Ahhhh, I took so long to resume writing! *sweatdrops*
Anyway, I'll start writing more soon when school is out, which is soooooooonnnn. Here goes with the first part of the first pairing: Liet/Pol!
With an evil smirk, Arthur slid the first letter of advice through the letterbox. He had tried his best to write a letter of terrible advice, so that that annoying frog would get in trouble. Looking around to check no one was in sight, Arthur slipped out of the way.
Aunty Agony by Francis Bonnefoy
Um, hi!
I like this person who is kinda my best friend…We've had falling outs but we're really close…Anyway, I would really like to ask them to prom but the person is really unpredictable and if they say no it'll be really akward…What should I do?
Thank you very much!
Dear mysterious person,
In this case, the only thing you should do is to make this person EXTREMELY jealous. Like, the I-will-never-talk-to-you-again type of jealous. Why? No questions. Trust me. I'm French.
Gilbert was lying upside down in his chair, which was in his opinion the only proper way to sit in a chair. Too bad his teachers disagreed. He was staring at the list he had printed out. It seems the application had an evil mind, as it had paired up nearly all the least likely people together. The first pairing on the list already made him chuckle. "Toris and Feliks?" Gilbert laughed. "Are you kidding me? Toris would never be brave enough to actually get a move on!" Just as he said this, however, the second bell rang, indicating the self-proclaimed Prussian was now late for History (in his opinion, the dumbest class ever made). Sighing lazily, he got up and headed over to his class. Then choked. "WASS THE-?!"
DRAMATIC ENDING DUM DUM DUMMMMMM
Ah, man, Gil and Arthur are going to be so creeped by the end of the fic!