A/N: Here is the one-shot that sparked the idea for 'My Strange Pierrot'. :3
Umm... I finished it a few minutes ago and decided to go ahead and post it. Yay! Oh, and the next chapter to 'Playground Sweethearts' is out now! More yay!
...I like to picture Ludwig and Berwald just sitting on a bench, talking in snipits about their partners. It sounds so cute.
...I had a bad experience with high beams when I was a Kindergartner. I fell off of them and my wrist got all swollen and the teachers didn't even pay attention. . But, I did like spending time, talking with the teachers during recess more than playing with the kids. In elementary school, I would either play on a swing or sit with the teacher and talk. I'm such a loner! T^T
Anyways~ I hope you enjoy this installment!
I don't own Hetalia

Lai = I made a mistake... She is Taiwan not Thailand... and Zeke = New Zealand

Mr. Beilschmidt's Kindergarten class had recess everyday from 1pm to 2pm. His and Mr. Oxenstentaris's class shared the playground.

Mr. Oxenstentaris, or Mr. Ox since the children could almost never pronounce his name, was a large man like Ludwig. He came from Sweden, moving to America with his love, Tino after surviving a bit of financial trouble. He was tall, over 6 feet and had a wide stature. He also had the same scary face that hid his sweet personality that Ludwig had.

The two teachers stepped up to each other and nodded. Their children ran across the fairly large, fenced in playground and instantly formed their little groups.

"How's Tino been?" Ludwig said, trying to find something to talk about while he kept a wary eye on Gilbert and his antics.

"H's be'n f'ne. Felici'no?"

"He's still hyper." Ludwig chuckled, blushing slightly. Should it be awkward for two huge, grown men to talk about their dainty partners? No! Not at all!

Across from the two men, Gilbert noticed that his brother was distracted by Mr. Ox. "Hey, Birdie!" The albino made his way to Matthew who sat on one of the many swings. The blonde boy looked up at his friend.

"Y-Yeah?" He swung gently, sliding his feet in the wood chips.

"Do you wanna play on the balance beam?" Gilbert pointed to the three beams that rose a bit higher after so many feet. Two other children were currently walking down them – two girls.

"I-I don't know… I-Isn't that a b-bit high?" Matthew stuttered out, looking down at the ruts his feet had made in the chips.

"Nah. But, we'll have to chase those girls off it." Eww, girls.

"T-That seems a bit m-mean, though."

Gilbert waved the comment off. "No. Those girls have been playing on the beams all week. They can let us play on it for a while." He pulled Matthew off the swing and the two of them made their way across the jungle gym, through the sandbox, and under the monkey bars.

The two girls, Lai and Zeke, ran off when they noticed Gilbert coming near them. Gilbert had a sort of reputation in the small group of Kindergartners. He was a child not to be reckoned with. Hell raised and Hell bent. A regular Clyde (he didn't have a Bonnie yet).

"See? They were done playing on them anyways!" Gilbert climbed onto the lowest bar, walking one foot in front of the other down to the end where it stepped up to the next tallest bar. Matthew cautiously climbed up after him, shaking as he tried to stand on the narrow bar without swaying.

"I-I still do-don't think this is a g-good idea." Matthew stuttered out, but he kept walking up to Gilbert.

Said albino laughed. "But it is fun. Right, Birdie?" Matthew nodded his head without much confidence.

"I-I guess so." That is, until Gilbert started jumping up and down. The blonde next to him began wobbling to the left and wobbling to the right and then to the left again until after swaying for nearly ten seconds, fell off the side of the second highest bar.

He landed on his bottom, dust flying up around him. Gilbert jumped down in an instant. "Are you okay, Matthew!" he exclaimed. Gilbert began fretting over the blonde, helping him up and dusting him off while Matthew tried his hardest not to let the fall scare him. That… and he was a bit embarrassed to have Gilbert fuss over him like that.

"I-I'm okay, Gil. I'm fi-"

"Hey!" Matthew and Gilbert saw Alfred running up to them. "What'd you do to Mattie?" The loud (and completely not obnoxious, no, never) boy ran up to Gilbert, pushing him away from his little brother.

"I didn't do anything!" Gilbert pushed Alfred back.

"Liar! I saw you push Mattie off the beams!" Alfred pushed Gilbert back again. He moved in front of Matthew, bent on protecting him. He looked over his shoulder to his twin. "Are you okay, Mattie?"

"I'm fine, Alfred. And Gilbert didn't push me. I fell off the beams on accident." Alfred turned back to Gilbert after Matthew said he was fine, ignoring the rest.

"Just stay away from Matthew. I don't like you!"

Gilbert huffed and glared at Alfred. "And I don't like you either, but I'm Birdie's friend so you can't tell me what to do." He shoved Alfred one last time.

By this time, Ludwig and Berwald had seen Matthew fall off the beams and then the two spitfires fight. They were heading over to see what exactly was happening.

"Gilbert. What are you doing?" Ludwig ordered.

"This idiot says I pushed Birdie off the beams and says he doesn't want me to be friends with him." Gilbert crossed his arms over his chest.

Mr. Beilschmidt looked to Alfred. "You can't accuse people of something they didn't do without proof, Alfred. And you definitely can't tell them who they can and can't be with." Alfred huffed.

"I'm just protecting my Mattie."

Ludwig looked at Matthew who was silently looked up at him. "Are you alright?" The boy nodded.

"B-But, u-um… C-Could you tell them to s-stop fighting?"

Ludwig sighed and nodded. "Gilbert, Alfred. You two apologize now. Or you can both clean the whole room by yourselves."

In fear of having to clean the large, messy room, the two looked (see: glared) at each other and gave a small, quick apology.

"There, now you both can go to opposite ends of the playground and leave each other alone for the rest of the day."

The two boys gave one last glare before stomping off to either side of the playground; Alfred back to Arthur and Gilbert back to the beams.

Matthew thanked Mr. Beilschmidt and Mr. Ox (even though he was more of an observer than anything) and asked if he could sit and talk with them. The two men looked to each other and nodded.

I-I hope you don't m-mind me asking, but… How are Mr. Feliciano and Mr. Tino?"