AND I LIVE ONCE MORE!

Sorry for not updating in a long time. Things have been pretty hectic these past few weeks and I haven't really had the time or motivation (mostly motivation) to write shit.

Oh, and if any of you are interested, I have a Tumblr Romano roleplay blog. The URL is www(.)vaffanculo-stronzo(.)tumblr(.)com/

So yeah. That's about it.

Story time. Let's go.

I own nothing except a kickass Fem!Prussia cosplay.

The weekend had droned on without anything happening and soon, Monday had appeared once more. Currently, it was about 10:00 for Alfred and he knew what that meant.

Study hall.

It was the American's favorite time of day, because his friends, Ava, Gilbert, and Francis, were all in his study period this year. Every one of the teachers knew that the moment those four were in the same class, they were going to need to leave the class to obtain some form of painkiller for the headaches they caused. Whether it was Alfred and Gilbert's pranks, Ava's spacey-ness, or Francis's constant flirting, nothing ever got done in that class. So, in order to maintain the staff's sanity, Dr. Beilschimidt made sure that they were in a class that would not affect their overall learning experience. Or perhaps, he just wanted to be able to moniter them closely. Either way he was doing everyone, both teachers and students, a favor by doing so.

And so, the moment their teacher, Mr. Oxenstierna, left to go to the Home Ec. class lead by Mr. Väinämöinen as usual, the room erupted into loud chatter. Groups of girls and guys each were talking about their own thing. In the far back corner, closest to the window, Alfred and his friends were talking about their next 'assignment'.

"Alright, gang. What's today's dare?" Alfred asked, getting out a piece of paper and pencil. He was in charge of writing down who was going to do what, even though it was almost always him that was doing the dares. On occasion, one of the other three would get an embarassing dare as well, but for the most part, Alfred was the 'Dare King', a title he had kept since they started daring one another.

Francis smirked and shrugged. "For once, I'm not entirely sure. Last week's dare was quite the show and I doubt we'll be able to top it." He looked over his shoulder for a split second to cast a sly wink towards a small gathering of girls who had been staring at him for the past ten minutes. They all blushed and giggled happily, whispering and talking amongst themselves. Francis then held up one finger, indicating that he'd be just a moment. He got up from his chair and headed over towards the girls, flirting with the whole lot of them ever so casually.

Ava sighed, but kept her smile. "Sheesh, he hasn't changed a bit since we were kids. The day he stops being such a flirt is the day Arthur's eyebrows stop looking like overgrown caterpillars." Her voice seemed to grow louder towards the end in hopes of said boy to hear her. Which worked, because Alfred could see the British punk look over towards Ava and glare at her, the cheery Spanish girl giving a smilar glare back.

"To think you two used to play battleship all the time back in elementary school." Gilbert commented with a shrug. "Who knew you and him would end up being such fierce enemies!"

"He's the one that always cheated! Him and his damn Navy knowledge! The only reason I ever lost to him was because he looked at my board when I had to use the bathroom!" The brunette pouted and slouched in her chair.

A while later, Francis returned, a few pieces of paper in his hand. "Sorry about that, everyone. Those lovely ladies just wished to chat and I'm afraid time slipped away from me. Before I knew it, I had planned dates with all five of them!"

The albino to the Frenchman's left just scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Romeo, oh Romeo, keep it in thy pants, Romeo."

Ava and Alfred laughed, Francis clearly unamused by the joke."You just wish you were as popular with the ladies as I was, mon ami."

"Pfft. As if! I'm plenty awesome already! What good would come out of being a total playboy pervert like yourself?"

The blonde chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm sure a certain Hungarian named Elizaveta would appreciate it if you showed off what little charm you have instead of pulling her hair and calling her names like a child."

Gilbert's face grew red, the blush showing up quite vividly due to the contrast from his light coloured skin. Alfred and the other two members of their quartet knew about his secret crush on Elizaveta since their days back in junior high. The only thing, or rather the only things, that stopped Gilbert from acting on his feelings were:

1. His own egotistical, loud mouth additude

2. Elizaveta's obvious hatred of Gilbert

and finally, the third and most important reason,

3. Elizaveta's boyfriend

Roderiech Edelstein, or as the four called him 'Piano Man', was the bane of Gilbert's existance. He was a prick anyway you looked at him and he seemed to annoy just about everyone in their group of friends. They had all watched as Roderiech changed their old friend Elizaveta from a tomboyish, wild girl, into a prim and proper lady. While quite a few insisted that Elizaveta was much 'better' this way, the four preferred the girl they used to know from 7th grade.

"O-oh shut it, snail eater." Gilbert mumbled finally after sometime.

Francis, noticing the forming tension, quickly trying to think of a way to change the subject. He thought for a while and snapped his fingers once he had a plan. "Ahem. So...While we're on the topic of charming girls...I believe I have an idea for an assignment."

The three's heads shot up like eager puppies, invisible ears quirking towards Francis curiously.

"Really? Fantastico! Come on! Let's hear it!" Ava cried out excitedly.

Alfred and Gilbert gave a nod as well, Alfred slightly more estatic about the whole thing. "Yeah! Spit it out, Frenchie!"

The Frenchman chuckled. "I doubt none of you will enjoy this dare. But if you all insist." Francis cleared his throat dramatically. "Your assignment, Alfred Jones, is to successfully seduce a human of female origin and make said human your partner, without their knowledge of the competition, by the early summer's beginning."

Alfred stared blankly at his friend. "...You lost me, bro. Speak American."

Gilbert groaned. "Basically, you gotta get a girlfriend before school ends without her knowing about the dare. Shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

The American laughed out loudly. "Seriously? That's it? This'll be a snap!" Alfred laid back in his chair, feeling rather confident with this dare. He himself knew that he was handsome, the countless loves notes he found in his locker were enough to back that theory up. Not to mention his rather charismatic personality drew people in by the hundreds helped out quite a bit in the long run. There was no way he was going to lose!

Ava frowned a bit, a rare sight to her usually sunny face. "I don't get why I wouldn't like it...Sure it's a bit rude to just get a girlfriend because of a dare, but I'm not totally and completely against it with rage and anger!"

"Yeah, I don't get it either. Al's the only one dealing with this, so why would Ava and I get pissed?" Gilbert asked.

"Ah, but you see, I did not fully explain the dare yet. You see, our friend Alfred here isn't the only one involved in this dare." The devilish glint in Francis's eyes made the three straighten up in their chairs. Clearly, he had something evil up his sleeve. If Alfred wasn't the only in on the assignment, then who else could Francis be talking about? "As of today, we are all going to try and seduce someone into a relationship!"

"W-what?" The three yelled out in unison at once.

"You heard me. It's been a while since all of us have had to put up with a dare. We shouldn't have Alfred being the only one to suffer." He chuckled once more. "Of course, I myself will be participating as well, so therefore, it is perfectly fair!"

Alfred shook his head. "Nu-uh! Not yet it isn't! You can get any girl with the snap of your fingers! Just now you got four girls phone numbers and planned dates just by talking to them for a couple of minutes!"

"Actually it was five~!"

"That's just proving his point even more, Francis." Ava pointed out.

Gilbert tapped his chin in thought. "So what you're saying is, is that we need to make this whole thing a bit more challenging?"

"Exactly!" Alfred scribbled down the four's names on the paper in front of him, titling the paper 'Seduction before Graduation'. "Just to make this dare a bit more interesting, how about we have to charm a certain person...someone we would have a difficult time trying to seduce."

"I don't like where this is going..." Ava mumbled quietly to Gilbert, who nodded in agreement.

"Neither do I."

Francis gave a heavy nod. "As you wish, mon ami."

Alfred's pencil swiftly flew across the paper, writing down three names beside each of his friend's names. He smiled brightly once he showed them the paper. "There we go! I'm sure you'll find your assigned person fittin-"

"ALFRED!" Ava's sudden scream caught the American off guard, causing him to crash down to the floor. He laughed nervously, the girl's anger radiating off of her in such intense waves that he could feel it pressing him closer and closer to the floor. "How the hell could you do something like that?"

"Damn, Ava! The hell is-...!" The moment Gilbert checked the paper to see what the Spanish brunette was so upset about he noticed what was written next to his own name. "W-what? Dude, not cool!"

Francis sighed. "You two are overreacting just a bit, don't you think?"

Ava glared at her friend. "Not in the slightest."

"At least brow-face isn't as bad as getting someone who already has a boyfriend! Seriously man, of all people, you just had to chose Liz?"

"Hey, calm down!" Alfred got back up and sat down, clearly not worried at all by any of their arguements. "Gil, I highly doubt Liz will stay much longer with Piano Man, what with his snobby additude. I heard them arguing in the cafeteria last week and it got really heated. They didn't even sit next to each other the whole rest of lunch! You've got a chance and I'm just giving ya a bit of a push!"

"Yeah, a push off a cliff." He grumbled.

The American turned his head towards Ava and smiled. "And I remember hearing somewhere that Artie's got a little something something for you~! Maybe you can find out if it's true or not!"

She huffed and sat down across from him. "Like hell he does."

Francis frowned a bit at his name. "Alfred...Who is this..uh..." He stared down at the name with curiosity. "Ciel...Nu-something."

"Oh, you mean Ciel Nguyen? She's this girl in my math class. She's real quiet and unlike a lot of girls at this school. I figured you'd have a hard to trying to get her to talk, since I can't even get her to help me with my own work." He sighed. "Well, now that we've got that all cleared up, you three have to decide who I have to make my girlfriend."

All at once, the three Bad Friends' mouths became evil smirks and they all huddled in a small circle, talking in hushed voices. To Alfred, they looked like American football players huddled to discuss their nearly ten minutes of scribbling and talking, the three turned back to Alfred and handed him the paper.

"Alfred, you have to seduce Chiara Vargas, the lovely waitress at Italiano."