This is only half of this chapter. The other half is being written by my cousin Asa. Her pen name is invisible0one. The story is under the name "The Odd One." I suggest reading this chapter and reading that chapter immediately afterwards. This will be the way we will write the entire story.
Also: The names that Belarus and her family use are the human names the countries use to blend in with humans. Belarus will remain Bela, but Russia will become Ivan and Ukraine shall be called Katyusha or Kat.
Belarus hated school.
That's putting it too lightly.
Belarus thought that school should be sent to a pit full of fire and giant spiders.
Nope, that still doesn't cut it.
She thought it ought to be stabbed and cut in such a way that it would feel the pain until its final breath, which would be hours after her last attack.
But schools were inanimate objects. It was a pain in the ass to try and kill inanimate objects. She would have to see if there was a personification of school just as there was of the countries just so she could run them through hell and back.
A strange man in a bright orange jumpsuit, driving recklessly in an RV with an overly enthusiastic wife in a teal jumpsuit, had told them that the school was infested with ghosts though. So school was where she was.
Casper High was the name of the school Belarus and her family were checking out. It was a bit difficult to get permission for it during school hours, but travelling with her large Russian brother had its benefits. Getting access to a school during class hours was one of them.
They'd been checking the place out for at least an hour, and they hadn't found a damn thing. The bell to switch classes rang and students flooded into the halls. She had expected to find the hallways impassible after that, but apparently travelling with her handsome Russian brother had more than one advantage in a school.
Maybe she should find a group of teenagers to follow. That might get them somewhere faster than just randomly running around school would.
She spotted a group in the hall; three schoolchildren, two boys and a girl. The girl was dressed in all black and had dark black hair. One of the boys had black hair too, but he was wearing a white shirt and jeans. The last member of the group had a red cap on. He looked like a bigger moron than any of them.
Belarus pointed them out to her family and they followed them to the cafeteria. After waiting for them to get their lunch and sit down, Belarus began to lose interest.
"Bela, doesn't that boy look a lot like the friend you made last night?" Russia asked her.
"Which one? The stupid one who keeps peaking at the emo girl or the even stupider one who is staring lovingly at a PDA?
Russia chuckled at that.
"The emo girl's admirer."
Belarus stared at the boy. Upon closer inspection, she found that the boy looked a fair amount like the boy she had met last night, but that wasn't possible. The boy last night was dead, and this boy was alive.
"A little, but I don't think they're the same person."
She walked over to their table anyways. She could always interrogate them about the supposedly haunted school.
"Privyet."
The Emo Girl looked at her and then at the black-haired boy next to her.
"Danny! She said hello, dunce. And you wonder why we call you clueless." The girl smirked.
"Well, that's not the only reason. Is it Sam?" Red Cap Boy teasingly asked Emo Girl.
The loud thunk under the lunch table and the sound of pain coming from Red Cap Boy informed Belarus that the girl had taken offense and kicked the boy for revenge. Teenagers were so immature.
"Идиотский проигравших." She muttered so softly that only Russia should be able to hear her.
Well, her loving brother didn't hear her, but the black-haired boy did. Whether he understood or not, he certainly seemed to be taking offense at it. His eyes had a glare that could rival Britain's whenever Russia was around. Still not as scary as her brother's own glare, but frightening to the weak-hearted.
Thinking of her love reminded Bela of Russia's suspicions. The boy certainly had the same glare as the ghost and the facial structure was similar, but there was still the life and death issue to deal with. It could still be fun to freak him out though.
"Do I know you? You look a lot like one of the идиоты I dealt with last night."
He took a second to respond.
"I don't think so. I'm Danny. Danny Fenton."
Fenton. Fenton. Why did that name sound familiar? A familiar name and familiar face… Who exactly was this boy? Ukraine giggled. If it was someone Ukraine knew then…
"Fenton? I met your parents this morning. They told us this damn school was haunted, but I haven't a single fucked up spirit all day."
"Bela! Watch your mouth. My younger sister shouldn't be using such rude language in front of such friendly people!" Ukraine said.
"Я говорю, что я хочу сказать, сестра." Belarus replied calmly.
"Bela, you should listen to big sister." Russia intervened.
Bela glanced back at big sister for a minute, but kept quiet. She didn't want to anger her future husband.
"Sorry about my little sister Bela. She gets a bit of a potty mouth now and then. I'm Katyusha. This is my younger brother Ivan. Have you seen any ghosts? Cестра is looking for them. " Ukraine said smiling.
Belarus growled at Ukraine's sweet attitude. It made her teeth rot.
"I saw one this morning, but it was nothing special. Just that idiot Box Ghost trying to be scary again. It's pretty sad that even Lancer doesn't bat an eye at him anymore." The Fenton boy said, laughing.
She had no fucking clue who "Lancer" was, but she did recognize the Box Ghost.
"Idiot is an understatement." Belarus muttered, being careful not to set off big brother again by swearing.
A moment's pause, and then Emo girl spoke up.
"So you know the Box Ghost?"
"Da. I do."
"Who's the Box Ghost?" asked her big sister.
"Is he another friend of yours Bela?" Russia asked.
"Stupid ghost I met last night. He tried to steal a package of mine. I nearly killed him, but another ghost stopped him. Some stupid hero ghost with a ridiculous name; Danny Phantom or something. He was the boy you met last night, my dearest Russia."
She saw Russia shiver at that comment. She also saw the teenagers react with disgust, but that didn't matter as much.
"Disregarding that last comment… What was in that package Boxy tried to steal anyways?" asked the Fenton child.
Belarus raised an eyebrow at that. The boy was talking as if he had actually been at the event.
She decided to show him the pictures. It probably would freak him out, which would be fun.
"Brother, dearest, could you and big sister go get our food?" She asked and Russia shrugged, walking away from the table.
Belarus sat down at the lunch table and pulled a picture out of her dress pocket. It was one of her favorites and in perfect condition.
"I'll show you, but don't fall in love with brother. I will slit your throat in your sleep and hang your intestines up as if they were decorations for my brother's and I's wedding if you do. Got it?"
As she brought the picture to a viewable level, the Fenton's boy's expression changed from fear to disgust. His face took on a light pink tone that would have been cute to most other girls. Belarus didn't give a shit about this boy's face though. Only Russia's face mattered to her.
Danny Fenton's face continued to turn a redder as he realized his girlfriend was looking at the picture too. He looked really angry at her for the pictures. Emo Girl shrugged.
"Meh. I've seen better."
She doubted that, and she would have made a comment on it if she wasn't too busy staring at the black-haired boy's face. At his girlfriend's remark his skin had taken on a shade of red that the obnoxious country Spain would have labeled "Tomato." He was obviously jealous of Emo Girl's ridiculous statement.
Red Cap Boy chimed in again with another teasing remark.
"I'm sure you have, Sam. I'm sure you- OW!" Yet another loud noise from under the table signaled to her that the Emo Girl had kicked Red Cap Boy again.
The noise must have shocked Fenton into saying something, but it didn't seem like he had given much thought to his next question.
"Who have you seen like that?" He asked.
"Do you even remember the number of times you lost your clothing right after the portal accident?"
"That wasn't my fault, and you know it!" He replied defensively.
Red Cap Boy was fighting back laughter at their conversation while Emo Girl and Fenton kept getting redder and redder.
"That doesn't change the fact that I saw you."
"So what you're saying, Sam, is you'd rather do Danny than Ivan." Red Cap Boy said teasingly. Belarus growled, whether it was for her Russia being insulted or the idea of Sam fucking Russia she would never tell.
"What! I did not say that Tucker! Where the hell did you get that from?" Emo girl replied angrily. The two teens who had faces were redder than borshch both moved to slap Red Cap's face at the same time. Their hands touched in the process though, and both of them stopped and refused to look at each other. It was disgusting.
"Good god. Could you two lovebirds be any more obvious?" Belarus asked.
"WE ARE NOT LOVEBIRDS!" The two answered simultaneously.
"Right. And I suppose Emo girl over there likes pink and you're a ghost too?" She replied sarcastically.
"I've been trying to get these two clueless wonders to admit how they feel or years, but neither one of them will do it." Red Cap Boy was kicked and slapped at the same time for his comment.
"Mr. Fenton, Miss Manson, would you stop abusing Mr. Foley? Or do you need another detention?" An ugly man she assumed was the teacher of the younger teens appeared.
"He deserved it." Emo Girl muttered.
"Yes, but let's not forget the number of infractions the three of you get away with on a daily basis. You'd be in detention for the rest of your high school career if I started punishing you for that just because you deserved it." The man said before walking off.
So they were trouble-makers in school? That could be useful information. Belarus tucked the thought in the back of her mind.
"You lovebirds done bickering now?" She asked rudely. The glares she got from the two victims of puppy love would have crushed the spirit of most humans; Fenton's eyes were actually changing colors somewhat. It was pretty lame to her though. France could be scarier.
"BEWARE! FOR I AM THE BOX GHOST!" announced another less than scary voice. The asshole who had tried to steal her box last night was back.
"Why the hell is this shit head back?" Belarus asked the ceiling, probably the only intelligent being around.
"TREMBLE BEFORE MY CARDBOARD CUBES OF DOOM!"
"I think I'll start trembling the day I actually care." The Fenton boy said yawning.
"FEAR ME, GHOST CHILD!"
Ghost Child? Belarus wondered where that came from.
Never mind. She was pissed off and ready to hurt something. She removed the knife from her pocket. The principal would have tried to remove it from her before she entered, but since he was busy being terrified by a certain Russian man with a very lethal facet pipe, he hadn't noticed.
"I'm only going to say this once, говнюк. Go the hell away before I end your miserable afterlife slowly and painfully."
"Uh...BEWARE!" The Box Ghost hurried out of sight, pretending that Belarus couldn't still kill him if she felt like it.
She pointed the knife at the teenagers in front of her, and then moved to put the blade back in her dress. But before Belarus could complete this action, a pair of people saw her threatening behavior.
"Беларусь! Что ты делаешь с Дэнни и его друзей?" The shrill panicked voice of Ukraine rung out.
"Бела? Что ты делаешь с ножом?" Russia's deeper tone asked with a hint of curiosity.
Shit. Now they'd think she had been trying to kill the Fenton Boy.
"The Box Gho-"
"Are you guys hurt? Did Little Sister attack any of you?" Ukraine asked the before bursting into tears. "She did, didn't she? I'm sorry!"
"I did nothing to them Ukraine. Quit being such a fucking crybaby all the damn time!"
"I'm sorry my little sister scared you guys! It's all my fault! Waaah!"
"I didn't hurt them! QUIT YOUR DAMN CRYING, WHORE!"
Russia stood their awkwardly; his expression a mix of desire to help, and fear of getting involved.
"Kat, it's okay. Bela didn't scare us. We see worse things on a daily basis. We're fine." Emo Girl interjected, obviously trying to break up the family arguments.
"No! It's not okay! We shouldn't have left little sister unattended! I'm sorry we made you watch her!"
"I've spent the past year hunting ghosts with this idiot and you really think your sister is going to scare me?" Emo Girl responded, rolling her eyes.
"You're hilarious." Fenton told his girlfriend sarcastically.
"B-But, it's my fault Bela attacked you! I'm so sorry!"
"I didn't fucking touch them Ukraine! Quit saying I did!" Belarus replied.
"B-Bela… Katyusha…"
Both of the girls immediately stopped what they were doing to stare at their brother. His face had turned red and he was staring at the ground. His words were whispered, but Belarus and her annoying sister heard them.
"Stop fighting… Пожалуйста?"
"Oh brother! I'm sorry!" Ukraine said as she ran to hug him.
Belarus hung back, trying to make sure no one laughed at her brother's weakness. She loved Russia, but sometimes he could be such a wimp. Especially when Big Sister started crying.
Thankfully the bell rung shortly after that. The teenagers quickly departed for their classes. When the children had left, the ugly fat man they had seen earlier came up to them.
"Will your daughter be joining us here until you go home?"
Attending class? Did he think that she was a school child? Her human age looked fairly young, so maybe…
DID HE JUST SAY DAUGHTER? Did he think that her proud and noble brother had fucked the slut she called a sister!?
"That would be wonderful for Bela! She's never attended an American school!" Ukraine said.
"Da. Bela would enjoy the experience, maybe she could make new friends." Russia added.
"I am not their daughter!"
"Wonderful. Come along now Bela. My classroom is this way."
Belarus's family has issues... Lots of issues...
Translations:
"Privyet: Hello
Идиотский проигравших- Idiotic losers
идиоты- Idiots
Я говорю, что я хочу сказать, сестра- I say what I want, sister.
Cестра- Sister
Borshch- A blood red soup that's popular in countries like Ukraine and Russia.
говнюк- Shithead
Беларусь! Что ты делаешь с Дэнни и его друзей- Belarus! What are you doing to Danny and his friends?
Бела? Что ты делаешь с ножом?- Bela? What are you doing with the knife?
Пожалуйста- Please