Chibitalia was excited to go to school for the second day, but was having a hard time picking out what he was going to bring in for Culture Day. Romano had been no help whatsoever in picking out a piece. He just sat on his bum eating a tomato telling Chibitalia to try and fit the David sculpture into his backpack. Eventually Chibitalia ended up bringing the Mona Lisa.
I really hope Miss Austria likes the Mona Lisa. Even though she has no eyebrows, we consider her a great work of art.
Grandpa Rome was busy with Ancient Egypt and made Romano walk Chibitalia to school. Romano walked very fast, eager to avoid…
"Kesesesesese, we found them…" said an albino boy.
"Romano and his cuuuuuuute little brother!" Cried Spain.
"Honhonhonhon, Prussia, Spain, let's get them!" exclaimed France. As always, he wore bright red pants and a blue shirt. His mother must have been so proud.
"CHIGI! Run, Chibitalia!" screamed Romano as the Italian brothers started running as fast as they could from the scary, first grade bad kids trio.
Unfortunately, "as fast as they could" is not that fast at all, because they both had short legs. Spain caught Romano and starting pulling on his curl, ignoring the poor boy's cries of "Chigi! Chigi!"
France caught Chibitalia and the meanie blonde boy was ready to start pulling on the little boy's curl. Now, Holy Rome was walking to school on the other side of the street, and heard Chibitalia start to cry. This broke the little black-clad boy's heart and he hurried across the street completely disregarding traffic. Holy Rome gave France such a terrifying, piercing glare that the older boy tripped, allowing Chibitalia enough time to run into the school building, leaving Romano out on the street with Spain.
Miss Hungary was pleased that Chibitalia wasn't late and let him sit beside her. Holy Rome sat beside Chibitalia again, but Chibitalia was thankful that he had been saved and wasn't afraid. Circle time started once all the children got into school, carefully holding their cultural artwork. A quick drawing of names by Miss Hungary determined that Chibitalia was going to present his artwork first.
Chibitalia stood, suddenly very nervous. What if I make a mistake and everyone laughs at me? Then what do I do? I wish Grandpa Rome was here to help me….
Shaking slightly, Chibitalia walked to the front of the room. He held the Mona Lisa carefully in his chubby little hands and carefully showed it to everyone in the room.
"This is the Mona Lisa. She was painted by Leonardo Da Vinci in the early 1500's," said Chibitalia in a small voice.
"That's very good Chibitalia!" exclaimed Miss Hungary as she furiously scribbled on a clipboard, "Make sure you are very careful with her. Please put the Mona Lisa in this special art case until the end of the day."
While Chibitalia put away the Mona Lisa, Japan started his presentation. The little Japanese boy stood, his kimono rustling as he walked to the centre of the circle. He held a great image of a massive wave, the colours and details impressing everyone in the room.
"This is a woodbrock print carred Kanagawa-oki name-ura. These woodbrock prints got very popurar during the Edo period."
"Wow Japan, can you show this to everyone please?" Requested Miss Hungary as she made notes on a clipboard.
Japan turned slowly in a circle, making sure all of his classmates got a good look at the woodblock image. Chibitalia liked how the wave's crest looked like creepy fingers. The Asian boy placed the woodblock in an art case beside the one where Chibitalia had put the Mona Lisa and walked back to his seat. He looked very relieved his show-and-tell was over.
Miss Hungary decided the children were too restless to sit through another presentation and had them all begin painting pictures. Thankfully, she had set up the art table early in the morning, so her class was able to run over and begin. Japan sat beside Chibitalia and started painting a picture of a rabbit. It was all in black paint and very elegant. Chibitalia liked it so much he started painting a rabbit, but he made his pink. The rabbit was in a beautiful grass field eating a flower, looking very content. Holy Rome sat on the other end of the table, trapped between the American twins who were working on something together. Poor Holy Rome seemed to be trying to paint a rabbit too, but it looked a bit strange.
"I'm a hopeless painter!" he cried, staring at his misshapen rabbit.
Chibitalia looked up from his work and glanced at Holy Rome's painting.
It's not bad… Oh! The leg is the wrong shape.
"Would you like some help? Your painting looks good, but the second leg of the bunny should go here…" said Chibitalia, taking Holy Rome's hand to show him where to re-paint the leg.
"I…. AHH!" Screamed Holy Rome as he realized Chibitalia's hand was on his. He stood and ran to the other side of the room, turning a nasty shade of red.
Chibitalia stood, still holding the paintbrush that Holy Rome had saturated with blue paint.
Why did he run off like that? I was only trying to help him with his painting…
When Chibitalia was picked up from school in the afternoon, he realized he couldn't remember anything else that had happened that day. Holy Rome running away from him kept replaying in his mind over and over again.
What did I do?
AN: Hello, everyone. Sorry I didn't update super-fast… high school is no fun sometimes. Anyways, please let me know if I should add characters/pairings or anything. I love reviews! They make me happy