Hey guys! Another /late/ update, sorry. But guess what? I got a part in the school theatre production? That's exciting, right? xD Anyways, here's the next chapter. I'm going to try to update Weather in America tomorrow, if any of you are interested it that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. I do own myself and Amaya though. Warning: Mary-sues!
I walked into the Europe class in a surprisingly good mood; heck, I was even humming! I smiled and waved at America, who began his usual frantic waving as if he thought I would forget the fact that sat my seat is next to his. Still humming, I walked over to Italy.
"¡Hola Italia!" I called, grinning.
"Buon giorno, Christel!" Italy exclaimed.
"Oh! Have you seen Germany? I was supposed to tell him something last night, but Amaya kind of got drunk… So… Yeah…" I asked, looking around the room. I heard Italy mumble something along the lines of a 'no'. But, thankfully, Germany walked through the door and I eagerly ran over to him.
"Germany~! I have something to tell you~!" I called, grinning madly. The Nation gave a motion for me to continue. "Ich möchte in meinem Preußen entscheidend Regionen!"
As soon as I said this however, a loud obnoxious laugh came from behind me and Germany took on a frustrated expression. Before I could question anything though, an arm wrapped itself around my midsection. "Ha ha! You heard it West! She asked for my awesome five me-"
"No." Germany cut Prussia off, smacking him on the head. As Prussia wondered off, complaining, Germany gave me a stern look. "Don't involve yourself with him. He's a shady character-" I nodded, still confused, "-And we have training thirty minutes after school ends. Don't be late!"
I nodded obediently as the teacher walked in. I walked back over to my desk, only for America to start leaning towards me in a bad attempt to be subtle.
"Pst… Chrissy. What was that all about?" He (loudly) whispered.
"I'm not… really sure…"
At lunch I suddenly remembered Amaya. How could I forget about that? Poor girl probably had a bigger migraine by now. Oh well. I quickly looked through my bag to make sure I actually had the painkillers with me. Yep.
"Christel, I could really use those painkillers right about now." Amaya whined, as she finally approached our usual table for lunch.
"Alright, but you can't take them on an empty stomach, Hun." I replied, looking through my bag. After a moment, I pulled a few bags of Fruit Snacks out and set them on the table.
"You had those this entire time?" England asked, giving me a surprised look.
"Yep, I always carry Fruit Snacks with me!" I said, grinning.
"Why?"
"Because… I like Fruit Snacks." I said, giggling slightly, which Amaya joined in on. Yes, I always carry some packs of Fruit Snacks on me. It's probably best if you don't question it.
"I want some!" The American Nation whined.
"Fine, fine." I sighed, throwing him a pack too. I glared slightly when I heard England mutter something about Americans being bloody.
"Now that I've ingested my pain pills, I'm going to go cause utter chaos and destruction. Maybe I'll be successful in creating a WW3!" Amaya said, standing up.
"Do you ever consider the consequences of your actions?" England asked, sounding a bit surprised and upset at the same time.
"Hmm… Not really! I'm American, remember? I love causing chaos!" Amaya exclaimed, fist pumping the air. I sighed, covered my face, and tried to make myself disappear. And she wonders why I insult the American culture so much despite being American myself.
"USA! USA!" Oh great, now the nation himself was joining in.
"Freaken Americans…" I mumbled, looking at the two in disappointment.
"Don't hate it just because you can't be like him!" Amaya exclaimed, joining America in his chanting.
"How can you stand to hang out with them everyday?" England questioned, turning to me.
"You get used to it?" I replied, watching the two run off into the school while chanting. "That's going to get them jumped by some Anti-America country."
"Oh done with your chanting already, America?" I called out to the blonde figure in front of me on my way back to class.
The other turned about to looked at me with a surprised look. "I-I'm not America… I'm Canada…" The other said, softly.
I paused for a minute to stare at him, waiting for it to register. "Oh my gosh!" I suddenly exclaimed, rushing towards him and wrapping my arms around him. "I'm so sorry! You just totally look like him! Like… Seriously, legitly look like him! I almost failed Geography too if it makes you feel any better! But, like, that teacher wasn't fair at all!"
Haha, here comes my Californian dialect. Ah, the borderline abusive use of 'like'. Ain't that fun?
"I-It's alright… I-I'm used to it…" Canada whispered, blushing at the sudden extreme amount of attention.
"…I'm sorry!" I added, squeezing him tighter. After a moment I finally let him go and gave him a look over. Well, the two countries sort of looked alike… But Canada had longer hair… Maybe I'm just that tired… "Well, I'm Christel! Nice to meet you Canada!"
"Hello," he replied, softly, "The bell is going to ring soon, we should probably get back to class."
I walked briskly away from my dorm, glancing briefly at the watch I found and decided to wear. I had already changed into something more suitable for the physical work I figured we would be doing today, and I had an extra twenty minutes since I ran to my dorm after class had ended. Well, it'd be better to show up early and impress Germany, right?
I turned around a corner and stopped short. I quickly and back around the corner, hid behind it, and stuck my head around it so I could still see what was happening. There Amaya stood chatting with that French pervert. Figures since the girl herself spoke French… Whatever, I like my Spanish.
"Oh look Amaya; it's your adorable friend." Oh great, he spotted me.
"Christel~! What are you doing over there?" I sighed and came out of my hiding place. "And how come you're dressed like you're going to go exercise? You hate exercising."
"Psh, I can when I want to." I said, crossing my arms. "And the Axis are having a training day and Germany told me to come too. I don't want to get sweaty in my normal uniform, so-"
"I want to come!" Amaya interrupted, looking excited.
"Fine, fine. We're going to meet up at the field, so I'll just meet you there. You have twenty minutes to get there." I said, beginning to walk past the two. Amaya took off running to the dorm, and France smirked at me as I passed by him. I ran the rest of the way, trying to suppress my shivers.
"You're early." Germany said, nodding to me in approval. It was only him and Japan by the time I got there, but I could see Italy far off in the distance making his way over.
I nodded back, before saying, "My friend wanted to come too. She should be on her way."
Japan looked at me with curiosity. "Amaya-san is going to join us as well?"
Before I could say anything, Amaya ran up to us looking somewhat out of breath, with Italy right behind her. "Here!" She yelled, grinning. "And I want to work with Ita-chan!"
"Very well." Germany sighed, turning to me. "I don't want you getting his habits, so you'll train with Japan and I, I suppose."
I inwardly squealed at the suggestion. Alone time with Germany? Well- Japan would be there two, but he was cool, so it was all cool. Now, I just had to make sure that I could actually impress the German Nation…
Some time later…
I huffed and weakly followed after Germany, Japan following slowly after me. I ran into Germany when he suddenly stopped, and I abruptly, also tiredly, began to apologize.
Germany turned around and inspected Japan and I. After a moment, he nodded and said, "That's it. I think we've done enough for today."
Japan and I looked at each other, still trying to catch our breaths, and silently cheered. After taking a few breaths, Japan looked around. "But where are Italy-san and Amaya-san?"
I scoffed. "Ten bucks says they saw a cat and ran after it."
I waved goodbye to the two as we separated: Japan to go do his own thing I guess and Germany to go find Italy. I would have helped, but I was tired and sweaty, which is something I couldn't really stand being. And besides, Amaya could find her way back to the dorm, right?
In my thoughts, I accidentally bumped into something. Gosh, I was doing that a lot lately, wasn't I? I looked up to see someone I assumed to be America.
"Oh, sorry..." I paused, inspecting the nation again to be sure, "America...?"
"Of course! Who else could you mistake my heroness for?" He boasted, beaming brightly.
"No one..." I mumbled, before wrapping my arms around him. In a friendly way, I assure you. "Hey America, you should totally carry me to my dorm."
"Ew, Chrissy! You're all sweaty and gross!" He whined, trying to push me away.
"Please, America? I'll give you some Fruit Snacks..." I bribed, giving him the puppy eyes.
"... You have more?"
Note to self: Fruit Snacks make awesome bribe material.
¡Hola Italia!- Hello Italy!
Buon giorno- Good Morning!
Ich möchte in meinem Preußen entscheidend Regionen!- I want Prussia in my vital regions.
And I think that's it...
So, I hope I didn't disappoint you guys with this chapter. xD And go read Amaya Loves Joo's half of the fic! She's getting depressed because not as many people read hers as mine! D:
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Remember: Reviews are loved, Helpful Criticism is appreciated, pointless flames are not wanted. Thank you and have a lovely evening