Hungary- The fourth in my Hetalia Essays series. Contains a dash of AusHun and a sprinkle of PruAus. Once again, this is actually a diary entry and not an essay.
All characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya; I only own the actual story/'plot' (if you can call it that) a few of the strange words you might come across.
Oh dear, looks like poor Mr Edelstein had to take a break from teaching for 'personal reasons' according to the receptionists. Oh well, no one cares about that because most people didn't like having him as a Music teacher anyway (tee hee lol).
Tuesday, Geography, last lesson of the day. A selection of students from Class B had Miss Héderváry, who had a reputation for being one of the friendliest teachers in the whole college. It was the middle of an otherwise quiet and peaceful lesson when a certain bespectacled blonde goofball decided to suddenly ask the teacher about that certain something (ohonhonhonhon).
"Hey Miss! We know about that thing that happened on Boxing Day so you might as well tell your side of the story, dudette!"
Miss Héderváry turned away from the board to face the class, and replied surprisingly calmly with her usual smiley face. "If I do so, then silly little Mr Jones has to read out his Christmas essay too as soon as I'm done! Deal?"
Alfred was met with several stares and smirks before answering with a simple "Yeahsurewhynot".
Miss Héderváry reached into her desk and pulled out a bubblegum blue and pink diary embellished with paper flowers and glitter (and a few locks of Mr Edelstein's hair). "I don't normally just read out my diary to anyone, but since you kids are my favourite class, why not?" she said with a slight blush. And with that, she began reading.
'27th of December 2015
Dear Diary,
OMG yesterday was the best Boxing Day ever! I went on another date with Roderich, that cute teacher from the school I also teach at, and it was totes amazeballs~~ Even though he turned up hella late it was awwwright because we drank a whole crap-ton of beer and wine and all that jazz. I wasn't as drunk as him at the end of the session so I could still do basic tasks like walking in straight lines and shite. Before we came out of the pub (or bar or whatever you call that bullcrap) I took a quick look at the clock and saw that it was nearly 10pm and I was like wooaaah~ and we totally almost got hit by a some big-ass truck, and omgwtf I'm starting to sound like Feliks wtf bro?
Oh yeah, and we somehow ended up in some mega-gross alleyway and we totally went at it like rabbits! It was really fun because we were drunk as hell, but I'm pretty sure I caught a glimpse of that Toris kid from Sleepy Dude's class. Or maybe that was just me trippin balls. After that we both passed out and a few hours later I was the first to wake up. I realised we were laying on the sofa in Gilbo's living room and Roddy was still totally smashed, so Gilbo told me his 'master plan'. He let me borrow his camera 'cause I wanted to take tons of pictures and savour every moment of bae getting banged by some hunk. I helped Gil chain Roddy to the bed and it wasn't till about 11:30pm that he woke up. At the end of the bed was Gil dressed in some kinky BDSM crap, and in one corner of the room was me with that awesome camera. OMG it was like the bestest night ever and now I need to transfer a bunch of vids and an even bigger bunch of pics from Gil's camera onto my Iphone. Oh and I'd better clean up this nosebleed too!
Peace out!'
The class erupted into laughter and squeals of shock and delight, as the teacher closed the bloodstained page and put away her diary. Although she was reasonably flustered, she too couldn't help but giggle at her own hilarious ways. Some students were red-faced from laughing while others were seemingly horrified at the teacher's unusual use of vulgarity in her diary entry. Just then, the bell rang, signifying the end of the school day, and the students filed out of the room. Turns out that diary-reading sesh took way longer than expected. Alfred was the first to dash out, thinking that he wouldn't have to read out his essay because the teacher had completely forgotten. Little did he know that he would have the biggest shock of his life the next day…
