Hey guys! So I'm starting a new story called Hetalia High where you can be a student. This is a gift from me to you for my hitting double digits. Not everyone will be chosen but any of my frequent reviewers will I.E: lunereclipse, Lovi's Tomato Lover, and Idon'tknowhowtodealwiththis. You guys are the definition of Prussia!

Also today was the unofficial last day of school. Now just onto the testing days. I think I'm gonna need Italy's white flag.

Well the reviewers this time are: Idon'tknowhowtodealwiththis, Lovi's Tomato Lover, lunereclipse, FallingforWerewolves, DeadlyNightmareTrio13, lsp

Review to keep this story going!


Q: Romano: WHY U NO LOVE AMERICA!

Romano: Because he is the stupid burger bastard! He is so idiotic!

America: I'm not stupid! *grins* I'M THE HERO!

Romano: That's why I don't like you! So annoying!

Q: Romano: I'v been shiping you two since i found out about it so get off you're cute lazy Italian ass, and kiss that idiotic American! Or else I will raise the price of flour in your part of Italy so you can kiss pasta goodbye! Btw...Iloveyou! /

Romano: *sobs* I...Don't...Want...To!

Q: America: Are you aware that there are zombies in your weiner? (I'm refering to florida)

America: Um, what? Holy crap! It's the zombie apocalypse! Save yourselves!

Britain: God! You are an idiotic, stupid, annoying little twat!

Q: Japan: Whats your top three fav pairings?

Japan: *blushes* Um, they are in the room with me. I will tell you later.

Q: Britain: You know you should really take some cooking lessons from your 2p self. I had one of his cuppycakes yesterday and it was delicious! I think it was glass flavored...

Britain: Are you insane? That guy can't cook and he'd try to cook me in his cupcakes! Also, you should consult a poison control specialist.

Q: Canada: Do you wanna be a Canadian idiot or not?

Canada: I don't think I'm an idiot.

Prussia: You're not an idiot, Birdie.

Q: Prussia: Can you count all the different kinds of people you've slept with?

Prussia: Yes, I can count all of the people I've slept with.

Q: Ukraine: A couple of my role playing buddies kept saying that i should be you because I have bigger... you know, than most of the girls in my classes. So I know how you feel and your not alone. *Hugs*

Ukraine: *Tries to hug, stopped by a... few problems*

Q: France: Know that I'v said that, can I have a NONperverted hug?

France: What's "non-perverted" mean?

Q: Prussia: What kind of animal would you be at a rave party?

Prussia: A Gilbird.

Q: Hungary: You're so awesome and I love how fearlessly you can fight in a war with a frying pan! If you knew Italy was a boy this whole time, how come you didn't tell HRE or Mr. Austria?

Hungary: Because I enjoyed dressing him up in cute dresses! And I figured they already knew.

Q: Chibimano: Uwaaaaaaa! Your so cuuuuuuute! Why don't you like Sir Holy Roman Empire?

Chibimano: Because he is a stupid potato bastard and he took my little fratello away from me.

Q: Romano:Why don't you like Germany?

Romano: Because he's an idiot who distracts my fratello.

Q: Germany: Does it arouse you when Italy eats wrust or sausages?

Germany: *blushes profusely* ummmmmm yesitdoesnextquestionplease!

Q: Italy: Is it true that hot pasta is a turn on for Italians?

Italy: Ve~ Of course!

Q: Austria/Germany/Prussia: WHAT IN THE WORLD IS A GERMAN SPARKLE PARTY! -flails arms in confusion-

Austria/Germany: *puts face down in arms and cries*

Prussia: It's an AWESOME party!

Q: Canada: Mama carries a hockey stick with him? Or does Mama always finds one around?

Canada: *blushes* Well I always carry one but I usually never use it! That would be mean!

Q: Romano: Our dear lovable PMSing Italian! We dare you to sing the Barney song! Its goes like-'I hate you! You hate me! Let's get together and kill Barney! With a knife and a fork stabbed through his head! Aren't you glad that Barney's dead?'

Romano: I don't PMS! I'm not a girl! I'm only going to sing it because the author has threatened to take away pasta if I don't: Ti odio! Tu mi odi! Stiamo insieme e uccidere Barney! Con un coltello e una forchetta pugnalato con la sua testa! Non sei contento che Barney è morto?

Q: Spain: Why do you think your pirate self hurts Lovi?

Spain: I don't know! I try to control it but I just can't! *cries*

Romano: *grabs Spain* shhh Non piangere, amare. Non farmi del male. So che non lo dire. Io ti perdono.

Q: Greece: How long do you think you can last without a nap?

Dude, he fell asleep while I read this question. I think that should answer your question.

Q: France: Bonjour! I'm Paris! A friend of ze triplets! I am happy to meet ze perzon that repersents the country I'm from! Hug?

France: Oui, you make Papa proud!

Q: Canada: What do you think of that idea that you're "America's hat"?

Canada: *eye twitch* Dieu nom de Dieu! Pourquoi est-il le seul moment où je suis reconnu, je suis connu comme chapeau de l'Amérique ou de son état 51ème! JE SUIS mon propre pays! JE SUIS LA MASSE DES TERRES deuxième plus grand! Je suis le putain de mère NICEST PLACE TO BE! JE SUIS LE CANADA!

Q: Finland: Why do you think Sweden calls you his wife?

Finland: I don't know! He won't tell me why!

Q: Romano: Why are you always denying your obvious feelings for Spain?

Romano: *blushes* I don't hide my feelings. I never said I didn't love him.

Q: Hungary: What is your yaoi OTP?

Hungary: Um, that's a tough one. It's a toss up between Germany and Italy *Looks at Germany blushing while Italy cuddles up to him* and Prussia and... Canda? No... Canada! *Looks over to Prussia who is trying to stop Canada from beating America's brains in with a hockey stick*

Q: America: Why are you called America when there is more than one America? You do know that Canada IS part of America? He is even part of the same America (North America)... Oh god... I just had a really perverted thought...

America: Who's Canada?

Canada: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! *swings again at America*

Q: Canada: Did you kidnap Kumajiro? He is a baby polar bear that has no idea who you are...

Canada: *Calms down a little* I didn't kidnap anyone. I rescued him from a bear trap and he never left.

Q: Romano: Have you ever walked in on Germany and your brother?

Romano: What? No!

Q: Britain: Have you seen Nyan Cat? I've only seen him when I get really really high, but since you see a bunch of imaginary creatures like Flying Mint Bunny...

Britain: FLYING MINT BUNNY ISN'T IMAGINARY! I don't know who this 'Nyan cat' is but I only see real creatures.

America: Right "real".

Britain: GIT!

Q: Prussia: YESS! I will wait for the awesome book to come out! and I dare you to kiss Canada!

Prussia: *Leans into Canada and kisses him, deep and passionately, entangling his fingers in his hair*

Okaay, next question.

Q: Britain: I can teach you how to cook egg salad! It's really really good, (way better than scones) and even you can't screw it up!

Britain: I don't screw up my cooking! Everyone loves it!

Everyone Else: *gags secretly*

Q: France/America: Apparently George Bush wanted to rename French Fries Freedom Fries because you two weren't getting along... WHY? French fries will ALWAYS be French fries!

France: What? That's a stupid name!

America: It is not!

Can I throw in my two cents?

France: Of course, dear author!

PAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FREEDOM FRIES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Q: Canada: JUSTIN BEIBER! WHY!

Canada: *tears away from Prussia* I'm so, so sorry!

Q: Russia: By becoming one, do you mean by eating, marriage, or...?

Russia: I thought I told you all before. I give you a sunflower and you give me your soul.

Q: Belarus: Do you have any mental illnesses that cause you to be so insane, or is it normal?

Belarus: I am very sane. It's not crazy to have an irrational love for my Big Brother.

Q: Greece: Why are you always so sleepy?

Greece: *Wakes up* Because if cats can do it, why can't I?

Q: Romano: I seriously need to know a good substitute for tomatoes! What if the Zombie Apocalypse comes and they steal all the f*cking tomatoes! I NEED TO KNOW!

Romano: If the zombies steal my tomatoes I will tear them limb from limb and kill them.

Q: Everyone: Speaking of Zombie Apocalypse... Who would be your team members! (Including guy who dies first)

Everyone (Minus Italy): Guy who dies first? *Looks at Italy*

Italy: *Phone rings* Ciao? Lui cosa? Okay, trattenerlo. Se lui cerca di fuggire sparargli! Mi occuperò personalmente con lui più tardi.

Two word: Italian Mafia.

Q: Germany: uwaaaaah that was so sweet of you but hahahahahahahah your grammer was horrible omg i cant stop laughing omg -kneel to the ground from the painbin her side from laughing-hahaha you are gonna kill me hahahah dont worry i still love ya bruder ;-)

Germany: Um, Danken?

Q: Austria: well thats a honur to me but well do you mind to remind hungary to bring her frying pan with her ? I think some jerks are gonna break in...we need someone awesome for protection...we trust you hungarys frying pan...

Austria: Of course, my dear. *Glares at Prussia*

Q: Spain: well arent you lucky there ? Be carful i think roma is wanted by anothers countrys too-wishper- keep him safe or you will find missing sexy boy

Spain: WHO ELSE WANTS MY LOVI? I WILL KILL THEM!

Q: Prussia: hahah dont worry about that she has a black eye now hahah she deserve that but well i have a bobo on the forhead kiss it better bruder-i think bc i am a german you are my big bruder- ;-)

Prussia: Of course, Kleine Schwester *Kisses forehead gently*

Q: Romano: ne ne do you love your mom ? -momme-

Romano: *Blushes* Spain's the only mom I've ever had, so yes, I do love my mom.

Q: Netherlands: ...why?...why ?
Dont you love me anymore?do you hate me?
I am i not enough for ya ? Why? -cries a river-
I i-loved you !

Netherlands: No! I mean, yes, of course I love you! Please stop crying. Ik hou van je.

Did you know that people in the Netherlands speak Dutch? Neither did I! Hetalia is educational!

Q: Prussia: DUDE, I'MA COMING!WHAT SHOULD I BRING?

Prussia: Your party pants, a tooth brush, clothes, money...

America: ...Mace, a rape whistle, a gun. *Glares at Prussia*

Q: Finland: Tottakai sinun ei Finny, sinä rakastat häntä. Tiedän et ole perv, mutta et loveeee hänet.

Finland: Rakastan Ruotsissa, en ole jättänyt häntä vielä, olenko?

Q: Belarus: *wisphers* Let's go! *gags Iceland*

Belarus: *Smiles* Big brother, I'm coming for you, Big Brother.

Q: Canada: Who wins Total drama Revenge of the Island?

Canada: I don't know.

Q: Austria: Why where you so mean to Chibitalia?

Chibitalia: He isn't mean to me!

Austria: I was just strict.

Q: Romano: Tu sai io sono un diritto femminile? *doesn't eat them*

Romano:Bene, allora sei un bastardo cagna

Q: Poland: Wanna oaint my horses a bright purple? *looks over at Daddy America* Purple because i hate pink.

Poland:Like, totally!

Q: Canada: Is it okay if I write a Fanfic of you and soon to be Uncle Prussia? *I hope so becuase have eleven chapters done.*

Canada: Sure, I don't mind.

Q: Prussia: When is the wedding?

Prussia: April.

Q: Germany: When is your's and Italy's wedding?

Germany: The 21st.

Q: France: *takes out a knifebat* Roxas had this in Demyx Time, If you were gonna say what I thought you were gonna say, we'll play a little game, that may or may not include you losing your hair and or vital regians, okay? *smiles cutely*

France: Eep! *Hides*

Q: Turkey: One, he's kinda cute, two, his voice actor.

Turkey: Greece is not cute.

Q: Liechtenstein: Hello, What's it like being a micronation? I wanna know, incase I break away from my crazy family. P.S. Daddy America, Illionis isn't keeping her side of the room clean.

Liechtenstein: It's okay being a micronation because I have my big brother to protect me.

America: Tell Illinois that if her room isn't clean by the time I get home, I will take her gun.

Q: Switzerland: What's your favorite gun?

Switzerland: A colt .95.

Q: Italy: I have some pasta, I made it, so you won't eat Uncle Britain's food, want it?

Italy: Ve~ Ci! I would love it! Grazie! You are a life saver!

Q: Britain: Do you like the band Marina and the Diamonds?

Britain: I don't pay much attention to music, sorry.

Q: Netherlands: Why do you hate Spain?

Netherlands: Because he's stupid!

Q: Spain: Keep Romano away from me for a little bit, okay?

Spain: Of course! *Grins*

Q: HRE: Will you kiss Chibitalia, *spreads out blanket* here we go, it can be a date, please?

HRE: *Blushes* Um.

Chibitalia: *trips on dress and falls on HRE* Ve~ Holy Rome! You saved me, Holy Rome, grazie! *Kisses HRE on the cheek*

HRE: *Blushes even more*

Q: Chibitalia: How long did you stay with Austria?

Chibitalia: For a very long time!

Q: Hungary: You ma'am, became on of my favorite nations EVER!

Hungary: *smiles* Thank you!


Okay guys that's it for this chapter. I also apologize for posting half a chapter. I didn't realize that my computer cut off half of it! So sorry! *blushes and slinks into cave* Review! HASTA LA PASTA!