Disclaimer: I do not on Hetalia

Decided that since I got the impression world academy was set up like a Japanese school, I should probably try to fit the story into that kind of timeline. Short story, sorry if this gets a bit confused/incorrect.

Chapter 10

"And now I can safely say that that unawesome business is finally over," Prussia commented with a sigh of a job well done.

"So I take it you think you did well on your exams," Germany commented as he looked over to his brother's desk relieved. He had continued to help his brother and consequently the rest from their previous study session prepare for the end of semester exams, but he was never too sure how much of it they retained.

"As expected, I did awesome and passed, I just know it. Which means that as long as I keep up this awesomeness I will be like a little bird freed from a cage in time for summer break," Prussia replied. He then looked over to the other and asked, "What about the rest of you."

"I think my brain died from all of that cramming…what about you Roma?" Spain commented as he looked over to Romano. There he found Romano sitting with his head against the desk complaining, "That test was too hard dammit. Why do we even need to know all that stuff? I just want to go out and forget about it."

"Vee, don't feel bad Romano, if you did do bad you can always make it up," Italy said as he tried to cheer up his brother.

"It would be nice to get some food to celebrate finishing the semester. And just think, if it turns out you and Prussia did well then you won't need to go to summer school and all these stupid punishments will be finished," France commented as joined the conversation.

"Big brother France, how do you think you did?" Italy asked as he and the others greeted their friends.

"I'm assuming I did alright, but part of it is that I have a secret weapon," France answered.

"What, did you decide to flirt your way into passing again?" Romano asked snidely.

"Well, as the saying goes if you have it flaunt it. Besides, it's not like I spent a lot of time recently in the studying mood," France answered beginning confidently only to lose the smile at the end. The others shared a silent nod at this, knowing that since France had the miscarriage he would try his best to act normal but would still have depressed moments. It was part of the grieving process, they told themselves, and did not dwell too much in making him explain. After he decided the moment lasted long enough, France continued, "So, celebration. Where should we all go?"

"So then we are going out to celebrate? Fantastic! Oh, wait, is it alright if Japan joins us? We were going to have a newspaper club wrap up meeting or something," Italy asked excited over the idea of going out with the others.

"Sure, why not. The more's the merrier, right?" Spain answered as he began to grab his things. With this decided, the group decided on a restaurant and invited Japan as they grabbed their items. Several minutes later, the group was seated in a restaurant and waiting to have their orders taken.

"Thank you for inviting me out with you guys," Japan commented as he looked at the other nations. Since he was in a different class, it had been a while since he had a chance to sit down and talk with them, and was happy to see that his friends seemed to be doing well.

Soon the waitress came over and asked for their drink orders. Upon seeing that the others were still deciding on drinks, Japan took the initiative and said, "Hai, I will have a sak-!"

"Nien. My apologies, Japan, but it seems I forgot to tell you that we can't drink alcohol in this group," Germany explained.

"None of us can?"

"Blame the stupid potato-bastard. Since he thinks it would be cruel to make his brother watch as he drank beer, he came to the conclusion that we can't drink any kind of alcohol in front of him or Spain," Romano answered obviously upset.

"I suppose it would be bad for the babies if they fell to their temptations and got drunk," Japan commented.

"But Romano, I thought you said you were going to look out for Spain's baby?" Italy asked.

"And I will, but that doesn't mean I can't complain about it," Romano answered.

"If you guys need more time I can come back," the waitress commented, feeling as if she was hearing more than she was supposed to.

"Non, let's re-begin. I will have a mer…I'll just have some carbonated water," France began quickly having to stop himself from accidentally ordering a wine.

"I'll have a raspberry Italian soda in a wine glass," Italy chirped.

"Why so specific?" Spain asked.

"Well, because of the color it kind of looks like a sparkling wine. And with a wine glass it really fits the part," Italy answered.

"That sounds good. Make it two," Spain agreed before telling the waitress. After this the list of drinks became easier and more normal as it came to choosing meals. With this business done, the group continued with small talk until their food came.

The group ate merrily, with Prussia clearing his plate first before looking over hungrily to Germany's. Upon seeing this, Germany sighed and asked, "Honestly, Bruder, you should have known you would still be hungry so why didn't you order more food?"

"Here, Prussia, if you are still hungry you can have some of this food. I'm mostly full anyways," France commented as he offered his friend the rest of his meal.

"But the food you ordered looks crappy. Wes, give me your extra awesome-looking sausage," Prussia answered than ordered with a pout.

"Nien, I was going to eat it. Just call the waitress over and ask for something else to eat," Germany retaliated as he stabbed the sausage and held it away from his brother's reach. Prussia pouted at this, but Germany refused to cave in. He especially liked the sausages this restaurant made, and was not about to surrender the treat simply because his older brother made a begging face.

"But I want that now. And if you think about it all your food needs to do is fuel you. While whatever I east needs to fuel all of my awesomeness plus two little awesome kids. Now who do you think is in more need of that sausage?"

"Ah yes, I heard from Hungary that you were expecting twins Prussia-san. Congratulations," Japan commented in hopes of changing the topic.

The change seemed to work, causing Prussia to say, "That is correct. At our last doctor visit they said that the awesome me was having twins while Spain is having one."

"Don't say it like that! And besides, one little guy sounds perfect. It means less effort having to divide my time between multiple children," Spain argued.

Before this conversation could become more established, however, the waitress returned wondering if they wanted anything else. In response to this, Prussia remember what he previously wanted, causing him to blurt out, "Ja. Wes, give me your sausage!"

We'll stop here with that XD

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