maniac. The Prussian grinned at the chance to tease his younger brother, all the housework was done, there was nothing on tv and he couldn't find the stupid aristocrat so it was only logical that he would tease him out of boredom.

"It's okay West, everyone falls in love sometime. Just make sure you make the bed after you've been frickle frackling." "SHUT UP!" Ludwig yelled, a light pink dusting his cheeks. Hey, who wouldn't blush at the mention off, well... That? It was only a natural response of his body to the situation and had nothing to do with any emotions whatsoever. "Ooh, ooh, West is blushing!" Gilbert could barely dodge the pillow that was thrown at his head, and instead it knocked over a lamp that was standing behind him. "HEY! THE AWESOME ME DOES NOT APPROVE!" He ducked under the table as more pillows were thrown at him, and as soon as he got the chance he ran out of the room. He quickly grabbed his black hoodie with the Prussian flag on it and ran outside.

After a couple of minutes he sat down on a bench. "Phew..." he said. He looked around, and noticed he had ended up in a park near the academy. The park was nice and full of green, high trees, winding paths and a large pond that had a lot of water lilies in it. It was fairly warm as the sun shone on Gilbert's face, causing him to smile softly against the warming light. He closed his eyes for a second, only to open them again when he heard footsteps closing in on him.

When he looked up he saw one of his friends, Alfred, standing there, and for some strange reason he was holding a polar bear. "Oh hey Alfred!" he said, loudly. Gilbert smiled brightly while the other mumbled something inaudible. "Uh, what? Speak up a bit, the awesome me can't hear you!" "I said I'm not Alfred... I'm his brother, Matthew. We met before, you know." Matthew said as he sat down on the bench. Gilbert looked at him sheepishly. "Oh! Entschuldigung, i didn't realize it was you. Even awesome people make mistakes!" He grinned as the shy Canadian looked at him weirdly.

"So, how was America?" Gilbert asked. Matthew sighed a bit and said: "Actually I went back to Canada for the summer, I only went back to Alfred's house on the 4th of July. His party was epic though, lots of fireworks and other stuff." "Oh, then how was Canada?" Matthew's eyes lightened and a soft smile formed on his lips as he quietly but full of passion began to talk about his home country. And for once in his life, Prussia didn't feel like talking.


From: Matthew Williams

To: Gilbert Beilschmidt

Message: Uhm, hi! We had a pretty good conversation at the park, I thought maybe we could be friends?

From: Gilbert Beilschmidt

To: Matthew Williams

Message: Sure, we can be friends! And maybe, if you're lucky, some of my awesomeness will shine down on you! :D

From: Matthew Williams

To: Gilbert Beilschmidt

Message: Eh, okay :)


Alfred F. Jones was currently laying on the soft bed in Arthur's dorm. For your information, no, they didn't do anything 'interesting' and yes, he still had his clothes on. He was just waiting for Arthur to finish his food. When the Brit said he was hungry and had to go to his dorm to eat some scones, Alfred decided to follow him instead of taking the hint and going to his own room. Arthur, thinking the scones would scare him away eventually, had not kicked him out yet, wich surprised Alfred. Normally the british boy couldn't stand his presence and would yell at him to get out of his dorm the moment he came in.

Alfred pouted, thinking how he couldn't use his hero laugh and epically run away if Arthur didn't even make an attempt to get him out. On the other hand, it was nice being welcome in someone's dorm that wasn't his' or his friends'.

"Alfred! I didn't know you were still here!" Arthur said as he walked out of the bathroom. Why he kept his scones in his bathroom, I don't know. Must be a british thing. "Of course dude, where else would i go? There aren't many people available, everyone's either in their dorms, on the way to school or unpacking. And I'm out of hamburgers." Arthur sighed; Of course the idiot wouldn't leave, if he had to choose between being bored and alone in his room or being stuck in a room with an angry Brit that could either entertain him or rip his head off, he would probably choose the last one, cause you know... Entertainment.

Arthur looked at the american boy laying flat on his stomach, face buried in the pillows- On HIS bed. "Alfred, will you get off my bed? You're messing up the sheets, and I just made it this morning!" Alfred mumbled something, but thanks to the sheets blocking his mouth Arthur couldn't hear a single thing. Alfred sat up, looking at Arthur from the bed. "Hey, I was thinking, do you want to hang out in my dorm tonight? I figured since neither one of us has something better to do we could watch a movie or something." Arthur thought about this for a while. "Okay," he said, "But under one condition: I bring the food."


From: Alfred F. Jones

To: Ivan Braginsky

Message: Uhm, hey Ivan. You've tasted Arthur's food before, right?

From: Ivan Braginsky

To: Alfred F. Jones

Message: Yes, I have. Why?

From: Alfred F. Jones

To: Ivan Braginsky

Message: Well, I'm having a movie night with him tonight, and the only way I could make him do so was telling him he could bring the food... I'm afraid I won't survive it.

From: Ivan Braginsky

To: Alfred F. Jones

Message: Well, in case you won't survive it, I'll be happy to dress you up for your funeral.

From: Alfred F. Jones

To: Ivan Braginsky

Message: Riiiiight... Why did I text you again?

From: Ivan Braginsky

To: Alfred F. Jones

Message: ^J^


"That was a very good meal, fratello!" Feliciano said as they drove out of the parking lot. "Yeah sure, my pizza is better." Lovino said. They drove in silence for a while, until the car started to make some weird noises.

"What the hell?" Lovino said, "Feliciano, please tell me you checked the car before we left this morning." "Well..." Feliciano started. "FELICIANO." Lovino glared at his brother as he cowarded away in his seat. "Well I was trying to check the car but then I saw a kitty cat and it was so adorable so I ran after it and played with the kitty cat and I kinda forgot to check the car so it might have run out of petrol by now but that's really not my fault so you shouldn't be angry at me cause I really couldn't do anything about it right?" Feliciano rambled. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" Lovino screamed. "WE MIGHT BE STUCK ON THE FUCKING ROAD NOW ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!" "Uhm, you might want to pull over for a sec." Feliciano said, his voice in a higher pitch due to his fear of his brother. "SURE. BUT I WAS GOING TO ANYWAY."

Lovino drove the car to the side of the road. They both got out and Lovino went to check on the car as Feliciano was trying to get a lift- preferably by some pretty girls. "Just as i thought." Lovino said, "We're completely out of gasoline. Good fucking work you idiot. How are we gonna get to school now?"

Just as Lovino sad that, another car pulled over. Inside was a male with brown hair and green eyes. "Hola!" he said, "You two guys need a ride?"


There it is! I kinda got stuck on writing Prussia, i was trying not to let him show the typical behaviour a lot of writers i know use, so he might be a bit out of character. I find it really hard to do the characterization right, so if there's anything i'm doing wrong please tell me! Anyways, I'm still not sure if i wanna pair Canada to France or Prussia, but i like writing a lot of moments between the characters before i go to the actual pairings, so i'll just write and see what pops up. Writing Prussia was really nice though, and while i was doing researxh i found so much information that made me love the character! He's one of my new favourites, so expect to see a lot of him. Well, i gotta go now, chapter 3 has to get started! I have some very evil ideas in mind :D *evil laugh*

xoxo- Ellie