Found out I needed reading glasses the other day. That's probably the reason why I can't spend too long working (both on school stuff and fanfiction) too long without getting grumpy (from headaches). Thereforth this should come out quicker (good, I've only got the next chapter typed).

Sorry if the ending seems random, it's necessary.

Thank you lolcakes for my only review to last chapter; yes, Elrico is a much better name then Alfonso~ I shall use that one instead~ Danke~

OH! And I don't own Charice, she belongs to Mitsuki Harunake.

~God Defend New Zealand~

Walking down the halls, Wy felt her eyes beginning to go blind from all the plain paint. No, seriously, she hadn't seen a single painting the entire time she had been lost; and that was saying something.

Of course, it didn't help that she didn't know which class she had first and that she had been divided into two freaking classes. With the lost thing, that is. Wy seriously doubted there would be much she could do about the walls.

Unless…?

Of course! She might get into a little trouble for it, but at least she wouldn't get annoyed with the walls next time she got lost here~!

Pulling a whiteboard marker out of her pocket (well she needed SOMETHING to use on her –Benjamin's- whiteboard), Wy settled herself down on the majestic steps of the marble staircase that had a beautifully blank, light pink wall next to it.

That wouldn't be blank for long.

…

"Vee~ Wy? What are you doing~?" Glancing up, Wy grinned and waved at Feliciano as he walked up the stairs to her, hair curl bouncing happily as he walked.

"Drawing, what does it look like?" Adding one last line to the bunch of flowers she had just drawn for the step she was currently sitting on, Wy jumped up and stretched before plopping herself down on the next step up. "Ow, that hurt."

"But why are you drawing on the wall?"

"Because it was annoying me! You want to draw too?" Wy chimed, pulling a purple marker out of her pocket and waved it in front of him.

"Vee~ Si, si~"

"Okay, you can work downwards and I'll work upwards!"

"Vee~ Yay~"

Grabbing the marker, Feli wondered over to the next step down and pulled a expression. Wy assumed it was meant to be a look of concentration… but…

"SOOO ~~!"

The war cry sounded as the only warning before a black and red blur appeared out of nowhere, tackling Feli to the ground -steps? When it finally stopped moving so fast, Wy blinked at the sight of an Asian cuddling and cooing at Feliciano, something about being too cute and hers?

"Uummm…"

"Oh, hi! Feli-chan, who's this~?" Cooed the girl, still hugging the poor Italian to death. Taking a guess that Feliciano wouldn't be able to speak for a while, Wy decided she might as well answer the question herself.

"Hi, I'm the Principality of Wy, but I just go by Wy." Blinking, the girl tilted her head.

"What about your human name?"

"That's also Wy." Wy felt her eye twitch; even if the question wasn't unreasonable, it still really annoyed her every time someone had to ask that.

"Ah, okay~ Well I'm Charice Pacquiao, the Outer Regions of the Republic of the Philippines! Nice to meet you~"

"Ah, you too…?"

"So why are you drawing on the walls?"

"They annoyed me."

"Because it's fun~!" Feliciano and Wy responded at the same time, one chirping happily and the other glaring at the walls.

"Cool~ Can I join in~?"

"Sure!" Fumbling around in her pocket, Wy pulled out a green marker and handed it over. "We're working up and down the stairs, so start where ever you like~" Soon enough, all three were scribbling all over the wall.

"Ahahaha, look, Francis and Gilbert! People are decorating the school!"

"I can see that, 'Tonio, but it lacks some Awesome! I think we should help!"

"Okay~"

"Mon dio, you two-! Your drawing lacks as much taste as theirs. I suppose there is no use; I will have to participate also."

Looking up from the wall, all three students were met with the sight of a blonde, brunette and oh my god, was that an albino?

"Hi guys~" Feliciano waved them over. "Look! Look! Look! We're decorating the wall~"

"Pourquoi?"

"'Cause it annoyed me."

"Because it's fun~"

"And you can get a high of the marker fumes!" Charice's cheer got her looks from everyone else.

...

"What?"

"…"

"ALRIGHT!" The albino cheered, cracking his knuckles. "Where can I get my hands on a sharpie?"

"From Wy~" Cheered Feliciano, pointing over at the girl as she watched the going-on's with a curious gaze.

"Ah, young mademoiselle~ Where do you come from~?" Raising an eyebrow at the obviously-French blonde that had just kissed her hand, Wy sent back a retort.

"From the ends of the earth, where do you think? I am Wy, the Principality of Wy."

"Aha! So you use Wy as a name too, yes?" Cheered the brunette, clapping his hands together and smiling brightly, completely disregarding the fact that his friend was now sulking from the obvious scorn headed his way. "Well I'm Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, the Kingdom of Espana~"

"I am the awesome Kingdom of Prussia, Gilbert Beillschmidt!" Grinned the albino, giving her a peace sign. Wy could vaguely here someone muttering something about dissolution, but decided to put it out of her mind. After all, if it had been dissolved, he wouldn't be here, right?

"And I-" The Frenchman stood up, making a miraculous recovery from his plague of rejection. "-am Francis Bonnefoy, the wonderful land of love~!"

"...what country's that again?"

"FRANCE! IT IS FRANCE, SACREBLEU! You would think everyone would know about it, mon dio!"

"If only because you state it in such a way." Deadpanned Wy, before fiddling around in her pocket a bit more and pulling out her last two markers.

"I'm afraid one of you are gonna have t' sit out for a while or somethin'. I'm afraid I only have pink and-" Suddenly Gilbert was right in front of Wy… and then he was gone again, orange marker in hand as he ran all the way to the top and started scribbling away.

"AWESOME CALLS GOLD!"

"… well, only pink left." Wy finished, not bothering to correct the Prussian, and turned towards the two remaining nations.

"I'll sit out, Francis, you can have it~" The grinning Spaniard sat down on the end of the railing, watching as the others drew.

"Ah, merci, mon ami~"

And then there was six.

"What the f*ck are you all doing, b*stards?"

Well, were.

"Lovi-chan~!"

"IT'S LOVINO, DAMNIT!" The absolute sync in Antonio and Charice's voices made Wy let out a laugh, which became even harder to hide after she heard Lovino's response.

Note to self; use Lovi-chan to address Lovino.

"So what the fuck are you- in fact, you know fucking what? It's better if I don't know." Storming up the stairs, Lovino's voice could be heard for the next two minutes as he shouted at the Spaniard who had chosen following him over watching people draw on walls.

"Hey, Lovi-chan-"

"It's LOVINO."

"Are you doing anything tonight~?"

"Yes, I'm going to play video games with Alfred and Yong Soo."

"I thought you didn't like them, Lovi~"

"IT'S LOVINO, DAMNIT!"

...

"What's going on in here, I heard- WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU ALL DOING?" The five remaining people looked up from their individual places on the staircase to see a very pissed blonde man with a boy in blue by his side.

"Ah, Angleterre, what are you doing out of class, and with Sealand nonetheless?" Francis called out, standing up and stretching as he did so.

"Peter ha-"

"Arthur's finally decided to acknowledge me as a nation!" Cheered Sealand, effectively cutting across whatever it was the British nation had been about to say.

"IN YOUR DREAMS, YOU LITTLE BRAT!" Yelled Arthur, grabbing Peter by one of his ears and tugging him up by them. Turning back to Francis, he snarled in annoyance. "I could ask you the same question, you frog. Not only are you skipping class, but you're vandalising the school as well!"

"Vandalising?" Francis gasped dramatically, one hand falling over his heart as he leant back as though about to faint. "You call this art vandalism?"

"Yeah, Artie!" Cheered Gilbert, standing up as well, from his position at the top of the staircase. "This work is clearly too awesome to be vandalism!"

Actually, apart from the little birds he'd drawn, most of Gilbert's 'work' did look like vandalism… at least, to Wy it did.

"I don't care." Arthur sighed, kneading his forehead with his fingers. "I just want to know-"

"Can I join too~?" Cheered Sealand, dancing on the spot. "It looks like a lot of fun!"

"NO YOU CAN'T!" Turning back to the five standing on the staircase, Arthur rolled his eyes. "I just want to know who is responsible for this… work."

And then the finger pointing line came into life; first Francis and Gilbert pointed to Feliciano, Charice and Wy and then Charice pointed to Feli and Wy, moving all the fingers to them, and Feli 'vee'ed and pointed to Wy, effectively moving all four fingers onto her.

"Er… Hi, G'pa Arthur… pleasant day, huh~?"

~God Defend New Zealand~

"So you're in my class too, right? The micronations? That is so COOL, you get to be one of the gang, desu yo!"

"Yup. Great." Wy groaned; were all micronations this immature? Sure, she acted immature as well, but sti- wait. No, Hutt was a micronation too. Well, goodbye theory. "So what were you doing with G'pa Artie anyway?"

"Ha! He's a grandfather alright, the old jerk!" Wy sent him a look as he gloated for a bit before noticing the look. "Oh, what was I doing with him? Ah, looking for you of course!"

"Wha-"

"Hey, look, here we are! I FOUND HER, DESU YO!" Charging into the room, Sealand started shouting again. Walking in herself, Wy noticed that their class was a small one of only 7, and she just happened to be the only girl in the entire class, apart from the one in the back.

"Found who?" Came the chorus from several members of the class; in fact, the only ones who didn't ask were a white haired chick who was drawing in the back corner and a man in a purple cloak who immediately walked up to her as she appeared in the doorway and handed her over a thick book.

"Uh…" Glancing at it, Wy realised it was her photo album that she had le- forgotten at Steve's house last time she had stopped by.

"You left it at mine." Steve, also known as the Principality of Hutt River, stated, frowning down at her. "Also, it is not to proper etiquette to be late, but whatever. You're a kid, you can be excused." Sending a glare at Steve's back as he turned around to go back to his seat, Wy poked her tongue out at him before putting the book into her bag.

Turning back to the class, Wy noticed some of them were laughing while others were smirking and some just looked confused… or weren't looking. A red head with a computer on his desk smirked up at her.

"Hah, smart move, shortie." Oh no he didn't. "What'cha name?"

"Principality of Wy, ginger. What 'bout you?"

"You wanting to start something, shorty? I'm the almighty Principality of Ladonia, Alvar Oxenstierna, and I could beat a nation like Sweden any day!" He exploded, standing up and pointing at Wy, shouting angrily.

"I thought we told you to stop fucking going on about that, dipshit." Turning around, Wy sweatdropped as she noticed a man with sunglasses standing and flipping the bird at Alvar.

Watching the battle unfold, Wy had the immense desire to slam her head into the nearest wall.

"Am I really classified with this lot?"

~God Defend New Zealand~

"Thank God for lunch." Wy groaned, leaning back against the tree and closing her eyes. Class had been… hectic, to say the least, and she was close to dancing around the tree in joy; in fact, the only thing stopping her was the fact that all her energy had been zapped out of her already.

Looking out at the view in front of her, Wy was glad that the boundaries of the World Academy stretched much further than any other schools… that she had heard of. Not only did it give her the chance to get away from everyone else in her extremely immature class, but it also gave her a spectacular view to appreciate.

She had to bring her sketch pad or paints out here someday.

"Hey! Look, there she is desu yo!" A cheer brought her back from her daydreaming, and looking up, she noticed Peter and an Italian walking towards her.

'Seriously, how many people are needed to represent Italy?' Wy rolled her eyes before pulling a thought full expression. 'Although, he was in the micronation class, now that I think about it… hmm…'

"You know, you-a look even cuter closer up-a! Give it-a while and I might-a even consider dating you!" Cheered the Italian, holding out a hand. "Elrico Vargas, the Principality of-a Seborga! It's-a pleasure to-a meet you~" Rolling her eyes, Wy shook the hand and rolled her eyes when he bent down and kissed her hand.

Seriously? I mean, seriously?

Turning around to bang her head into the tree in annoyance -or was it disbelief?-, Wy let out a loud scream as one of the branches grabbed her around the waist and picked her up off the ground, leaving her dangling in the air about 10 meters off the ground.

~God Defend New Zealand~

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