Chapter Two: Breaking the Ice

A/N: Once again, thank you to anyone who gave this story any kind of attention. I really appreciate it and it motivates me to see that others are enjoying this as well. So, now we learn about the characters. What will they say? Sorry if the story seems a bit slow in the beginning. It'll pick up speed later.

Death Note Gal of Tomatoes: The nations that ran away are safe. They went back home, because they're chickens. Just kidding. And I can still bite you if I want too….

Warnings: Romano's mouth/France's perviness/Anything else I forgot.

On with the show!

Chapter Start

"We'll go down the rows, starting front right." Mr. Smith instructed.

"Oh, uh… my name is Feliciano Vargas. I'm-a from Italy… and ahh… my first love was a boy!" It seemed almost impossible, but he smiled through the whole phrase, not finding it awkward at all.

"I'm Lovino Vargas, I'm-a from Italy too, and sometimes, when I was little, I wore a dress…" He was almost the exact opposite of his brother, blushing quiet noticeably.

"Mein name is Ludvig Beilschmidt und I am from Germany und sometimes I do smile." However, he said so with a perfectly straight face.

"I am ze avesome Gilbert Beilschmidt und I am from Prussia!" The albino shouted.

"Prussia isn't a country, potato*******." Lovino growled under his breath.

"It is too! As of April 14, 2011, Prussia is officially a micronation!" Gilbert proclaimed. (1)

Mr. Smith considered this. The young boy, the one with the white hair and red eyes, seemed very enthusiastic about a little piece of land that wasn't even officially a country. He just figured that the boy really enjoyed history.

"Oh, I am Honda Kiku. I am from Japan and umm… I rack the abirity to become angry." The short, thin boy stood and bowed.

"Dudes, I'm Alfred F. Jones, but you can call me Al, or the hero! I'm from right here in America! (2) And I can sleep right through the whole winter!" The boy with a gravity defying cowlick shouted.

"I'm Arthur Kirkland, I'm from England, and when I was young, I grew my hair long." The young man with incredibly large eyebrows said.

"My name is Francis Bonnefoy, I am from France, and I know zat when Arzur is tired, 'e can be quite-" the Frenchman was cut off abruptly.

"Nobody bloody asked you about me, frog!" Arthur snapped, glaring at the man with shoulder length blonde hair.

"I am Ivan Braginski, da? I am from Russia and I like sunflowers." He held a faucet pipe as he spoke.

"I am Wang Yao, I'm from China and no matter what you may hear, I am a man, aru." The boy that looked like a girl said.

Mr. Smith looked at him, confused. Why would the boy need to remind them that he was a boy? Sure he looked like a girl, but… Well, maybe he'd figure out later.

"I'm Raivis Galante, I'm from Latvia, and it is on the map…" A very short blonde boy muttered.

"I'm Eduard von Bock, I'm from Estonia, and yes, it's on the map as well…" A blonde boy with glasses stated.

"I'm Toris Laruinaitis, I'm from Lithuania, and I often have nightmares about Ivan…" A brown haired boy muttered.

"Like, I'm Feliks Lukasiewicz, I'm, like, from Poland, and I totally dream about Toris." A strange boy with a 'valley girl' accent said.

Mr. Smith raised an eyebrow at him. He sensed that this boy had…issues.

"I'm Natalia Arlovskaya, I'm from Belarus, and I want to marry Ivan." A long haired girl said.

"I'm Katuyasha Braginski, I'm from Ukraine, and I try not to cry." A girl with rather a rather large chest said quietly.

"I'm Tino Vainamoinen, I'm from Finland, and I'm Santa Claus!" A boy with a Santa hat said.

"'m B'rw'ld 'x'nstn'a, 'm fr'm Sw'd'n, 'n I l'v T'no." A tall, rather scary boy mumbled, making the Finnish boy blush even though no one else understood.

"I am Roderich Eldenstein, I'm from Austria, and I get lost in my own house." A very dignified young man said.

Gilbert burst out laughing. "I knew it! I knew you got lost in your own house!"

"And how do you know that?" Roderich asked, turning to face him.

"When I was err… hanging out there once, you took an hour to find the bathroom."

Roderich glared at him and Mr. Smith figured the two were not on the best terms.

"I'm Vash Zwingli, I'm from Switzerland, and I've never fired a machine gun." A very serious, rather trigger-happy, looking young man stated.

"I'm Lilli Zwingli, I'm from Liechtenstein, and I've fired a rocket launcher." A cute little blonde girl said.

"I'm Elizabeta Hedervary, I'm from Hungary, and I enjoy listening to Roderich play piano." A very tom-boyish looking girl said.

"I'm Im Yong Soo, I'm from South Korea, and this game originated in Korea, da-ze!" A boy with a weird hair curl announced.

"Um… I'm Matthew Williams… I'm from Canada… and I'm still here…" A boy clutching a stuffed polar bear to his chest muttered.

The teacher did a double take. The boy sat on the front row, but it seemed they had skipped right over him. He made a note not to forget the quiet boy. "Well, it seems we have a most interesting arrangement of nationalities. You guys are from all over the world. Well, I usually don't conduct a lesson on the first day, so you can all just talk or ask me any questions you feel need to be answered. Oh, and I will be expecting help on some lessons from those of you from different countries."

The rest of the class went on rather noisily until the end. They packed up their bags and headed off to lunch.

A/N: So, this was really the introduction chapter. Personally, I found it a bit boring, but the next chapter will be better, honest.

Does anyone else find France creepy? One of my friends says that she wants to marry him… Then another one of my friends says that she wants to marry Austria. She's going to have to get her piano tuned first, though. I almost murdered her over how terrible the poor instrument sounds… sorry. I'm rambling. Well, that's what you get when I write late at night.

(1): I'm pretty sure that I got the date right. Not sure. But for those of you who didn't know, now you do! Look it up if you don't believe me.

(2): And we find out where the college is located! I just figured that the world was being held in the US of A and that's where they all ended up.

So, see ya'll next chapter!

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P.S.: Just in case you were wondering, we haven't met all the characters yet. But who haven't we met? You'll just have to wait and see.