Philippines
I ran into the field since I told Spain that I'll meet him there. Before I reached the field, though, I encountered many fucking irritating countries like America, Korea and Prussia. Why is Prussia still here again? He's not a country anymore. It's been years since he lost his country-ness!
Oh, I remember, Germany told us this will be his last year on this academy before going back to Germany as an immortal named Gilbert. But not a country anymore. Just an immortal.
As I reached the entrance door, I ran down the large stairs and scanned around the area. Luckily, he's there, sitting on a bench near the only tree at the field, holding blue envelopes and staring at it.
I dunno why he's obsessed with blue envelopes. I often see him with it last year. I tried to investigate his room for blue envelopes but I can't see anything.
And what's with blue envelopes if he can have white ones?
Hmm... maybe it's from the letters from his secret admirers at his lockers?
I approached him.
"Huy. What's with that envelopes, huh?" I asked him. He jumped out and the envelopes fell.
I tried to pick one but he pushed me. I fell on the ground butt first
Even though I don't have a butt.
He immediately picked the blue envelopes and placed it inside of his polo.
"What the fuck?!" I scowled on what he did, "come on! I just want to know what's with the blue envelopes! As if we're not siblings!"
Spain glared at me, "what do you want? Except from these envelopes. This is something private!"
So strict. I want to kill him. Privacy? Damn it.
Oh yeah! I remember that I'm going to treat the SEA. Oh shocks I'm gone for too long! They might grow impatient. Those bastardos...
"Uhh... can I... uh... borrow money from you?" I finally asked.
Woohh! Kapal ng mukha! Keri mo yan teh
Spain raised a brow, wanting more reason
"You see, I destroyed Vietnam's locker and she wants me to pay for it. My savings has been..."
I noticed him sigh, taking his wallet from his pocket, giving me money. Yay!
"Here. Keep the change" he gave me the money, "just make sure you can pay me back."
I took the money and hugged him tight, "thank you! I promise I will return the money!"
I ran away, leaving him there again as I mixed with the crowd of countries at the corridor.
.
"What took you so long, Philippines?" Thailand asked, sipping from his coca cola.
I placed my burger down and glanced at them. More like a glare.
They grew impatient waiting for me, as expected, so they bought foods on their own. They thought I escaped from them. Damned Spain... if he just gave the money earlier...
"The lockers are just close here..." Indonesia continued chowing on her cheese flavored fries, "what took you so long?" She repeated Thai's question.
"I bumped into the Bad touch trio. They pissed me off but I managed to shoo them away," I lied, "I promise. I'll treat you next time."
I'm good at lying! By the looks on their faces, they believed on me.
They all sighed and I notice their disappointment.
"Changing the topic," Vietnam spoke after a minute of awkwardness, "have you chose what club you will enter?"
All of us glanced at her
What club? I never heard we will have clubs.
After several years, the world academy returned the clubs!
I've been waiting for too long!
"They said that each country can join two to three clubs each," Vietnam added, "The list of the clubs are posted at the bulletin board near the stairs and at the next building. I heard they will make the 2nd building the building for clubs."
Cambodia stood up, freaking out his girlfriend, Laos.
"Can we make our own club? All of us! Let's call it the SEA club!" He suggested, "come on! It'll be great so that we can always be together! Don't you like it?"
Singapore grinned, "great idea! Cambodia, let's register that club now!"
That's a nice idea. A club where only us are the members.
But I want a club of my own...
The two SEA boys ran away, leaving their foods. I will eat this haha!
Spain
Clubs, huh? Let's see...
I stared at the bulletin board, at the list of the current clubs.
Hmmm... nothing interesting... hmm... a club of my own, I guess. I'm knowledgeable enough to handle a club! Like, yeah. I can manage a club of my own.
But what if I made a club that the member is only me? That's hilarious though...
Maybe I should ask Philippines about this.
We can form a club that only us are the members. She will accept my offer. If not, then I'll make my own club and recruit members. She's not a great loss, actually.
I started to walk away and searched for Philippines.
.
The next day, some clubs released their members already. And here I am. Still clubless.
Clubless?
Yeah. Clubless.
I haven't seen Philippines last night because she told me she'll sleep with the Asians. I slept last night with Portugal. I asked him to form a club with me but he refused. Damn. I hate him so bad.
Philippines and I glanced at the bulletin board and what's posted there
These are the current clubs with their members:
Newspaper club:
Germany
Italy
Japan
Choral club:
Ukraine
Estonia
Lithuania
Latvia
Soviet union club:
Russia
Hero club:
America
Gourmet food club:
France
Turkey
China
Magic club:
England
Romania
Nordic club:
Denmark
Norway
Iceland
Finland
Sweden
Going home after school club:
Switzerland
Canada club:
Canada
Elephant appreciation club:
India
Swimming club
Hungary
Australia
Music club:
Austria
Prussia
Badass club:
Poland
Cat lovers' club:
Greece
South East Asia club:
China
Japan
Korea
Taiwan
Hongkong
Macau
Thailand
Laos
Myanmar
Cambodia
Timor Leste
Philippines
Singapore
Malaysia
Indonesia
Vietnam
Brunei
South East Asia club?
I scowled at Philippines, who's still staring at the board. I smacked her head, making her mad at me
"Ano ba?! Can't you see I'm still reading?" She hissed at me and she almost smacked me. I should be the one who's mad, right?!
"Why you didn't told me you already have a club?!" I hissed back, "why, Philippines? Why?
"That's supposed to be the SEA only. But China wants to form a club with us" Philippines pouted, "let's make our own club, like Portugal told me last night. But he won't join us. Maybe he's planning a club of his own..."
I glared at her, seeing that she really wants to make a club with me.
Awww so sweet!
I pulled her away from of the bulletin board and into the field. Luckily, it was only us who's at the field. No one can hear out chats.
We sat below the only tree at the field.
It's still 10 in the morning and the sun was shining brightly above the wide, blue sky with the clouds sailing around it.
Philippines suddenly muttered, "so it's 10 pm in the Philippines... sleep well, mga bakla. Help me grow our economy..."
"Still talking to your people, eh? You told me mostly Filipinos suck when it comes to politics?" I faced her.
She was still facing the sky as she replied me, on a calm tone that shocked me, "yeah. I was just waiting for the right time that my government officials suck and make chaos to realize the damage they made due to their selfishness" she replied, "I mean, government officials in the Philippines haven't done anything nice yet. I'm just waiting for the time that the people they're ruling make a revolution."
I slapped her arm, "that's kinda weird. Anyways, what will be our club name? Our maximum number of recruits? Our activities?"
Philippines grunted. Luckily, she didm't spoke about Philippine politics, "hmmm... we need a unique name."
"And that name would be...?"
"Kastila club?" She scowled to herself, "nah. Latino club? Since we have Latino blood... but I don't know if I really have... We can recruit your Latino cousins"
"Nah" I shook my head. I feel that something's missing...
"How about a club like Switzerland?" Philippines suggested, "like Switzerland but not exactly Switzerland's... we were skilled Katipineros, right?"
She glanced down, noticing my sword and her stick lying between us.
"Weapons club? Weaponry club? Espada club? Fighting bastards club?" Philippines thought
"Weapons club!" I smiled at her, amazed by her name suggestion.
That was fast!
"Eh?" She frowned, "kinda corny, I guess."
"Let's name it Weapons club!" I told her as I stood up.
She stood up too and we both ran into the principal to register the club name.
As we ran, Philippines spoke, "let's give our club lots of names! Like Philippines club, chukchak club, the paranormal club, sabog club, gossip club"
"Paranormal club?" I asked her
"Yes! So that we have lots of activities!"
"I guess" I laughed. We both like paranormal stuffs too and being the Paranormal club would be great too!
Lithuania
I glanced at the empty room across ours. I'm wondering if Germany will make this room a room for another club. So that we choral club have someone to talk to. Not just sitting here and let Soviet club stalk us.
We just moved from our previous room into the official Choral club room. This room was wide for the four of us. Or maybe too much wide? It's okay! We might recruit other members too. That'll be great.
I really hope Poland was with us. But he's already happy with his badass club. Still a gay, I guess.
Estonia and Latvia wasn't back yet. Where are they? They told me they'll just buy snacks for us at the cafeteria but they're not here for 30 minutes now. Hmm...
I heard a shriek inside our room so I decided to check on it.
It was just Ukraine, being freaked out by Belarus, who's wearing a creepy mask.
I sighed and approached the two. Hmm... I'm glad these two sibling were getting closer together. Before, Belarus completely hates Ukraine and often leave her behind but these two suddenly became close, now that they're away from Russia's care. I liked it because we can all be friends a again just like before we became Soviet countries.
I dunno if Belarus wanted to join our club since all of us were former Soviet Union colonies. Latvia, even though he's scared, talked to Belarus about joining our club. She wasn't replying but she's always with us.
Belarus stood up and removed her mask after seeing me near them
"Uhm... Miss Belarus... do you have any plans on joining our club? You still don't have a club"
She gave me a cold stare, that made me feel cold too.
"I will find another club. Another club away from Russia" she replied.
Oh finally. A reply...
Oh yeah. She knew that Soviet club, where Russia's in, were stalking us. And Russia told her that he hates her and it will never change.
Belarus tried to accept it and stayed away from him
I felt her pain and I want to be with her but I know she'll just break my fingers.
"And that club would be...?"
We three went silent as we heard people talking outside our room.
It's not Latvia and Estonia because one of them was a female. A female with kinda irritating voice.
I opened the door to check who they are but I saw the door across ours open.
"Uh... wait for me here. I'll just check the next door" I told the siblings and went into the next room.
The room was quite larger than ours. With 2 upholstered chairs at the left, a TV beside the door, a couch 2 meters away, facing the TV and the door, a large cupboard on the right and another door across the entrance door. There's a mini kitchen at the left of the cupboard and above the stove is a kitchen cabinet. Of course there's a window beside the cupboard. The window was attached to a door-like thing. A fire exit, maybe? So witty.
The another door across me opened, spitting out Spain and one, small, young Asian woman. Maybe she's the irritating voice a while ago...
"Uhmm... hi?" I started, having butterflies on my stomach, not knowing how to approach. Some say the European Representative is friendly but scary at the same time.
"Sorry for trespassing your room. I'm just excited to meet you guys" I continued, still feeling nervousness...
I scratched my head and tried to grin, "I'm Lithuania of the Choral club. Our room is the room in front of yours. Here" I gave way and showed them the door to my club.
To my shock, Spain grinned at me.
Spain
I gave Lithuania a grin. I know him already. He's my classmate and I heard he's more serious that Germany? Great!
"Whoa. I guess you know me already, classmate. I'm Spain, the Supreme Student officer with the position of European Representative." I proudly introduced myself. I guess he haven't met Philippines yet. I pointed at Philippines
"This is Philippines, my younger sister"
She shot a glare at me. I just smiled, "at least I didn't introduced you as my daughter" I whispered at her, making her more annoyed
"Argh! I hate you talaga!" She hissed.
"O-oh..." Lithuania laughed softly, and nervously, as I noticed, "so what club are you guys?"
"We're..." I glanced at Philippines, not knowing what to say. She told me many substitute names for our club and I dunno what will I tell him.
Some names like Chukchak/gossip club, karaoke club, Philippines club, kalog club, Paranormal club, pabebe club, the coconut nut club, etc.
"We're the Weapons club"
I lost my train of thoughts when Philippines spoke.
Oh I'm glad she told him a serious name! Geez, Philippines.
Philippines continued, "our activities includes collecting weapons from all over the world from guns to knives, teach self defense, and any activities we can think of. we are the only members, unfortunately. But we're looking forward for new members!"
"That's great!" Lithuania smiled at us, "us too, were looking forward for new members. I hope our clubs will be best of friends!"
And then he left.
Looks like we made a new friendship!
"Hey Philippines, let's continue arranging our room"
She was at the cabinet beside our fire exit.
"Look" Philippines called me and hopped into the cupboard.
Wow! A cupboard bed! Just like Nobita's in Doraemon! But it has three spaces! That's why it's so wide and huge.
I approached the cupboard and tried to lay down there. I fit! Wow! This is the most amazing invention I've ever seen!
"Let's sleep here every night, okay?"
"Hmmm..." I hummed, "I'm starting to get sleepy already..."
Until I cannot feel myself...
Philippines
I woke up to the sound of the TV. I was sleeping on the couch and Spain was sleeping at the ground.
A while ago, I asked him to sleep at the floor because it's more fun sleeping at the floor. He agreed.
But looks like he watched TV so early... I wonder what he's watching...
I rubbed my eyes and rolled. I fell off the couch. Dammit!
"Aray, tangina naman ang sakit" I muttered in pain as I gripped on my thigh. Ahh... it made my soul awake... ahhh... so painful...
"Be careful next time, shortie"
It came from a cold, feminine voice.
Still having a hangover from my sleep, I thought it was Spain.
When did Spain had a cold, feminine voice? And when did he called me shortie?! Help me up! I'm gonna kill him! How dare he?!
I stood up, ready to smack and scold Spain but I was shocked.
I rubbed my eyes and looked again. I looked at Spain at the floor. He was there, still dreaming. He's even drooling. He's sleeping on the floor and not on the mattress I provided.
I glanced back at this person watching the TV.
That dark voilet dress, that long, platinum blonde hair, that ribbon above her hair... and that cold glare.
"What the fuck, Spain! Belarus is here!" I shrieked, startling and waking up Spain.
Belarus was still on her poker face as she continued glaring at me.
I was trembling in fear. Of course, who won't get scared? She's one of the most deadliest country here at the World Academy, as Hungary told me.
What is she fucking doing here! Aahhhh! I still love my life!
Spain ran into me and glanced at Belarus. He, too, shrieked at the sight of this bitch.
"Philippines!" He yelled, "call the Guardia sibil!"
"We don't have Guardia sibil!"
She was still on her poker face so I dunno if she hates our presence in front of her or if she's enjoying our terrified emotions.
Who will like our presence? Spain and I were noisy together just like we are right now.
Belarus returned her gaze at the TV. I realized that she was watching Spongebob Squarepants. A kiddie cartoon.
But Spongebob is for all ages. I love Spongebob too!
"What are you doing in our room?!" Spain yelled at her, still scared of her.
Oh finally he asked. I wanted to ask but I'm completely scared.
She ignored him and continued watching. It pissed off Spain and I.
"Don't you have a TV in your club room, huh?!" He continued asking her.
That's right! She's way too richer than Spain and I.
She finally faced us, "I have. That" She pointed our TV.
What?
"Wh-what do you mean?" I stuttered, confused on what she said.
I saw her huff.
"I'm part of your club now"
Belarus
Spain choked.
What? I just want to be part of this group. Lithuania introduced their next door club to me as the Weapons club with only Spain and Philippines as the members and their hiring for more.
I am the one who wants to get rid of Russia now. After what he had done to Ukraine and I.
He just used our love for him as an advantage to get our riches and territories. And we will never forgive him for that.
But I know that Russia stalks the Choral club. That's why I didn't joined that club. I don't want to get separated to sister too and the Baltics. They became part of my life even though Estonia and Lithuania kinda piss the shit out of me.
I want someone to protect me. Someone who will accept me as a friend.
Because only the Choral club, Hungary, Liechtenstein and Poland are my friends. Without them, I feel like I'm alone. Completely alone.
I also feel that my life's incomplete. I want to fill that missing part on me but I don't know what's that part. Maybe love? Yeah. Love, I guess...
Kinda many but these friends of mine have their own business too...
I want a friend who will be there for me.
And I know Spain and Philippines can be one. I know Spain and Philippines hate me... everyone hates me...
But I will do anything.
Be cute in front of them, do what they want me to do...
Spain and Philippines exchanged looks like they're having a telepathy, telling each other how irritating I am for trespassing their room.
I tried to analyze what they're talking about through looking at their eyes.
They finally faced me. Looks like they're gonna kick me out of this room for trespassing.
"Fine" Spain smiled
"You're in" Philippines did the same.
I scowled at them. I showed that I'm confused at the immediate hiring but deep inside, I wanna hug them...
"No requirements needed?" I asked
The two grinned wider
"You need at least one weapon and you're in!" Spain told me, "you have knives. I dunno how many and where you keep it."
"I keep it on my thighs" I raised my dress into my thighs where four of my knives are.
Philippines pouted. I dunno why she did that.
"You're... you're in" She stuttered, "our activities include our collecting weapons from all over the world from guns to knives, teaching self defense, and any activities we can think of. Our club also have several names like Chukchak club, paranormal club, karaoke club, the coconut nut club..."
I got irritated by her voice. It's high pitched and loud
"Uh.. yeah... I know, I know..." I lowered my head.
She looked at me in shock, "you know? How...?"
"That doesn't matter"
I glanced at the two of them. They still have a hangover from their sleep so they look like monsters. There's also saliva on Spain's mouth. And Philippines' hair was messy
They kinda look similar to each other too, like real siblings, as Lithuania told me.
"Uhmm..." Spain started, "why you decided to join our stupid club?"
I didn't responded. I just want to be silent.
"Belarus?" Spain called again
I looked at the wall clock behind them. It's already 7:00
"Thirty minutes before class. You better fix yourself" I told them coldly.
"And shortie" I glanced at Philippines, making her red in anger
"Shortie?! How rude!" She grunted but I ignored it.
"I'm gonna fix you"
"Really?" Philippines scowled.
I stood up and pulled Philippines into the door across the entrance door.
While they're sleeping, I already explored their room. This room where we're entering is their bedroom. I'm just confused why they're sleeping on the ground if they have a bedroom? Do they know how pathetic they are?
I actually sneaked inside their room 10 pm last night, when they're already sleeping. Ukraine told me that upon stalking Spain, she found out that Spain's sleeping behavior was just like Greece.
Not wanting them to detect my presence here, I slept at this bedroom. Luckily, they didn't caught me.
I just want someone to accept me. Is my approach not that nice? I guess so.
Forcing Philippines to sit on the bed, I fixed her kinda long hair into a messy bun and added some light foundations on her cheeks.
"I'm not a doll!" Philippines complained, "though I want to be pretty like a doll and I also hate dolls..."
Ukraine
"You mean...?"
"Yes..." Lithuania nodded his head, "Miss Belarus joined the next door club, Spain and Philippines' club, the Weapons club..."
I heard the rest of the Baltics sigh behind me, disappointed that she didn't joined our club. It was very disappointing but I also know my Spain and Philippines can take care of her, even though she's irritating...
I know why she did that and I understand it. But I wonder why she joined a club which room is next to us...
Russia often visit our club and Belarus didn't want to see him anymore...
But they're classmates...
Belarus is being overreacting...
Hmmm... I'm just happy for Belarus. I hope Spain and Philippines accepted her.
But aside from Belarus... one thing's bothering me...
Why Spain collects my envelopes...?
Of course I won't expect that he likes me too... Even though I do.
I guess he collects it to throw away himself... And I'm deciding if I'm going to give him more letters...
Spain? Likes me too? Impossible. I? Just a simple, low life, Eastern European. I'm different from his other suitors. Some of them are rich, beautiful, attractive...
I don't have that traits, even though the Baltics always call me pretty.
Latvia stood up and told me to go. The class will start at 15 minutes and Lithuania and Estonia weren't yet ready.
We went out of our room but I almost collided with him. Again.
"Ay susong malaki!" Philippines shrieked.
Spain walked back in shock. Latvia did the same...
"Uh... Mr. Spain!" Latvia stared at them, "we're really sorry! We didn't mean it!"
Spain sighed in relief, "it's okay."
He glanced at me, and back into Latvia, "uh... see you two later at the classroom!"
He pulled the still shocked Philippines
I knew it. He doesn't like me.
Philippines
Dat bewbs...
Gigantic...
Soft...
I wish I have one too...
Sorry for everything. The grammar, my OC, the OOCness... the crack...