AO: I couldn't resist. Here's a special bonus chapter thing, that doesn't really affect the plot of the main story line. Fanfic filler? Is it possible? So here's the bonus story, Gakuen Hetalia style.

Everyone sat in anticipation, staring at the clock. 'Why the hell does it move so slowly?' was filled in the heads of the nations. They just wanted school to get out, what's wrong with that? Why was time so mean? Pens were made into mustaches. Erasers were used to make skyscrapers. Paperclips were formed into Ss. Anything that could keep boredom away. Who cared about a war that happened 700 years ago, especially a war that they were in themselves? The teacher got half of the facts wrong. The crinkling and crackling of paper was heard throughout the room, coming from the folded notes flying every time the teacher turned her back. Some of the notes contained:

"I'm so bored!"

"Let's go out for ice cream later, kay?"

"Dear England, wanna do bad things tonight? Love, France 3" (which was replied with, "Hell no. Want your economy to sink for three months?")

"Sorry about last night, I was kinda busy, ya know?"

And so on.

Then the bell ring. The entire room was evacuated 30 seconds, leaving behind Greece, and she was sleeping. Turkey drew on her face, humming a song that sounded suspiciously like the Numa Numa song.

Outside of the hallway, Romano steamed. Her face was bright red, which made Spain laughed even harder.

"Look at you! You're like a tomato!" She exclaimed, poking her face.

"D-don't make fun of me, damn it… you bastard…" Romano was shaking and starting to tear up.

Spain giggled cutely. "I'm not making fun of you! I'm giving you a compliment! After all, you're adorable…" She dipped in and gave her a warm hug, not caring if she was going to be hurt (which was most likely going to happen).

Romano was about to push her away, but something in her told her not to. It was okay now, right? Hugging? Girls do tend to hug a lot… 'This is all that guy in the Norths fault!' she thought. If it wasn't for England she wouldn't even be in this situation. Romano whispered, "Let go… bastard…" into Spain's ear, and began to hug back. She started to bite her ear seductively, resulting in a soft moan from Spain.

At that moment, Poland and Lithuania walked by and crept up behind them.

"Like, totally get a room!" Poland cried, Lithuania face-palming.

Spain and Romano automatically separated. How far do you suppose they would've gotten if they didn't intervene?

Lithuania and Poland walked away.

"That's like, totally inappropriate!"

"Yeah."

"Like, omigosh, get some dignity!"

"Yeah."

"Hey, Liet."

"Yeah?"

"Ya wanna?"

Lithuania looked up at her. Nothing about her really even changed, she was still the same old Poland. They both started to blush and hang their heads down. Quietly, she mumbled, "Yeah."

In the cafeteria, Taiwan scribbled on a scrap of paper while muttering something completely incomprehensible in a different language. His hunched back was whacked pretty hard by a girly South Korea.

"Whatcha drawing?" she shouted, maybe a bit too loudly.

"None of your business," he replied sighing.

Korea jumped onto the seat and wrapped her arms around Taiwan. "Come on, just show me!"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"Cause!"

She crossed her arms, clearly miffed. What the hell was so important that she couldn't see it? Korea closed her eyes and stuck out her lips. "Fine. If you don't like me."

"Pssh. I like you."

Korea pointed at Taiwan accusingly, as he jumped. His eyes looked as big as a deer's in a headlights. "So you admit that you love me!"

"I never said that!"

"But you never said you didn't!"

"But I don't!"

Korea smiled. "Sure you don't. If you don't, you should be able to show me the picture." He was trapped.

"U-um…" Taiwan fell to the desk and slid over the picture. She picked up the notebook, her eyes growing bigger. It was an image of her (as a boy), smiling greedy. Surrounded with hearts. Korea giggled.

"I see… so that's what you see me as?"