Okay, so I have gender-bended only two other characters: Norway and Canada. I just had a feeling that they needed to be girls for some reason :) moving on…Thank you my precious reviewers! Don't worry about not seeing our dear Antonio yet! For I have planned it this way~! You'll be reading this next chapter in his point of view~ :3
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Antonio's POV:
Anotonio Fernandez Carriedo watched from afar as one of his best friends Francis Bonnefoy, got a beat down by an ill-tempered Brit. He assumed the eyebrow freak must always be constipated or something; because he kept giving the trio crap about everything they did.
Antonio and his two other friends were given the name, 'The Bad Touch Trio'. None of them knew why, but hey, it was catchy so they kept it. He was just surprised that the slim boy didn't follow them into the bathroom to make sure they were doing their 'business' right.
He sighed and turned to his other best friend, Gilbert Beilschmidt; a cocky albino German.
Gilbert was concentrating at the moment; something he rarely did, so Antonio became curious. The Spaniard watched carefully as the white-haired boy strategically placed pencils into his brother's blonde hair while he slept. The pencils stuck out in all directions but stayed in place because of the super gel he used.
"Oh zhe awesome me has done it again~," Gilbert scoffed at his masterpiece. "Hey Toni, get zhe camera!" Gilbert pointed to his messenger bag on the ground. Antonio laughed at his childish amigo as he scooped up the bag. When he opened it though, a little yellow bird flew into his face.
"Oh! Hola Gilbird, why are you in here?" Anotonio extended his pointer finger so the tiny thing could climb on. The cute bird shot what seemed to be an annoyed face at Gilbert, "chirp, chirp, chirp!"
"Don't be so stingy Gilbird! I waz only protecting you!" Gilbert seemed to understand what the yellow ball of fur was saying. Antonio was used to his loco friends that stuff like that didn't faze him much anymore. He handed his friend the camera and sat back, readying himself for the show that was about to unravel next to him.
Just as Gilbert was about to take the picture of his sleeping artwork, a big hand reached over the chair with lightning speed and crushed the camera in its fist. Gilbert in return screeched and jumped farther into his chair.
"Bruder…" Gilbert's younger brother Ludwig grabbed the pencils out of his hair as he twitched in fury. "I do not think zhis is vwhere you put writing utensils." He chucked the pencils at Gilbert yelling obscene and rude words in German before returning to his cat nap.
"Holy balls!" Gilbert shouted into his hands, staring at the leftovers of his new camera. "How unawesome of you! I just got zhis thing!" he threw the scraps behind his chair. Annoyed, the albino huffed and turned to look out of the window, not wanting to confront a laughing Antonio.
"Ohhh dios mío Gilbert~, you deserved that one!" Antonio laughed once more, before getting up to hunt down the bathroom and then ask for a drink.
Slightly bothered at how he had to walk across the cabin, and then to the back just to get to the bathroom; he didn't notice when he accidently bumped into something small but sturdy. Getting thrown back a bit, he rubbed his chest and searched for the culprit.
"Oi! Watch where you're going bastard! I almost fell over!" Antonio looked up and met the tip of an awkward curl bouncing in front of his face. His eyes traveled down the odd curl and found that it was attached to a short girl with dark walnut-brown hair. Only tall enough to reach the top of his chest, the girl stood swearing and rubbing her shoulder.
His breath hitched as he noticed how her hair complimented her beautiful amber eyes and the slight blush that painted her cheeks. Slowly processing what had just happened, and the glare that he was getting, Antonio jumped back and apologized.
"Lo siento chica! I didn't see you there."
'Why am I getting so flustered?' Antonio wondered, scratching the back of his neck. But he shook it off quickly as he noticed the girl had already started to stomp off past him.
"Yeah? Well then get the hell outta my way." She seethed while stalking towards the bathrooms behind him. Taking note at the nice body she had from behind, he smiled.
'Boy, she's got a mouth on her. But she's sooo hot~'
Antonio turned and started to jog towards her. Hey, he was going to the baño after all, and he definitely was not going to let this one slip away.
"Hola, may I ask your name?" Antonio slid in front of the hunched over girl and shot one of his signature 'sexy smiles' that always won out.
"None of your damn business." She spat, avoiding his gaze.
"Hey~, no harm; i just want to know if your arm is bueno," Antonio pointed to the shoulder she was clutching.
The brunette groaned and then pointed to the door he was leaning on. "Do you mind moving your fat ass so I can use the bathroom?" Antonio was not used to having women swear at him, that and ignore his 'sexy smile'. Slightly taken aback, Antonio nodded and shifted across to the wall opposite of the ladies room.
Opening the door, the girl looked back, "If you're here when I come out, I will personally kick that Spanish smirk off your face." And with that, she slammed the door.
He had heard of women playing hard to get or even acting tough to impress a guy, but this girl was running in a totally different category. He had his work cut out with this one.
Okayyyy so I decided to do this short chapter in Antonio's point of view in order to get a feel of both characters. Next chapter will be longer I promise!