A/N:
Yay! Snow day~! (my school cancelled cuz it snowed, and still is snowing-ish, and the plows couln't work in time)
So that means an update! Yay!
A/N Cont.:
Ahahaha...DON'T KILL ME PLZ! T.T
I know that nobody voted for France-
France: Le Gasp!
-oh, be quiet. Anyway, I couldn't choose who should go next because... *dramatic music*
There's a tie between China and Spain with two points each! O.O
Spain: Que? *happy tears* gracias mi amigos!
China: Really aru? i'm so happy aru!
So this is where you come in: now I need you (my wonderful little bunnies) to vote on either Spain or China to sing next! After their chapter, we'll go back to the normal voting stuff, m'kay?
AND MORE EPIC NEWS:
The WAR OF AWESOME results are in!
Prussia: What was the point of voting? isn't my awesomeness obvious enough?
America: Ahahaha! You lie! My awesome power soooo beats yours!
Me: Quiet! Ok, and the winner...SHALL BE ANNOUNCED AFTER THIS CHAPTER~! *sparkles*
Prussia and America: *jaw drop* BITCH!
Me: Yeah, deal, guys
Japan pulled out the next slip of paper.
"France is next," he said.
France didn't step forward. The other nations looked around, whispering to themselves. Where was he?
As the nations brainstormed where France could be, said nation limped into the room. As he got farther into the room, they noticed a girl with short blonde hair and glasses clinging to his leg and giggling in a creepy way.
They stared at the girl in shock. "Uh, France," England said cautiously. "Who is that?"
"Fangirl," the Frenchman smiled. "They're so loving, non?"
With some -actually a lot of- difficulty, France removed the fangirl from his leg and-after whispering something in her ear-she left the nations.
"Having fangirls fall desperately in love with you is the best part of our job, oui?" France laughed. "So who's singing?"
"Apparently, you are amigo!" Spain smiled.
"Magnifique!" France winked at Japan as he took the lyrics from the smaller man and walked into the booth.
"Ne ne Papa, wine s'il vous plaît
Ne ne Maman, ne ne Maman
I can never forget those flavors
Of the pot-au-feu I ate so long ago
"Draw a circle, it's the Earth,
Draw a circle, it's the Earth,
Draw a circle, it's the Earth,
I am France."
"What an unfortunate thing it is, too," England sighed.
"Draw a circle it's the Earth,
Staring closely at the Earth,
Should it happen to be the Earth,
I am France
"Ah, with just one brushstroke,
You can see all of the wonderful world
The beautiful lilies and chanson
Are lovers here!"
At the word "lovers", France blew a kiss to the nations watching and a background of roses surrounded the country of love. Even after the roses had faded away, the scent of flowers stuck around.
("Those relaxing, elegant cafés of yours,
I made them first, you know")
"Draw a circle it's the Earth,
Draw a circle it's the Earth,
Draw a circle it's the Earth,
I am France
"Draw a circle it's the Earth,
The ever surprising, shocking Earth
Reclining back on the Earth,
I am France
"Ah, from just one stew pot,
Comes the recipe of tear-worthy bliss ("With mustard seed and rock salt, okay?")
And after fully enjoying dinner,
A Cabaret•night•show!
"Hé hé frère, Beaujolais, s'il vous plaît
While you're here sœur, will you pour some for me?
Oi oi pépère, harmony is the best
Hi hi bébé ("You're number one, too ")
Ne ne papa, also Bordeaux, s'il vous plaît?
Ne ne maman, ne ne maman
I can never forget those flavors
Of the pot-au-feu I ate so long ago
"The omelettes are fluffy and soft, at Mont Saint-Michel!
"Draw a circle it's the Earth,
Draw a circle it's the Earth,
Draw a circle it's the Earth,
I am France
"Ah, with just one brushstroke,
You can see all of the wonderful world
The beautiful lilies and chanson
Are lovers here
"Ah, throughout the whole world
Sleep recipes of happiness
Our opera and ballet here are the best
Please come and see !"
France stepped out of the booth and Italy ran up and hugged him.
"Can we really go and visit your house, Big Brother?" he asked. "It's so pretty there!"
Romano growled as France wrapped his arm around his fratello. He got up and pulled Veneciano away.
"There is no way I'm letting you visit the wine bastard's house!"
"But Paris is so pretty at night!" the younger Italian tried to argue.
"Speaking about night," Lithuania said quietly, "It's getting kind of late. Goodnight, everyone." He picked up a sleeping Poland and left. Russia smiled to the nations and followed.
Japan nodded. "It is getting late. Perhaps we should continue tomorrow?"
The nations agreed and said their goodbyes. Japan and Germany made sure to lock the studio after everyone left. There was no way that anyone could get in and tamper with the equipment like Prussia had done the night before.
A/N:
...This was a short and (in my opinion) fail of a chapter. T.T France is almost as hard as Japan for me..but it's over now~!
Ok, so explaination for random fangirl: that's one of my buds (and our France) and for some reason, that came up in a conversation so I had to do it *shot*
And now, for the moment you've all been waiting for:
THE WAR OF AWESOME RESULTS:
WITH A SCORE OF SIX POINTS...THE WINNER IS:
A TIE
Prussia and America: *jaw drop* WHAAAAAAT?
Ahaha, that's right! with a score of six points each, the WAR OF AWESOME continues! vote now~! *wink*
Until next time:
Ciao~!
