After having met up with his friend, Arthur was told they needed to stop by the science room to pick something up. Not caring to waste some time he agreed and they headed back into the school. Stopping just outside the room his friend said
"Wait here a sec Arthur, I'll just grab it and we'll go."
"Fine, but don't get sidetracked and leave me out here too long," Arthur said semi-seriously
As Arthur was waiting in the hall he started to look around, as he turned to look down the opposite end of the hall from where he and his friend had come in he spotted a familiar small boy. He had startling orange hair, and was wearing blue shorts with what looked like a prestigious school uniform jacket, and . . . . paint on his face, attempting to sneak a peek into the girl's bathroom.
What a pervert this guy is. Sheesh.
Arthur decided to have a little fun with him. And as he walked toward him he started
"Hey you! Do I need to have a teacher call the police and have them charge you with sexual harassment?"
Upon hearing someone shouting at him the boy flinched, and then started to decide whether he should A) run away or B) turn around and defend himself. The kid obviously had some guts because he chose B, as he whipped around furiously, eyes glaring, he said to Arthur
"What I do is none of YOUR damn business! Now buzz off old man!"
WHAT!
Arthur went from nonchalant to livid in five seconds.
"Old man?! OLD MAN! Just who the hell do you think you are you snot nosed little punk?!"
Without much thought Arthur stomped forward and grabbed the kid by the arm and turned him around.
"You obviously have some kind of death wish to mouth off to an older student like that; I'll give you one chance to make it up to me. Say the magic words."
This kid wasn't afraid of anything, so his response was
"Fuck you!"
OOO
"ERLAND!"
Without Arthur even realizing it, his friend had witnessed the whole scene between him and the boy. The friend wasn't really all that concerned with Arthur, seeing as it was typical for him to lose his temper like that, but the real surprise was the kid. What language!
"You should know better than to say things like that, save it for outside and away from important ears!"
"Important ears? What the hell are you talking about, no one's even freaking here!" Erland stated angrily.
"You never know who might be around, you should be more careful, and as for your attitude toward Arthur, apologize now!"
"LIKE HELL I WILL, he started it! He threatened me!"
This boy was bound and determined to push Arthur past his breaking point.
Must not hit kids, must not hit kids, must not hit...
"THAT'S IT, come 'ere you little-"
As he was about to lunge forward his companion grabbed him around the waist and help him back.
"W-what do you think you're doing Arthur, please calm down! Erland is just a little, well you know, special!"
As Arthur was trying to escape the hold he was currently in, Erland took that time to mock Arthur one last time before running away.
"Nya~ nya~ na na na~ you suck!'' *sticking his tongue out at Arthur*
"COME BACK HERE YOU GOD DAMN BRAT! Let me go! Damn it all, I'll get you!"
"Oh my~ what is this scene I have walked in on? Hmm~ is that Arthur I see wrapped in the arms of another man? My heart, my heart is aching!"
OOO
As if Arthur's mood couldn't get any worse. Of all the people to see now it just HAD to be HIM. Francis Bonnefoy. He had the worst timing of any human being he knew.
Why now damn it, and why him; DAMN IT!
"Tch, come on Francis you have no room to complain if Arthur acts a little frisky, after all, who was that person you were with just yesterday?"
It was one thing for it to be Francis, but of course he would be nothing without his two tag along idiots, Gilbert and Antonio, though the trio was just a duo right now, and no one really cared where stooge Number Three was. Simply because, well...Francis and Gilbert managed to hog all the trouble with just the two of them, one was annoying, as for the other, he even more annoying!
Which one was which was up to you to decide, for Arthur, Francis was the most evil, annoying, perverted bastard he knew, and he only just showed up now of all times.
Where was he when that damn kid was here? Of course he didn't see any of that! And person, what the hell! What person? NO not now Arthur, not the time to care about any of that. . .
By now the guy who had been holding Arthur back let go and was standing oddly close to him. But not oddly as in possessive or protective, but more like, If Arthur goes crazy again I need to be close enough to hold him back, I am the only one who can do that after all!
Which was indeed true, no one had the strength this guy did, and no one knew more about Arthur than he did either. Alfred F. Jones had been a good friend to Arthur for many years, he knew all his secrets, and most of all what got under his skin. Though in this situation Alfred could do nothing else but stand back and watch. Francis, when it came to Arthur, was a special case.
What to do, what to do? Hmmm...I think its best we bolt before something else goes wrong. Alfred thought.
"Arthur, we gotta go, if we hang out here any longer we're gonna miss that special tonight on...polar bears!" Alfred interjected
At first the sudden mention of polar bears had every one in a 'what the fuck?' moment, but then Arthur, knowing what Alfred was doing took the hint and joined in.
"Ah! You're right, we need to watch that if we're going to start that report on the effects of global warming, we better head home, thanks for the reminder."
As Alfred and Arthur tried to part ways, Francis felt a little betrayed, and as always when it came to Alfred's and Arthur's relationship, angry.
How dare that blue eyed idiot play hero like that! Francis thought bitterly.
But unfortunately Arthur just wanted to get away so quickly Francis was left there in the hall with Gilbert.
"Hmph, maybe next time dude, you'll get him, just wait," encouraged Gilbert.
"Ah! Speaking of 'getting him' did you hear as to what our beloved third member did today hmm~" Francis inquired.
"Eh? What?" Gilbert looked confused.
Francis began to laugh, "Oh no! You don't know? Well, let me fill you in on all the dirty details."
Francis began to giggle very devilishly.
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A/N:
I do NOT own Hetalia nor did I create any of the characters that credit goes to Himaruya.
Seeing as this is a Hetalia story the characters introduced are as followed:
Alfred F. Jones - America
Francis Bonnefoy - France
Gilbert Beilschmidt – Prussia
Erland - Ladonia
Differentiation of speech, thought, flashback and action:
Speech is anything in "parentheses"
thought is in Italics
Action will be put in *asterisks*
Flashback will be in bold
Thanks for reading!