A/N: Hello my lovelies! Here is your very belated Christmas present! It's been a while, although I think I have a pretty legitimate excuse for my lack of updates.

At the end of October, I suffered a severe hyperventilation attack, and it damaged a great deal of my nerves and self-confidence. I went through a very long process of dealing with depression and an up and down roller coaster of emotions as things with school, extracurricular , and life did not go well. I was immensely stressed from my gigantic and never-ending workload, and at times I just wanted to give up and stop worrying about everything.

Luckily for me, I was able to keep myself together for short periods in between, so I didn't completely combust. And thankfully, I've now reached my winter break.

So the first thing I wanted to do was to update this story. I did upload a new chapter of Dear Mari, Dear Iceland, as well as a new story, but I had the new story sitting around for a while, and the other story seemed the easiest to update and to keep my mind off of things.

I apologize for this long, ranty Author's Note, and I thank you very much for bearing with me and adding this story to your alerts and favorites.

And I love you, my reviewers. You give me inspiration and keep me motivated.

But enough about me. Please enjoy! ^^

Getting to Lovina: A Story of Hetalia Academy

Chapter 13: The Beginning of Spring Shenanigans

The Spring Holidays at Hetalia International Academy were usually the most amusing time of year, aside from the Winter Holidays. Due to the snowy climates of the homes of some students, a small fraction of the student population simply stayed at Hetalia during the winter. The Winter Holidays were always a quiet affair; however, the Spring Holidays were a completely different story.

For reasons unknown, Hetalia International Academy followed the absurd scheduling of the American school system. This, of course, disgruntled the parents of the Asian students (who would have celebrated the Lunar New Year with their parents if not for the system) and the parents of many other parents who simply did not like the why the school year was set up. This, of course, meant that a good majority of the students who attended Hetalia stayed behind for their Spring Holidays; this also meant that the campus was not less hectic than any regular day. Luckily for the staff, less than a fourth of the students went home during the Spring Holidays.

Madeleine just so happened to be a part of that "less than one fourth" of the school population. Elizaveta lazily lounged on her bed as she watched the Canadian girl pack a small suitcase for her two week break. Madeleine would be spending her entire vacation with Arthur and Allison. In the depths of her heart, Elizaveta truly pitied the poor little Canadian girl. It was bad enough she lived with Arthur; it was even worse that she would have to spend two weeks with the condoling Arthur and Allison. Although the Jansen/Janssens family lived nearby, Lars and Emma would not be going home, as their father would be gone on business. So poor little Madeleine would be left on her own, forgotten in a house of rowdy boys and Allison.

"I'm going to miss you," Elizaveta sighed, flopping onto her back. "Lovi's still going to be here, but she's going to with Antonio most of the time. Emma's developed that weird thing for Vash, and she trails him everywhere. I honestly think they're going to hit it off. And then, Mei is also going to home. I think they're having a 'late' Lunar New Year celebration. And then—"

"Well, Gilbert's still going to be around, right?" interrupted Madeleine with a tiny smirk.

"Uh…" fumbled Elizaveta as she blushed.

Fortuitously, the Hungarian was saved by the timely appearance of none other than Lovina Romina Vargas.

"I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!" she screeched indignantly.

The two girl stared blankly, evidently used to any and all outbursts from their prickly friend. Lovina stomped into the room and landed on Elizaveta's bed in a giant huff, knocking the other girl off the bed in her anger. Elizaveta yelped when she made contact with the floor. Lovina ignored her protests and simply began to yell out random obscenities in Italian. Madeleine sighed and rubbed her temples tiredly as she began to develop a headache.

"Yes, Lovina?" she prompted, once the Italian had ceased her shrieks.

"That goddamned potato bastard and mia sorella are spending their Spring Holiday in Japan with Sakura and that cat zombie freak, and Feli neglected to tell me! And they're already know this for two months! Mio nonno didn't tell me either!"

"Lovina."

"I cannot believe, not I REFUSE to believe that they would neglect to tell me something so important!"

"LOVINA!"

Lovina paused as Elizaveta glared at her from the ground.

"First of all, apologize for knocking me off my bed. Secondly, they did tell you. You just forgot. I was there when Feli came up and told me. You were too busy reading the passage for history. Feli was all happy and fluttery, and you just replied with 'Sure, whatever sorella. I don't really care.' And then, Feli just skipped away and you continued to eat tomatoes and read History."

Lovina blushed as she remembered. "W-w-whatever. She should have told me again, dammit. I have a bad memory."

"Well, if your grandpa said it was ok for her to go, then you really shouldn't worry, Lovi," said Madeleine calmly, as she folded more clothes and placed them into her suitcase. She frowned slightly as she realized that she didn't really need that much stuff for a two week break at home.

Lovina's face contorted into another angry expression at Madeleine's reply. "That damn old man can't deal with anything. All he does is eat, sleep, and pick up girls on his way back home. Ugh. I can't ever trust his judgment."

Elizaveta patted the dust off her capris as she got off the floor and sat back on her bed. She placed an arm around Lovina reassuringly as the other girl pouted angrily. "Now come on, Lovi. You have a dorm room to yourself for two weeks, unless you want to camp over here with me. You also have two weeks to spend with Antonio without any worries of schoolwork. So be happy, alright?"

Lovina huffed indignantly once more, but she didn't say another word.

"Hey, hey, Francy-pants, you gonna miss the awesome me? Kesesesesesesesese."

Francis laughed whole-heartedly. Antonio and Gilbert were seeing him off to the airport. As decided by Gilbert, it was "too awesome" to take a cab to the airport; instead, the three boys dragged Francis's luggage by foot. It was a good thing that the French boy was very efficient about the way he packed. Between the three of them, the trip only took fifteen minutes. It was a good thing the town was a small place.

"Phew. We're here, amigo! Have fun in France!"

Francis waved happily at the retreating backs of his two friends. With a contented sigh, he checked in his luggage and made his way to his terminal.

"Oh! Bonjour Francis! Are you going home as well?"

Francis turned to see a sturdy-looking blonde girl with a surprisingly thin frame and wide, innocent eyes. She wore a simple pair of jeans and a shirt that said, "Vive la France!" She looked at Francis with a neutral, but evidently happy expression.

"Oh! Jeanne! Oui! Etes-vous excité pour les vacances?"

Jeanne smiled broadly at him, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Je suis impatient de passer une bonne partie de celui-ci avec vous."

If Francis grinned any wider, his face would have split in two. "Where is your seat? Is this your flight? And where do you live? Mon dieu, we are going to have a very nice chat over the Atlantic."

Jeanne laughed merrily, and Francis's face softened at the soft sincerity of the sound. He offered her his arm as they prepared to board the plane.

"Oui. We are going to have a very nice chat indeed."

After seeing Madeleine off to her cab, the remaining girls ate lunch together and then went their separate ways. Elizaveta and Gilbert had decided to loiter around the shops around town, doing whatever they felt like doing. This usually roughly translated to Elizaveta keeping Gilbert out of trouble as he randomly decided on "awesome" things to do. Lovina had scoffed when Elizaveta told her about their impending excursion, though Emma had put on that cat-like smile she reserved for little moments like these. Mei was packing, and therefore, was not available for any comments.

Emma, still managing to be oddly attracted to their resident trigger-happy thrifty Swiss, pranced off happily to harass Vash, per Lili's request. Lili, after seeing the success of the Valentine's Day escapade, offered her services as a part time seamstress to the Belgian girl if she could keep Vash from being too overprotective. Emma had gotten a new skirt and a set of lacy pajamas as a result of this trade. Suffice to say, the only person not happy about the deal was Vash Zwingli himself.

Lovina simply watched in amusement as the blonde girl skipped away in a fashion not very unlike a bunny.

"Lina~!"

"Goddammit, Tomato Bastardo, what do you want?"

"Let's go get spaghetti! We can get extra tomates!"

And once again, Lovina was dragged off to get spaghetti by her Spanish boyfriend as a good number of students watched.

"Hey, hey Nora! We should go get some food too! But not smelly Waldo's food! Ho—"

Lovina and Antonio just missed seeing Anders being chocked by Nora as Mari smirked in the background.

A/N: I'm planning another chapter about the Spring Holidays as well as an omake about some childhood anecdotes before I end this with an epilogue. When I finish with this, I think I'll buckle down with getting It Started With a Text and start on It's Not Easy Being a Nordic.

It Started with a Text should be as light and funny as this one, although I may add some darker and more serious undertones to It's Not Easy Being a Nordic. In addition, I uploaded what was supposed to be a one-shot, but I am contemplating on whether or not to continue it. It is definitely not light an fluffy, and I feel that it might end up being pretty angsty. After all, it already is pretty angsty. If you feel like it, read To Drown Our Sorrows by me, and tell me if it should be continued.

So THANK YOU very much! I appreciate all of the favs and alerts. Thank you!

Expect an update soon!

Oh, and French Translations:

Vive la France - Long Live France

Etes-vous excité pour les vacances? - Are you excited for the holidays?

Je suis impatient de passer une bonne partie de celui-ci avec vous.- I look forward to spending a good part of it with you.

Correct me if I'm wrong. I used GoogleTranslate. xD