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Now without further delay, The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type~ I hope you enjoy this chapter. ^^
The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type!
The room was quiet and empty until a small hand grasped the handle and begun to turn it. The hand stopped as it heard a voice. "Oh there you are Lovino, the rest of the club is assembled, and you should be heading to the music room." The instructor said to the short brown haired boy, with a fly away curl.
Lovino said, "I'm sorry sir, but I'm not going."
The instructor was startled at first then realized the child was probably pulling a prank; he chuckled and said, "Nice one Lovino. Now come on we're waiting for you. You have a great talent for the piano it'd be a shame to lose it. So forget about quitting and come back to the club." He rested both hands on the small boys' shoulders, a smile on his face. "If you play the piano, you're sure to be popular with all the ladies."
"But that'll take too much time." Lovino answered angrily. "I don't have that much time!"
A regular day at the high school, the birds were chirping in the gentle breeze. A lone young boy walked through the halls to a flight of stairs. He looked around looking for something, 'The top floor, on the south building.' He thought as he walked up the stairs. 'At the end of the North hallway.' He continued walking through corridors and reached a large pair of doors. He looked up to the sign labeling the room, 'In the music room that's never used. This is it. This is the place!' he nodded to himself and grasped the handle firmly. He turned it and opened the door. Greeting him was a blinding light and a shower of petals. Lovino fell back in surprise of the sight.
In front of him was the host club, as flashy as ever in their Arabian attire. They all smiled kindly, "Welcome to the Hetalia High School Host club." They said in perfect unison as always.
"Oh it's just a twerp." Alfred said un-amused and unimpressed that it wasn't some 'smoking babe' as he called them. "Not only that it's just a boy."
Now it was Francis's turn to speak, his smooth voice carried over the room, "What is wrong enfant? Did you come to my palace in search of somezing?" he asked with a smile, holding out his ringed hand.
Lovino, still slightly taken aback, stood, "A-are you the king of this place?" he asked unsure. Francis's eyes widened and then he sighed happily. Lovino was beginning to get annoyed, "Well are you?"
"Come closer lost one." Francis said, Lovino walked forward still unsure of this collage of characters, "What was it you called me?" Francis asked as Lovino got closer.
"The king."
Francis sighed happily, "Ze king! Ah yes I am ze king of ze host club! Long live ze host king~!" he was extremely happy due to the fact the rest of the host club refused to call him by that ridiculous name.
"I'm an elementary fifth year, Lovino Vargas!" Lovino yelled. Francis was taken aback by the boy for a moment. Lovino pointed to the host club and in a determined voice said, "I want the host club king to take me as an apprentice!"
The rest of the club was stunned, not knowing how to respond. No one had ever come in and asked to be an apprentice of any of them. They looked at the Italian boy in surprise at his bold request. Francis was nothing short of delighted, now he had a child who would call him king and he could teach him! Arthur sighed and wished the kid the best with dealing with the frog.
I was a normal day at the host club, and it was in full swing now. The ladies chatted with their favorite host and with each other, sipping tea and eating cakes or small sandwiches. "Oh my Francis, you have an apprentice?" one of the girls asked Francis.
"Oui, he is still in elementary school but I like ze fire in his eyes." Francis said soothingly as always.
"But are you sure it's okay for such a young boy to become a host?" the girl said with a light blush across her face. She sucked in a breath as Francis lifted her head with an index finger.
"But why wouldn't it be? Love has nozing to do wiz age. Take us for instance, whenever I look at you my heart starts pounding," he brought the girl close to his face, only a centimeter of distance was between their lips now, "I feel like a love sick little boy." Lovino was staring at the scene, his eyes peeled, not even blinking once.
"Oh Francis~" the girl swooned.
Arthur watched the display and sighed, "Don't you blokes think it's weird that he's making the kid observe them up close?" He asked Yao.
"There is a theory that people appear more beautiful the closer they are viewed, aru. Francis seems to live by that theory, aru. Well let's leave them alone." Yao said with a content smile, writing something else in that black notebook of his. Arthur gave him a glance, questioning his choice of action, but decided to say nothing at the moment.
Francis lifted the girls hand, "You naughty girl, you've drawn me to the forbidden fruit." Francis said in that voice that'd make any girl turn to a pile of mushy feelings and be like putty in his hands. "Dearest you're ze mermaid zat's brought life into my lonely sea. My mermaid princess."
"I remind you of a mermaid?" the girl asked happily. Then the atmosphere was broken by Lovino.
"You look more like the carp that swim in my pond; I'd never lie to a girl about her being beautiful." Lovino said without any hint of feelings toward the girl.
"A CARP!?" the girl cried and began to sob.
Francis tried to comfort her, "Oh don't listen to him he is just a little brat, you know how zey are. Zey can't help but say anyzing but ze truth."
"THE TRUTH!?" the girl began to sob harder; Francis cursed himself for being so stupid.
He attempted to comfort her again, maybe this time he wouldn't screw up, "But zat's just his opinion, I don't zink you look like a carp and even if you did you'd be ze best looking carp ever." He sighed, hoping that he fixed it, but he was wrong.
"SO I AM A CARP!" the girl ran out crying and sobbing.
"Ah no zat's not what I meant." He said.
"Francis you big jerk I hate you!" the girl ran out crying and sobbing.
"Attendre ma princesse sirène!" Francis cried after the girl.
"Man what a friken crybaby." Lovino said in a monotone voice; Francis felt like dying at that moment, or at least strangling the kid.
The twins swooped in on their opportunity to tease Francis. They stifled their chuckles, "S-so how's it going Franny?" Alfred asked. "An adorable little apprentice y-you got there."
"Alfie. Do you wish you had a cute brother like Lovino, eh?" Mathew asked in a shy voice, hiding half his face behind his hand.
Alfred took Mathew in his arms, "No Mattie, I could search the entire Fricken world and never find a better bro than you Mattie."
"Ah, Alfie." Mathew said in his quiet voice, his head resting on his twins' chest. The girls began to gush over the twins as always.
Lovino was taken aback by the display, "They're homos! And they're brothers! That makes that totally fucking inceptuous!"
Francis stood behind him, a stern look on his face, "I think you meant to say incestuous."
Lovino looked behind him in fright. "Hey Lovi-chan~!" Roderich yelled as he leapt on the back of Lovino, "Do you vant to eat some cake vith me~? Ve have lime, strawberry, und schokolade~"
Lovino threw off the other, turning and started to yell at him, "Hey back off! What grade are you in anyway?! Why are you wearing a high school uniform!?" Roderich had tears in his eyes from shock.
A tall figure loomed over them, "Something vrong Roderich?" Lovino turned to see Gilbert looming over them. He yelled in surprise and backed away.
"That's not fair; a little fucking kid like you shouldn't have a fucking cool older friend like him!" Lovino yelled as Roderich climbed onto his classmate, hanging onto him for protection.
Lovino backed away, still afraid and ran into Arthur, Arthur bit his lip so he wouldn't let out a hiss of pain. He made sure the tea set wouldn't fall out of his hands and make his debt larger. He forced a smile, "Are you alright? I know it's kind of crazy around here huh? It took me a while to get used to these guys. Don't freak out, I'm sure you'll get used to it." Arthur said with a smile to Lovino.
Lovino looked at Arthur for a moment with a questioning look, 'This guy kinda acts like a girl.' "Hey are you a fucking cross dresser?"
Arthur had a fire in his eyes and grabbed the brat by the collar of the shirt, "I'm not a bloody cross dresser you twat!" he yelled angrily, offended on the behalf of one of his family members.
Francis and the twins sensed the kids unenviable death coming too soon so they swooped in to save him. Francis laughed and grabbed the boy, "Arzur, I zink it's time Lovi worked on carrying a tea set~"
Mathew and Alfred ruffled the brit's hair, "Y-yeah Artie let the brat carry the tea set, you need a break, and your company is getting bored."
Arthur sighed and shoved the tea set in the boys hands, "Here, it's fragile."
Lovino took it for a moment then let it drop to the floor, the fine tea cups shattering. Everything was dead silent until they heard the noise similar to a mob of angry bulls. They looked up and saw Yao running at them full steam ahead. "LO-VI-NO VAR-GAS!" he yelled. They realized soon enough if they didn't move, they'd be dead meat.
"RUUUUUUUN!" the twins yelled and they ran away from the pissed of Asian.
"GET BACK HERE, ARU! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" they managed to escape him; they breathed heavily for a moment.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR YOU LITTLE TWAT!?" Arthur yelled at Lovino.
"THE TEASET WAS HEAVY YOU BASTARD A LITTLE KID COULDN'T HOLD THAT SHIT!" Lovino yelled back.
"OH I'M SORRY LITTLE BABY, WHY NOT GO HOME TO MUMMY!?"
"AT LEAST I HAVE BETTER FUCKING TEETH THAN YOU DO SNAGLETOOTH!"
"TAKE THAT BACK CREEPER!"
"MAKE ME LIMEY!"
"BOZ OF YOU SHUT UP!" Francis yelled after a while, "Arzur just go to ze host club room and calm down, I'll talk to Lovino." Arthur huffed and agreed, the twins following him.
"Lovino you have to do what I say if you want to be my apprentice." Francis said as calmly as possible.
"I'm not here to carry tea sets and shit I'm here to learn how to make someone happy!"
"You won't get anywhere wiz zat attitude." He grabbed the Italian boy by the ear and dragged him back to the host club room, Lovino meanwhile cursing up a storm. When he arrived he pointed to the brat and said, "Put this brat in isolation!"
"You got it boss." The twins said, locking Lovino in a cage.
"What the crap is going on here!? Why'd you put me in a fucking cage bastards?!" Lovino yelled from behind the bars.
"Yeah and where'd it come from?" Arthur asked himself. Though he knew he'd never get an answer. "This is supposed to be a music room right?"
"This is no fucking way to treat your loyal apprentice! Let me out now!" Lovino yelled at Francis.
Francis sat calmly, sipping tea, the ladies had already left for closing time. "Not until you learn your lesson. I made you my apprentice because I zought you were serious about being a host but I guess you weren't." he sighed and sipped his tea again; "It's a shame really."
"I am serious beard bastard! Totally serious!" Lovino yelled. Francis took a sip of his tea again, ignoring the boy. "I want you to teach me how to make a person happy!" he slumped to the floor in defeat, "I'm going to run out of time. Please won't you teach me?" Arthur looked to the child with sympathy, "You're a host because you like to make people happy right? You like bringing a smile to someone's face. That's why you do it right?" Francis looked to the child. "Please won't you teach me to be like you? You're a genius at it! You're the king!"
Francis stood with a smile, "Well you're a brat, but you have a desire to become a host so I'll teach you." Lovino looked at the host club leader with determination. "You know Lovi, you and I are so much alike."
'Oh that poor kid.' Arthur thought to himself.
"Then you'll help me become the kind of host that can make anyone happy?" Lovino said excited, standing to his feet.
"Of course, making someone happy is ze soul purpose of being a host. If this is what you really want Lovino then you'll have to figure out how to use the material you already have." Francis said in a scholarly tone.
"What the crap does that mean?" Lovino asked, thoroughly confused.
"You see here at the Hetalia High host club, our policy is to use our own individuality traits to meet the needs of our guests, aru. For example there's Francis the princely type, aru. There's the strong silent type. The boy-Lolita type, aru. The little devil type. And the cool type, aru. It's all about variety. And now our group is complete with the addition of the addition of Arthur, the natural, aru. It would seem that right now we have a blend of all characteristics. So it's going to be difficult to find a new type for you, aru." Yao said with a smile.
"If you go by his age he should be the boy-Lolita type." Alfred said thoughtfully.
"But Roddie-sempaii already has that covered." Mathew pointed out.
Roderich had tears streaming down his face, "I-Is he going to replace me?"
"Oh come on is that all you boys got?" a voice asked unimpressed. You could see Elizabeta rising out from under the floor in her usual way.
"What's up with this place it's supposed to be a music room." Arthur said to himself.
Elizabeta sighed, "Sorry to interrupt you gentlemen but what's with the lack luster character analysis? Really I thought I taught you better." She said in disappointment.
"Alright zen Ms. Manager. What category would you put Lovino in? He can't be ze boy-Lolita because Roddie-sempaii already has zat taken care of." Francis said.
"You just don't get it do you!?" She asked, shocking Francis and Roderich. "Now listen up, there are plenty of girls who have a thing for younger boys or boys with young boy faces. These girls would be considered shota fans. Now shota can be a very broad category, so it's important to know that the genre can be broken down into many different sub categories. For example shota fans in Lolita boys would pick someone like Roddie, but this little boy is different. If I had to pick a category for him- yes he would be the naughty boy type without a doubt!"
Lovino looked at this girl like she was crazy, "The naughty type?" the cage was lifted and a whistle sounded.
"Now to play up the naughty boy type you have to wear shorts." He was already wearing shorts so that was done. Another whistle, "You gotta have bumps and bruises, give him a couple scars!" the twins took a marker and drew a few lines on him to make them look like scars. Another whistle, "Run like a spoiled child! Make it reckless!" Another whistle, "Now I want you to trip and make it big!" Lovino fell to the ground and let out a huff as he hit the ground. "Are you okay little boy?" the Hungarian girl asked. Another whistle, "Now give them your catch phrase!"
Lovino wiped his mouth and looked away, "No big deal, it was nothing'."
Elizabeta looked so happy, "That was perfect~ Absolutely perfect~!"
Francis clapped his hands, "That was astounding, I never knew you were such a great coach Elizabeta." Francis said a grin etched on his face.
Elizabeta laughed. Lovino looked like he was about to die, 'They're idiots! A bunch of fucking idiots!' "Ugh! I've had enough of this!" Lovino yelled. The room went dead silent, "This is so stupid none of this is ever going to help me make him happy!"
"Who's him?" Arthur asked himself once more, he seemed to be doing that a lot these few days.
"Wait Lovino, we haven't taught you how to apply ze skills you learned yet." Francis said, as the door slammed shut and Lovino ran away.
Elizabeta sighed, "Oh I swear younger boys are good for nothing, I went through all that trouble to teach him. And he quits." She said as she went back into the floor.
Francis pouted, "I can't believe he ditched us because he didn't like ze lesson. What a selfish little gosse."
"There aren't many people who'd enjoy that bloody lesson frog." Arthur said, "But never mind that, were you listening to what he said?"
XFlashbackX
"I'm going to run out of time. Please won't you teach me?"
XFlashback endX
"He said he was going to run out of time, what do you think he means by that frog?" Arthur asked Francis. "I think that maybe it's a guy."
Realization hit Francis as he looked to the doors that Lovino had just ran out of. He had a thoughtful look on his face. What would he do?
"How did we let them talk us into this?" Arthur asked his friend.
"It'll be okay Artie-chan, it was so easy to sneak in. And vearing zis uniform I really do look like I'm in elementary school." Roderich said, looking out from behind a wall.
"Yeah you do, I can understand why they wanted you to wear the uniform. What I don't bloody get is why they made me dress up in this middle school uniform." Arthur said, slightly peeved.
XFlashbackX
"Alright men to initiate our mission." Francis said in a low voice.
"What do you tossers mean?" Arthur asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and worry.
"Vhat mission?" Roderich repeated Arthur's question.
"I've assessed ze situation, we'll sneak into ze elementary school." He laughed, "You two are going in~"
"But where are we going?" Roderich and Arthur said in unison, worried.
XFlashback endX
"What's the reason for us to get into disguises when we stick out like a bloody sore thumb?" Arthur asked Roderich. The actual elementary school kids looked at them, wondering what the heck they were doing in their school.
The door behind them showed the rest of the host club, "Oh zere's a reason a damn good reason." Francis said, looking at Arthur from behind.
Roderich pulled Arthur along by his arm, "Zis vay Artie-chan!" he said, causing Arthur to bend over slightly, causing the skirt to go up a bit. Francis blushed but grinned at the same time, the twins tried not to look but to no avail.
"Isn't he the cutest~?" the twins said happily.
"Oh look at him in zat mini skirt~" Francis said dreamily. "Arzur looks like a little doll~~"
Yao looked up from his book, "So basically you just wanted to see him dressed up like that, aru." Francis refused to say anything.
Roderich opened the door, "Zis is it, Lovi-chan's classroom. Vhen I vas in elementary school zis used to be my classroom too~" Roderich said happily, walking into the classroom.
Arthur followed behind him; he laid his hand on the desk, the skirt moving in the wind, "There's no one here?"
"So ze kids' classroom is empty is it?" Francis said walking in leisurely.
"This sure takes me back." The twins said in unison.
"I wonder if doodles are still on my desk." Mathew wondered, as he pet his polar bears head.
"Doubtful, the school changes out the desks every year, aru." Yao said.
Arthur felt like screaming at those imbeciles. "Hey we should go to the cafeteria after this."
"I want to see the old gym after this bro's."
"Hmm, great idea." Francis exclaimed.
Arthur turned to face the rest of the club, "Hey if you're going to just barge in here like that then why are we wearing these stupid outfits you wankers." Arthur struggled to keep himself from yelling at them.
"Don't worry about it." Alfred said with a grin on his face.
"There's no one here to catch us." Mathew said. As soon as he said that footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway. The host club hid under the desks, whispering to each other angrily.
"If the teacher finds us." Mathew started.
"We'll have a hard time explaining why we snuck into an elementary school." Alfred finished.
"Shh, shut up gits." Arthur said, "Just keep your lips zipped." He did a motion across his lips acting as if he was really zipping his lips shut.
The twins and Francis followed the motion, a big blush on their faces, "Arthur is the cutest thing I've ever seen~!~!~!"
The footsteps began to fade away and the host club crawled out of their hiding place. Arthur went to go check out the scene, "It's okay he's gone, but you guys we came here to get the scoop on Lovi so what do you think we should do now?"he asked the rest of his fellow hosts.
"Well here's something interesting, aru." Yao said. Him and Roderich were looking at a wall donned with pictures in frames.
"What did you find?" Arthur asked. Yao pointed to a picture with Lovino, and another boy playing the piano. "Hey that's Lovi."
"So he's in the music club, aru." Yao said.
"He looks like he's enjoying himself. The little bastard. It's nice to see him with a smile on his face." Arthur said with a smile. "I had no idea he could look so sweet."
"Yeah." Francis agreed.
Moments later the group found the music room, Lovino was sitting on the windowsill looking out the window. "E-Excuse me, Vargas." A boy's voice sounded and brought Lovino back to attention. HE looked to see who it was. It was a boy a little taller than he was, he had chocolate brown hair and light brown eyes, his tanned skin looked healthy and he had a big grin on his face. "Have you been practicing the new piece insegnante gave us?"
"The new piece? No haven't even looked at it, it's a piece of merda." Lovino said rolling his eyes.
The boy in front of him laughed, "Still the same huh Lovi, doesn't practice till the last minute~ If you want I can show it to you Lovi."
Lovino wrinkled his nose his curl twitching, "How many times have I told you not to call me that?"
"Sorry Lovino, do you want to play it with me?" the boy asked.
"Ah, no thanks. You go ahead though." Lovino said to the boy.
He was saddened for a moment before smiling, "Okay, I'll play it for you. If you want to join in just let me know." The boy turned and adjusted the piano. He soon started the piece, the notes flying out from the piano, his fingers flying across the keys not missing a single note. The song was beautiful and calming.
"Pardon me mademoiselle. I've never seen any rose more lovely zan you my dear." Francis said to a passing girl who just left the music room. He handed her a rose, "Here zis is for you. I was wondering if you could tell me who zat boy is playing ze piano? Do you know him?"
The girl smiled and nodded, "That's Antonio Fernandez Carrideo."
"His name is Antonio?"
"That's right, but you better not fall in love with him."
"Why not?"
"Don't you know? Tonio's moving away soon, her papa just got a new job in Spain so they have to move there at the end of the month." She explained.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?! I want you bastards to leave immediately!" Lovino yelled angrily. Francis walked up to the Italian boy and threw him over his shoulder, carrying him off.
"Put me down what are you doing beard bastard!?" Lovino screeched. Antonio walked out and saw Lovino, Lovino looked to him and started struggling. "Put me down! Let me go! Come on!"
"It's time to go gentlemen." Francis said as him and the club walked away. "Quit thrashing around Lovi."
Francis put Lovino down only after reaching the host club room, "What is your problem beard bastard?!"
"I'm sorry but you're ze bastard!" Francis said, taking Lovino by surprise. "You told me zat you wanted me to teach you how to make people happy. But zat's not it is it?! You're not concerned wiz ze happiness of just anyone you've got your sights set on one person. You only care about one, and zat's Antonio Carrideo." Lovino looked shocked that he had found out, "But I'm afraid there's nozing I can do to help you wiz zat. Listen Lovino, I know zat I told you zat it's ze job of a host to make any person happy. But when you care for someone, you must find ze courage to express what is in your heart! You have to tell him how you feel about him! You didn't come to me looking to becoming a full fledged host, you came to me looking to be a full fledged man."
"It doesn't fucking matter anymore." Lovino said his head in his hands, "I've run out of time. I just- I wanted to hear him play, before he left for good. That's all."
The sound of a sheet filled the room as Francis unveiled something, "That piece he was playing, it was called it's Mozart's Sonata in D Major for two pianos right?" Francis walked over to a curtain and pulled it back, showing a clean white piano.
"Wait a minute, since when is there a grand piano in here?" Arthur asked thoroughly confused.
"Well this is a music room after all." Mathew said with a smile.
"So why wouldn't it have a piano?" Alfred concluded.
"It is a music room after all, aru." Yao said calmly, sitting in a chair.
"It is a music room." Gilbert said, stifling a laugh at Arthur's expression.
"It's alvays been zere, ve just keep it covered up." Roderich said eating a piece of cake with Gilbird snatching a few crumbs here and there.
Francis lifted his hands and began to play the piece perfectly, never missing a note, never holding too long, and never playing the wrong note. The sounds of the piano filled the room, it was breathtaking music playing. And for an instant it made Arthur feel jealous of the frog, but just for an instant.
"Awesome." Lovino said.
XFlashbackX
"Hey Vargas, I notice you're always listening to me when I play the piano. Do you like it? Do you want to learn how to play together?" Antonio asked Lovino one day after she finished playing.
XFlashback endX
'He played beautifully, but it wasn't just the piano that I liked.' Lovino thought.
"For ze next week you will spend your mornings, lunches, recess, and free time after school in piano lessons wiz me." Francis said while still playing perfectly.
"But why?" Lovino asked.
"You wanted to be my apprentice right? Besides zat boy looked like he wanted nozing more zan to play ze piano wiz you." Francis replied calmly.
It was a normal day as Antonio warily walked through the hallways of Hetalia High. He found the old abandoned music room and looked at his invitation again. This was the room. He turned the handle and was met with a room. The host club stood and smiled, "Welcome." They chorused. He looked up and saw Lovino sitting at the piano; he looked up and smiled at the other boy.
"Come and play the piano with me Tonio."
Antonio smiled, "Okay~" the two boys began to play beautifully. The host club smiled as the listened closely.
"We did a good zing." Francis said with a smile.
"He's so good at the piano. I guess that's one thing that makes him like you huh frog?" Arthur said.
Francis smiled, "Yes I suppose so."
"So you've been exchanging emails with Antonio recently?" Arthur asked Lovino.
"Yeah more or less." Lovino said with a smirk, "I like her but she can get pretty jealous for an elementary school girl. She'd be upset if she knew I was hanging out with all you ladies, so let's keep this our little secret."
"Aww isn't he the cutest~?" the girls gushed. "I wish I had a little brother just like him~"
"Naughty boys are the best." One girl said, kissing Lovino's cheek, his curl forming a heart shape. "I could just kiss you~" another girl said.
Francis was enraged, "You little brat what are you doing?! Zose are my guests!" he said angrily.
Lovino chuckled, "Ha, well I guess they found someone they like better. It's so easy to steal your customers. I think there's a new host king in town."
Francis looked like he was about to explode, Mathew and Alfred were holding him down, "I thought he'd be able to now blow up." Mathew said.
"We should've known he'd blow up sooner or later." Alfred said.
Yao scribbled something in his note book and Arthur just smiled, "Geez Lovino does act a lot like the frog, I'm sure he was a spoiled brat too when he was little."
"I was not a spoiled brat! I was nozing like zat I was an angel!" Francis disagreed. Lovino only grinned.
A/N: hey guys I hope you liked this chapter~~ :D Here's some SpaMano~ Wait till next chapter for more :D Yes everything you could ever want, a pissed off Asian, and England in a firetrucking miniskirt! :D
Translations
French-
Enfant- child
Attendre ma princesse sirène!- wait my mermaid princess
Mademoiselle- miss
Gosse- brat
German-
und schokolade-and chocolate
Italian-
Insegnante- teacher
Merda- shit
