Chapter 7: Mini chapter

I am so, SO SORRY. I've neglected my duties as a fan-fiction writer and haven't updated like I said I would. This week's chapter is late too, so I'll give you this mini chapter instead. I don't know when the real chapter will be up, hopefully soon after this. My family's not willing to let me spend the whole day in my room writing like I was planning to do, so I can't be sure about my update schedule.

Well, I hope you can forgive me and enjoy the mini chapter.

Ludwig's Journal: To figure out an Italian

Day One

Today Feliciano came storming into our dorm, chased by what seemed like a big, fluffy cat.

The cat jumped on top of him and started purring, while Feliciano begged for me to let him keep it. I wanted to say no, seeing as the school doesn't allow pets (some students are an exception though, like my brother and that Grecian guy; The animals just can't seem to stay away from them), but that would only lead to Feliciano sneaking in the cat while I wasn't looking.

I let him promise he wouldn't tell anyone, but judging by the faraway look on his face it won't be long till someone finds out.

Conclusion: Italians like cats. I was unable to figure them out today.

Day Two

When I walked into our dorm, I found Feliciano and his brother fighting. Well, Lovino was choking Feliciano, who was crying, and the cat was just watching from the window. I'm not sure if I can really call that fighting, but measuring with Italian standards it was 'hella hardcore'. (How can Gilbert talk like that? I could feel a few brain cells die at the word 'hella'.)

When I broke them apart it appeared they were fighting over nothing, but Lovi quickly explained (with shouting and cursing) that Feliciano 'fucking ate all the tomatoes.' Apparently, Feliciano had used them to make pasta sauce, eating some of the leftovers when Lovi walked in. That resulted in their little disagreement, or as some would like to call it, a bitch-fight.

Conclusion: Don't mess with Italians' food, it makes them angry. I was unable to figure them out today.


The Great Prussia's Diary

Dear Diary,

I was so awesome today! If I was any more awesome, Chuck Norris would've dropped to his knees and begged me to teach him!

Okay, maybe not. But that Norris guy freaks me out!

My arm still has plasters but I can practically do anything I want with it. Sometimes I even forget it's broken! The nurse says it's healing very fast, unusually fast actually. It must be a side-effect of my awesomeness.

I haven't had the chance to get revenge on Elizabeta yet. I need to plan my awesome revenge before it's too late!

That Matthew guy I've been hanging out with is pretty cool! Not as cool as me of course, but cool enough. He makes really good pancakes and sometimes proceeds to sneak in his polar bear! I guess that's one of the perks of being nearly invisible, I mean: It's a freaking polar bear. Any normal person would have A LOT of trouble sneaking that shit in. Maybe he can help me find West's porn stash someday :D

I haven't found a date to the party yet :( Francis keeps saying that love is in every corner of the world, but that doesn't really cheer me up since the earth is kinda round and not a square.

Well, Awesomeness has to leave now. I'm going to teach Gilbird to shit on Ivan's head :D

-Prussia


Francis' problems

Times are hard! It's getting colder and I don't have access to my winter wardrobe, and I fear mon petit lapin Arthur is going to snap anytime soon! And the girls! Oh, the girls! With the party coming soon, everyone wants something from me, whether it's a date or a dress or love advice. So much work to do! Mon Dieu, if this is what's happening now I don't want to wait till the prom period starts!

The worst part about this is that I haven't been able to get myself a date to the party. While there are plenty of girls (and occasionally some boys) asking for my attention, none of them really catches my eye. I know what people have been saying, but despite what they're thinking I'm not a player. Well, maybe a little bit, but what can I say? L'amour can be found in every corner of the world.

I wish they would see me for who I really am.

-Francis


Wow, Francis' part turned out rather depressing. I kind of wanted to show how he thought about his reputation of a heartbreaker, without going all fangirl on your asses like 'FRANCE IS JUST MISUNDERSTOOD AND IS ACTUALLY A VIRGIN WHO HASN'T EVEN HAD HIS FIRST KISS' or shit like that. What I wanted to make clear is that, yeah, he's a player, but at least his love is real, and he has feelings too, ya know. Even though I don't particularly like his character I think we need to remind ourselves of this.

So, maybe I'll do more mini-chapters like this in the future, I don't know. It was fun to write. I'm trying to get the next chapter out today, but I probably won't succeed. I'm truly sorry.

Well, see ya next time!

Bunny out!