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RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


Where's старший брат* when I need him?! Everyone knew how much Anya is afraid of Aleks, and she's got a reason. She didn't like how he very forceful to her or how he manages to find her from a particular hiding place.

"Please Aleks let me gooooooooooooo!!" she wailed, continuing to swing her shovel. She didn't want to answer any of his questions either. At the same time, Anya doesn't want to hurt her brother's feelings. Mainly because he'd kill her. Her first day of school is getting more worse than she thought. And it's still morning.

* = older bro. 8D





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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt


Prussia wasn't sure if she should be happy that someone was keeping Russia away from her, or troubled that Anya had brought another psycho to school. Like, what kind of crazy fucker would want to marry his own sister? But then again, this dude seemed to act like this only when his sibling was around, so... If Russia wasn't here, then neither was he - Problem solved, and everyone would be happy! Well, except for Russia, maybe. But heck, who cares anyway.

"Yea, go and get married," The Prussian cheered for them sarcastically, but on the inside, she actually felt like laughing. Crazy communists. Even though she knew the Russian siblings didn't follow that pat anymore, it didn't make up for the things they did in the past. Ugh. Oh how she hated the communists - they were even worse than the nazis. Yet, the world focused mostly on the World Wars and blamed the Prussian for everything. "Serena, let's leave them alone; they must have lots to plan before the wedding." The blue-eyes girl flipped her hair once more before turning her back to the siblings. "Besides, we need to talk about what to wear on their happy day!" Maria added.



BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski

I relinquished my hold on her arm to grab hold of the shovel, flinging the annoying tool far away into the hall and away from his sister's hands. Now that that was taken care of it was time she put some sense into his sestra.

"I will let you go if you agree to go home and be with me forever sestra~" I hoped she would agree with this. I ignored the other girls my sister was conversing with earlier.




RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


Anya saw her shovel fly away to the direction where the two girls are. She continued to resist, "B-But!" she sobbed. "I want to go to school.." Don't some lovers give in when a person is weak?

[ I DUNNO WHUT I'D DO IN THIS SITUATION AHHHHHHHHHHHHH ]
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BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski

I relinquished my hold on her arm to grab hold of the shovel, flinging the annoying tool far away into the hall and away from his sister's hands. Now that that was taken care of it was time she put some sense into his sestra.

"I will let you go if you agree to go home and be with me forever sestra~" I hoped she would agree with this. I ignored the other girls my sister was conversing with earlier.



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ESPAÑA, Serena Imelda Yzabelle Fernandez Carriedo


Serena watched with a small yet seemingly idiotic smile on her face - ah, how close they seem to be together! And, oh, how the Russian reacted - it was funny, yet at the same time, the Spaniard couldn't help but pity her. Well. Nothing she can do about that! Anyways, it didn't seem wise to go and cross that brother of hers. He seemed as though he carried knives and other illegal things with him - not really a warm sight.

She nodded. "Alright then, though, don't you feel the love radiating from the boy for his sister? So cute." she chirped, as he pointed out the boy, as though that was still needed. Her eyes widened, and a bright spark filled them at the mention of a wedding. "They are really going to get married soon, then?" she asked - so. The Belorussian was indeed serious, after all. Who knew.



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RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


Anya saw her shovel fly away to the direction where the two girls are. She continued to resist, "B-But!" she sobbed. "I want to go to school.." Don't some lovers give in when a person is weak?

[ I DUNNO WHUT I'D DO IN THIS SITUATION AHHHHHHHHHHHHH ]



PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt


"Ich weeeeiiß~" The Prussian laughed with her friend and glanced at Anya as she pleaded, tears appearing in the corners of her eyes.

"..." Well, she did feel sorry for the girl. But only a little bit. Even though she always felt creeped out by her, the Russian... Was still a girl. And even though she kept joking about it, this boy was seriously trying to force her into a marriage she didn't want to be a part of. He was low, that guy - What was his name again? Prussia tried to remember. Ah, right. Something-something Braginski. Maria gritted her teeth and thought hard about this matter. Help or not. Feel guilty now or regret for the rest of your life. Aaaaaah...............

Without thinking, Prussia picked up the shovel and ran toward the Russian siblings. "SHE'S CRYING, FOR FRITZ SAKE! THAT NOT HOW YOU TREAT A GIRL, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!" She shouted and hit the boy as hard as she could, aiming for his head.
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BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski

I relinquished my hold on her arm to grab hold of the shovel, flinging the annoying tool far away into the hall and away from his sister's hands. Now that that was taken care of it was time she put some sense into his sestra.

"I will let you go if you agree to go home and be with me forever sestra~" I hoped she would agree with this. I ignored the other girls my sister was conversing with earlier.



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ESPAÑA, Serena Imelda Yzabelle Fernandez Carriedo


Serena watched with a small yet seemingly idiotic smile on her face - ah, how close they seem to be together! And, oh, how the Russian reacted - it was funny, yet at the same time, the Spaniard couldn't help but pity her. Well. Nothing she can do about that! Anyways, it didn't seem wise to go and cross that brother of hers. He seemed as though he carried knives and other illegal things with him - not really a warm sight.

She nodded. "Alright then, though, don't you feel the love radiating from the boy for his sister? So cute." she chirped, as he pointed out the boy, as though that was still needed. Her eyes widened, and a bright spark filled them at the mention of a wedding. "They are really going to get married soon, then?" she asked - so. The Belorussian was indeed serious, after all. Who knew.



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RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


Anya saw her shovel fly away to the direction where the two girls are. She continued to resist, "B-But!" she sobbed. "I want to go to school.." Don't some lovers give in when a person is weak?

[ I DUNNO WHUT I'D DO IN THIS SITUATION AHHHHHHHHHHHHH ]



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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt


"Ich weeeeiiß~" The Prussian laughed with her friend and glanced at Anya as she pleaded, tears appearing in the corners of her eyes.

"..." Well, she did feel sorry for the girl. But only a little bit. Even though she always felt creeped out by her, the Russian... Was still a girl. And even though she kept joking about it, this boy was seriously trying to force her into a marriage she didn't want to be a part of. He was low, that guy - What was his name again? Prussia tried to remember. Ah, right. Something-something Braginski. Maria gritted her teeth and thought hard about this matter. Help or not. Feel guilty now or regret for the rest of your life. Aaaaaah...............

Without thinking, Prussia picked up the shovel and ran toward the Russian siblings. "SHE'S CRYING, FOR FRITZ SAKE! THAT NOT HOW YOU TREAT A GIRL, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!" She shouted and hit the boy as hard as she could, aiming for his head.



FRANCE, Francesca Adele Jaime Bonnefois



Francesca, being herself, did not take part in the "uprising" against their teacher, which Maria had won anyway without her help. It wasn't that she was afraid. Why would she be afraid of someone who was so much shorter and less pretty than herself? It was, to put it simply, just not exciting enough. She simply did not care enough. Even though she was deeply immersed in her own thoughts, her thoughts being, for once, something other than those silly trifles in which she indulged in, she clearly heard their teacher's threat, but did it frighten her? Non, not at all! She was just as good at Elizabeth when it comes to academics, after all; the only reason as to why she had not graduated yet was because she did not want to. High school life only comes once, even in the life of a nation, so she might as well enjoy it, oui?

When said shorter nation declared a break, due to her defeat against Maria, Francesca followed her friends to who knows where. After all, it was better to be anywhere than in that classroom alone with Elizabeth. Everyone knew that the two were rivals-- well, most, at least. She wouldn't be able to stop herself from picking yet another fight, and well, after all the trouble she spent that morning, she didn't really want to involve herself in a catfight anytime soon. Maybe later, in the afternoon.

She quickly snapped out of her reverie the moment Maria's shouting reached her ears, however. "Now, now, ma copine. Cool your head," she stated calmly, with a smile still on her face. She tried to approach the other nation, trying to stop her friend from violently bludgeoning whoever that boy was, even though she didn't particularly care for the fair-haired boy. She didn't even know what was happening, but it didn't really matter; Maria really should calm down before this escalates, and before a teacher or worse intervenes. It was only the first day, after all; they could all go on picking fights after a few days, perhaps.

Besides, that boy was kind of handsome, non?

[ fail post is fail but I didn't wanna be out of the loop for too long or else I'll get lost and france will die :< bad english is bad for my english died 8D ]

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(( I mean as in quote of other people and...mix them up in one...XD nevermind))

" Don't be nervous Sakura! Even so I'm the heroine." The America smiled while grabbing her soda. She slightly nodded while hearing Japan talk. "But.." Amy stopped drinking her Pepsi as she set it down on the counter. " England's so bossy, I bet she'll boss me around like she's the owner of everything." Kind? Maybe...Amy stared at the pool once more, still talking to the Japenese girl. "We do have a lot of students here, like a million or something! That's why I'll be the girl who's on top! The popular one! Or try to be..." Amy, still glancing at the soft shades of the pool, she brightned up. Japan was here, her best friend also England, it was going to be a good start.




(Oh i get it now lol. fail~ XDD i'm not good at multi quoting either)



Japan, Sakura Honda


"Okay. hmn." she looked at England and smiled. "I can't believe your drinking soda so early in the morning." she let out a small laugh and looked at the pepsi can. "I guess it's good for helping you wake up. I got here a bit late because my alarm clock didn't work." she sighed and pulled a pen and notebook out from her bag. "You seem like you got here early though." she smiled at her friend.



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America, Amy F. Janes



(( I mean as in quote of other people and...mix them up in one...XD nevermind))

" Don't be nervous Sakura! Even so I'm the heroine." The America smiled while grabbing her soda. She slightly nodded while hearing Japan talk. "But.." Amy stopped drinking her Pepsi as she set it down on the counter. " England's so bossy, I bet she'll boss me around like she's the owner of everything." Kind? Maybe...Amy stared at the pool once more, still talking to the Japenese girl. "We do have a lot of students here, like a million or something! That's why I'll be the girl who's on top! The popular one! Or try to be..." Amy, still glancing at the soft shades of the pool, she brightned up. Japan was here, her best friend also England, it was going to be a good start.




(Oh i get it now lol. fail~ XDD i'm not good at multi quoting either)



Japan, Sakura Honda


"Okay. hmn." she looked at England and smiled. "I can't believe your drinking soda so early in the morning." she let out a small laugh and looked at the pepsi can. "I guess it's good for helping you wake up. I got here a bit late because my alarm clock didn't work." she sighed and pulled a pen and notebook out from her bag. "You seem like you got here early though." she smiled at her friend.








America, Amy F. Janes

(( Wow those RP'ers are fast D8 I'm one page behind XD))

" Yup!" Answered the American. " Soda helps me, if I don't I'll sleep and stuff." She grinned. " At least you have extra sleep, I was planning to be really early just to meet some new people!" Amy felt kind of sorry for the English teacher. She couldn't controll her students that well, when she heard that it was a break time, the American cheered for joy. " Where do you want to go Sakura?" She asked grinning. Amy almost forgot about the Canadian, " Yo Canada, do you want to join us?" She smiled holding a thumbs up. Amy ignored the large sight or the Prussian and the Russian with her brother. Man they leave such a ruckus, she still stared at the fight. " Man this is cool!" She mumbled.

The American tilted her head towards Japan, back on topic. " I was thinking going outside a bit, but it's 15 minutes so going inside is cool too, I can't decide." Amy wondered. She still heard loud noises from the ruckus, can't the teacher DO something?! Amy stared back at the teacher, giving a signal. But wait, she's the heroine! It's her perfect chance to save the day, maybe not, that would be an ignorant thing to do.... Amy shurgged as she packed her lunch. It was fast food, ordered by Mc Donalds. Inside was filled with large portain of fries, two stacked hamburgers, and some extra bucket of chicken. " Do you want some of my food?" Amy asked Canada and Japan. When the American tried to carry her lunch, it had dropped. " Dude, who knew this weighed a ton?" Moaned Amy.
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RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


Overhearing what the Prussian had said, Anya was shocked, confused and frightened at the same time. Why is she helping? Oh how I wish General Winter was here.. She was more afraid on what Aleks' response to Maria. She didn't have to be involved. But she really have no idea want to do. "Aleks please let me go.." His grip had probably nearly drained the blood of her hand; she can't feel it anymore.

[ I want that kangaroo to appear and attack someone. ]

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Canada, Madeline Williams


Confused about the conversation, Madeline decides to watch them in her seat. She sets aside Ms. Kishijirou upon her desk and pokes at her.
"What are you talking about?" Madeline asks quietly.
"Why are you poking me? Who are you?" Ms. Kujimarou asks.
"I'm Madeline, your owner," Madeline sighs.
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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt


"Ich weeeeiiß~" The Prussian laughed with her friend and glanced at Anya as she pleaded, tears appearing in the corners of her eyes.

"..." Well, she did feel sorry for the girl. But only a little bit. Even though she always felt creeped out by her, the Russian... Was still a girl. And even though she kept joking about it, this boy was seriously trying to force her into a marriage she didn't want to be a part of. He was low, that guy - What was his name again? Prussia tried to remember. Ah, right. Something-something Braginski. Maria gritted her teeth and thought hard about this matter. Help or not. Feel guilty now or regret for the rest of your life. Aaaaaah...............

Without thinking, Prussia picked up the shovel and ran toward the Russian siblings. "SHE'S CRYING, FOR FRITZ SAKE! THAT NOT HOW YOU TREAT A GIRL, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!" She shouted and hit the boy as hard as she could, aiming for his head.





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FRANCE, Francesca Adele Jaime Bonnefois



Francesca, being herself, did not take part in the "uprising" against their teacher, which Maria had won anyway without her help. It wasn't that she was afraid. Why would she be afraid of someone who was so much shorter and less pretty than herself? It was, to put it simply, just not exciting enough. She simply did not care enough. Even though she was deeply immersed in her own thoughts, her thoughts being, for once, something other than those silly trifles in which she indulged in, she clearly heard their teacher's threat, but did it frighten her? Non, not at all! She was just as good at Elizabeth when it comes to academics, after all; the only reason as to why she had not graduated yet was because she did not want to. High school life only comes once, even in the life of a nation, so she might as well enjoy it, oui?

When said shorter nation declared a break, due to her defeat against Maria, Francesca followed her friends to who knows where. After all, it was better to be anywhere than in that classroom alone with Elizabeth. Everyone knew that the two were rivals-- well, most, at least. She wouldn't be able to stop herself from picking yet another fight, and well, after all the trouble she spent that morning, she didn't really want to involve herself in a catfight anytime soon. Maybe later, in the afternoon.

She quickly snapped out of her reverie the moment Maria's shouting reached her ears, however. "Now, now, ma copine. Cool your head," she stated calmly, with a smile still on her face. She tried to approach the other nation, trying to stop her friend from violently bludgeoning whoever that boy was, even though she didn't particularly care for the fair-haired boy. She didn't even know what was happening, but it didn't really matter; Maria really should calm down before this escalates, and before a teacher or worse intervenes. It was only the first day, after all; they could all go on picking fights after a few days, perhaps.

Besides, that boy was kind of handsome, non?

[ fail post is fail but I didn't wanna be out of the loop for too long or else I'll get lost and france will die :< bad english is bad for my english died 8D ]






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RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


Overhearing what the Prussian had said, Anya was shocked, confused and frightened at the same time. Why is she helping? Oh how I wish General Winter was here.. She was more afraid on what Aleks' response to Maria. She didn't have to be involved. But she really have no idea want to do. "Aleks please let me go.." His grip had probably nearly drained the blood of her hand; she can't feel it anymore.

[ I want that kangaroo to appear and attack someone. ]




BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski


My grip suddenly slackened as something cold and hard and familiar hit his head for the second time that day. It was sestra's shovel. But. . .who?

I did not have time to turn around and see my attacker as I immediately fell to my knees. My vision was blurry and I tried to remove this ringing in my ears. My eyes blinked and squinted, trying to normalize my hazy vision. When I stand up here my attacker will taste my vengeance for keeping me away from my beloved.

Still shaky, I stood up to face the person responsible for my possible concussion. My lavender orbs narrowed at my assaulter's fiery red eyes. Who'd have guessed? It was a girl, a rather familiar girl. I think I've seen her before.

I walked towards her, staring down. Grabbing her wrist, I pin her to the wall. "Prussia. . ." I said in a voice laced with malice and hatred.

(suckish reply 8D)

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Canada, Madeline Williams


Confused about the conversation, Madeline decides to watch them in her seat. She sets aside Ms. Kishijirou upon her desk and pokes at her.
"What are you talking about?" Madeline asks quietly.
"Why are you poking me? Who are you?" Ms. Kujimarou asks.
"I'm Madeline, your owner," Madeline sighs.



America, Amy F. Janes


The American stared at Canada's pet. " Is the school even allowed to bring pets?" She asked while grabbing her 2nd round of soda. " I have a pet alien. Maybe you two should meet." Grinned Amy. " Her name is Tame. She's much better then England's fairy friends!" The American soon nocticed that the teacher was still here. She took a quick peek at English women, turning around. America, still in the classroom...whistled a bit.

"Is this even lunch yet? I'm starving!" Moaned the pestering American. She tried to carry her large bag of food, fries, chicken wings, hamburgers, and take-out all in one used Mc Donald bag. It was still the 15 minute break, but she wanted to go somewhere else, too much drama here...it's amusing to find Russia's brother and Prussia's attitude but sometimes a heroine needs to be here. America soon shifted towards her lunchbox searching for more food. I swear I had those happy meals somewhere!
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FRANCE, Francesca Adele Jaime Bonnefois



Francesca, being herself, did not take part in the "uprising" against their teacher, which Maria had won anyway without her help. It wasn't that she was afraid. Why would she be afraid of someone who was so much shorter and less pretty than herself? It was, to put it simply, just not exciting enough. She simply did not care enough. Even though she was deeply immersed in her own thoughts, her thoughts being, for once, something other than those silly trifles in which she indulged in, she clearly heard their teacher's threat, but did it frighten her? Non, not at all! She was just as good at Elizabeth when it comes to academics, after all; the only reason as to why she had not graduated yet was because she did not want to. High school life only comes once, even in the life of a nation, so she might as well enjoy it, oui?

When said shorter nation declared a break, due to her defeat against Maria, Francesca followed her friends to who knows where. After all, it was better to be anywhere than in that classroom alone with Elizabeth. Everyone knew that the two were rivals-- well, most, at least. She wouldn't be able to stop herself from picking yet another fight, and well, after all the trouble she spent that morning, she didn't really want to involve herself in a catfight anytime soon. Maybe later, in the afternoon.

She quickly snapped out of her reverie the moment Maria's shouting reached her ears, however. "Now, now, ma copine. Cool your head," she stated calmly, with a smile still on her face. She tried to approach the other nation, trying to stop her friend from violently bludgeoning whoever that boy was, even though she didn't particularly care for the fair-haired boy. She didn't even know what was happening, but it didn't really matter; Maria really should calm down before this escalates, and before a teacher or worse intervenes. It was only the first day, after all; they could all go on picking fights after a few days, perhaps.

Besides, that boy was kind of handsome, non?

[ fail post is fail but I didn't wanna be out of the loop for too long or else I'll get lost and france will die :< bad english is bad for my english died 8D ]




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RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya

Overhearing what the Prussian had said, Anya was shocked, confused and frightened at the same time. Why is she helping? Oh how I wish General Winter was here.. She was more afraid on what Aleks' response to Maria. She didn't have to be involved. But she really have no idea want to do. "Aleks please let me go.." His grip had probably nearly drained the blood of her hand; she can't feel it anymore.

[ I want that kangaroo to appear and attack someone. ]




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BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski


My grip suddenly slackened as something cold and hard and familiar hit his head for the second time that day. It was sestra's shovel. But. . .who?

I did not have time to turn around and see my attacker as I immediately fell to my knees. My vision was blurry and I tried to remove this ringing in my ears. My eyes blinked and squinted, trying to normalize my hazy vision. When I stand up here my attacker will taste my vengeance for keeping me away from my beloved.

Still shaky, I stood up to face the person responsible for my possible concussion. My lavender orbs narrowed at my assaulter's fiery red eyes. Who'd have guessed? It was a girl, a rather familiar girl. I think I've seen her before.

I walked towards her, staring down. Grabbing her wrist, I pin her to the wall. "Prussia. . ." I said in a voice laced with malice and hatred.

(suckish reply 8D)

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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt

After giving the blow to the Belarusian’s head, Prussia took a deep breath and flipped hair over her shoulder. Francesca didn’t have to worry about her – She was perfectly fine; her head was cool and she could think very clearly. The reason behind all the shouting and running was because Maria knew she had to act quickly, before she happened to have a change of heart. Also, Prussia had learnt through the years that shouting when attacking could confuse the enemy, if not even catch them off-guard.

Well, at least he had let go of Anya. For now. If she hadn’t tried to help Russia, then no one would. No one wanted to interfere with their wedding because they knew it meant trouble. Maria stood there and watched the Belarusian as he fell down on his knees. She knew his reaction might not be a nice one, but hell if she cared. ...That’s what she thought.

It was obvious that he would get mad, but she hadn't expected it would be like this. Right now, she actually felt it… The feeling of fear. Fuck. He's strong... Maria wasn’t the type to back-off, though. “What. Are you going to hit me? Or even try to kill me?” She glared back at him and tried not to show any weaknesses. “Even if you hurt me, does that make your beloved Schwester love you? Does it?? You can never make her love you by forcing her like that; she’s just going to run away again and nothing will change!”

Maria didn’t really care much about the Russians, but she sure hated guys like Nikolai. Who did he think he was?? Forcing a girl to do something she didn’t want to… “If you get to marry her like this, she won't be happy. Don't you care about her happiness? Are you that heartless?? If you love her that much, you should think about her feelings! You might not want to accept the fact that what you're doing is wrong, but deep down, you know I'm right. Unless you're a fucking arschgefickter Hurensohn, which you probably are anyway, seeing how you treat your own sister!” Prussia had no idea about love, but this sounded quite right. Kinda.

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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt

After giving the blow to the Belarusian’s head, Prussia took a deep breath and flipped hair over her shoulder. Francesca didn’t have to worry about her – She was perfectly fine; her head was cool and she could think very clearly. The reason behind all the shouting and running was because Maria knew she had to act quickly, before she happened to have a change of heart. Also, Prussia had learnt through the years that shouting when attacking could confuse the enemy, if not even catch them off-guard.

Well, at least he had let go of Anya. For now. If she hadn’t tried to help Russia, then no one would. No one wanted to interfere with their wedding because they knew it meant trouble. Maria stood there and watched the Belarusian as he fell down on his knees. She knew his reaction might not be a nice one, but hell if she cared. ...That’s what she thought.

It was obvious that he would get mad, but she hadn't expected it would be like this. Right now, she actually felt it… The feeling of fear. Fuck. He's strong... Maria wasn’t the type to back-off, though. “What. Are you going to hit me? Or even try to kill me?” She glared back at him and tried not to show any weaknesses. “Even if you hurt me, does that make your beloved Schwester love you? Does it?? You can never make her love you by forcing her like that; she’s just going to run away again and nothing will change!”

Maria didn’t really care much about the Russians, but she sure hated guys like Nikolai. Who did he think he was?? Forcing a girl to do something she didn’t want to… “If you get to marry her like this, she won't be happy. Don't you care about her happiness? Are you that heartless?? If you love her that much, you should think about her feelings! You might not want to accept the fact that what you're doing is wrong, but deep down, you know I'm right. Unless you're a fucking arschgefickter Hurensohn, which you probably are anyway, seeing how you treat your own sister!” Prussia had no idea about love, but this sounded quite right. Kinda.





BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski



My almost bone-crushing grip didn't loosen from her wrist. My face inches from her own, our eyes in a heated glare, I took in the words she said. I saw the fear in her eyes, intimidated by my power and strength. She must have thought twice before she decided to pummel my head with the shovel.

"You say pretty words, yet I know what they truly are." Lies! All of them! , that's what my brain had been screaming to me during those moments. Why would I believe her? She was nothing but a liar!

"Why do you care? You've lived under captivity in our house yet this is the first time you've actually intervened with our affairs. Did you perhaps change?" I held her face between the fingers of my free hand, scrutinizing the beautiful yet scarred face of the Prussian.
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My almost bone-crushing grip didn't loosen from her wrist. My face inches from her own, our eyes in a heated glare, I took in the words she said. I saw the fear in her eyes, intimidated by my power and strength. She must have thought twice before she decided to pummel my head with the shovel.

"You say pretty words, yet I know what they truly are." Lies! All of them! , that's what my brain had been screaming to me during those moments. Why would I believe her? She was nothing but a liar!

"Why do you care? You've lived under captivity in our house yet this is the first time you've actually intervened with our affairs. Did you perhaps change?" I held her face between the fingers of my free hand, scrutinizing the beautiful yet scarred face of the Prussian.



PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt

Maria gritted her teeth as she kept glaring back at him. She tried to think of an answer to his questions while ignoring the pain she felt on her wrist; which was quite difficult. So this was how the Russian felt... No, she hadn't changed much since that time. Indeed, she had gotten stronger, but personality wise, then no, nothing had changed.

"It was because I lived under captivity in your house that I never said anything. ...I had no right to." The Prussian paused just to sort out her thoughts. That wasn't the nicest thing to remember from her past, after all. It was torture to be separated from her sibling, not knowing how long she had to hold out with the Russians. Even now, she was still bitter everytime she thought about it...

It would be wrong to take revenge for something others have put behind them, though. History should be history. That's why she tried to think of Anya as a girl, and not the Russische Föderation or worse; Union der Sozialistischen Sowjetrepubliken. "And it's not like I really care that much. Actually, Das ist mir furzegal. I just can't stand to watch a heartless Kackbratze pick on a girl. She's your sister and love interest, but you made her cry. ...Unforgivable."
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My almost bone-crushing grip didn't loosen from her wrist. My face inches from her own, our eyes in a heated glare, I took in the words she said. I saw the fear in her eyes, intimidated by my power and strength. She must have thought twice before she decided to pummel my head with the shovel.

"You say pretty words, yet I know what they truly are." Lies! All of them! , that's what my brain had been screaming to me during those moments. Why would I believe her? She was nothing but a liar!

"Why do you care? You've lived under captivity in our house yet this is the first time you've actually intervened with our affairs. Did you perhaps change?" I held her face between the fingers of my free hand, scrutinizing the beautiful yet scarred face of the Prussian.




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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt

Maria gritted her teeth as she kept glaring back at him. She tried to think of an answer to his questions while ignoring the pain she felt on her wrist; which was quite difficult. So this was how the Russian felt... No, she hadn't changed much since that time. Indeed, she had gotten stronger, but personality wise, then no, nothing had changed.

"It was because I lived under captivity in your house that I never said anything. ...I had no right to." The Prussian paused just to sort out her thoughts. That wasn't the nicest thing to remember from her past, after all. It was torture to be separated from her sibling, not knowing how long she had to hold out with the Russians. Even now, she was still bitter everytime she thought about it...

It would be wrong to take revenge for something others have put behind them, though. History should be history. That's why she tried to think of Anya as a girl, and not the Russische Föderation or worse; Union der Sozialistischen Sowjetrepubliken. "And it's not like I really care that much. Actually, Das ist mir furzegal. I just can't stand to watch a heartless Kackbratze pick on a girl. She's your sister and love interest, but you made her cry. ...Unforgivable."



RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


The Russian backed away from the two, still afraid of what will happen. She listened to what Maria was saying. She really didn't have to.. For someone, like Maria, to fight back against her frightening brother, it's a risk. I need to do something. She was thankful that Maria was defending for her but she herself is being hurt. Anya only knew that Aleks would only follow what she'd say, not when it comes to marriage though, but they're siblings; surely Anya has got some solution to stop this. I have to.

She rubbed her tears, which overflowed again. "Stop it Aleksandr. Stop hurting Maria-chan, please," she begged.

... What can I do?

She felt idiotic, thinking of other things to say for Aleks to stop. Because the situation would just go back to the start to where Aleks' persuasion begun.

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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt

Maria gritted her teeth as she kept glaring back at him. She tried to think of an answer to his questions while ignoring the pain she felt on her wrist; which was quite difficult. So this was how the Russian felt... No, she hadn't changed much since that time. Indeed, she had gotten stronger, but personality wise, then no, nothing had changed.

"It was because I lived under captivity in your house that I never said anything. ...I had no right to." The Prussian paused just to sort out her thoughts. That wasn't the nicest thing to remember from her past, after all. It was torture to be separated from her sibling, not knowing how long she had to hold out with the Russians. Even now, she was still bitter everytime she thought about it...

It would be wrong to take revenge for something others have put behind them, though. History should be history. That's why she tried to think of Anya as a girl, and not the Russische Föderation or worse; Union der Sozialistischen Sowjetrepubliken. "And it's not like I really care that much. Actually, Das ist mir furzegal. I just can't stand to watch a heartless Kackbratze pick on a girl. She's your sister and love interest, but you made her cry. ...Unforgivable."





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RUSSIA, Anya Braginskaya


The Russian backed away from the two, still afraid of what will happen. She listened to what Maria was saying. She really didn't have to.. For someone, like Maria, to fight back against her frightening brother, it's a risk. I need to do something. She was thankful that Maria was defending for her but she herself is being hurt. Anya only knew that Aleks would only follow what she'd say, not when it comes to marriage though, but they're siblings; surely Anya has got some solution to stop this. I have to.

She rubbed her tears, which overflowed again. "Stop it Aleksandr. Stop hurting Maria-chan, please," she begged.

... What can I do?

She felt idiotic, thinking of other things to say for Aleks to stop. Because the situation would just go back to the start to where Aleks' persuasion begun.

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BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski


I was starting to lose my cool. The Prussian was really getting onto my nerves. She sure talked too much. If only I can pull out one of my knives from my pocket then I can just slit her throat and she's shut up. but I know she's not worth my time. It would be sad if my wondeful knives would be tainted with blood such as hers. A ghost of a former nation. It makes me wonder why she's still here.

Upon hearing my sister's words I left Prussia alone. Sestra! She was crying again and it was all my fault. Guilt gnawed on my insides. I walked towards her and quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. Salty tears continued to stream down her face and yet even while crying she still looked like the most beautiful creature on earth. "I'm sorry dear sister." I whispered to her as I kissed the tear tracks on her face.

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FRANCE, Francesca Adele Jaime Bonnefois



Francesca, being herself, did not take part in the "uprising" against their teacher, which Maria had won anyway without her help. It wasn't that she was afraid. Why would she be afraid of someone who was so much shorter and less pretty than herself? It was, to put it simply, just not exciting enough. She simply did not care enough. Even though she was deeply immersed in her own thoughts, her thoughts being, for once, something other than those silly trifles in which she indulged in, she clearly heard their teacher's threat, but did it frighten her? Non, not at all! She was just as good at Elizabeth when it comes to academics, after all; the only reason as to why she had not graduated yet was because she did not want to. High school life only comes once, even in the life of a nation, so she might as well enjoy it, oui?

When said shorter nation declared a break, due to her defeat against Maria, Francesca followed her friends to who knows where. After all, it was better to be anywhere than in that classroom alone with Elizabeth. Everyone knew that the two were rivals-- well, most, at least. She wouldn't be able to stop herself from picking yet another fight, and well, after all the trouble she spent that morning, she didn't really want to involve herself in a catfight anytime soon. Maybe later, in the afternoon.

She quickly snapped out of her reverie the moment Maria's shouting reached her ears, however. "Now, now, ma copine. Cool your head," she stated calmly, with a smile still on her face. She tried to approach the other nation, trying to stop her friend from violently bludgeoning whoever that boy was, even though she didn't particularly care for the fair-haired boy. She didn't even know what was happening, but it didn't really matter; Maria really should calm down before this escalates, and before a teacher or worse intervenes. It was only the first day, after all; they could all go on picking fights after a few days, perhaps.

Besides, that boy was kind of handsome, non?

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PRUSSIA, Maria Weilschmidt

After giving the blow to the Belarusian’s head, Prussia took a deep breath and flipped hair over her shoulder. Francesca didn’t have to worry about her – She was perfectly fine; her head was cool and she could think very clearly. The reason behind all the shouting and running was because Maria knew she had to act quickly, before she happened to have a change of heart. Also, Prussia had learnt through the years that shouting when attacking could confuse the enemy, if not even catch them off-guard.

Well, at least he had let go of Anya. For now. If she hadn’t tried to help Russia, then no one would. No one wanted to interfere with their wedding because they knew it meant trouble. Maria stood there and watched the Belarusian as he fell down on his knees. She knew his reaction might not be a nice one, but hell if she cared. ...That’s what she thought.

It was obvious that he would get mad, but she hadn't expected it would be like this. Right now, she actually felt it… The feeling of fear. Fuck. He's strong... Maria wasn’t the type to back-off, though. “What. Are you going to hit me? Or even try to kill me?” She glared back at him and tried not to show any weaknesses. “Even if you hurt me, does that make your beloved Schwester love you? Does it?? You can never make her love you by forcing her like that; she’s just going to run away again and nothing will change!”

Maria didn’t really care much about the Russians, but she sure hated guys like Nikolai. Who did he think he was?? Forcing a girl to do something she didn’t want to… “If you get to marry her like this, she won't be happy. Don't you care about her happiness? Are you that heartless?? If you love her that much, you should think about her feelings! You might not want to accept the fact that what you're doing is wrong, but deep down, you know I'm right. Unless you're a fucking arschgefickter Hurensohn, which you probably are anyway, seeing how you treat your own sister!” Prussia had no idea about love, but this sounded quite right. Kinda.




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BELARUS, Aleksandr Nikolai Braginski


I was starting to lose my cool. The Prussian was really getting onto my nerves. She sure talked too much. If only I can pull out one of my knives from my pocket then I can just slit her throat and she's shut up. but I know she's not worth my time. It would be sad if my wondeful knives would be tainted with blood such as hers. A ghost of a former nation. It makes me wonder why she's still here.

Upon hearing my sister's words I left Prussia alone. Sestra! She was crying again and it was all my fault. Guilt gnawed on my insides. I walked towards her and quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. Salty tears continued to stream down her face and yet even while crying she still looked like the most beautiful creature on earth. "I'm sorry dear sister." I whispered to her as I kissed the tear tracks on her face.

(-headesks-)




ESPAÑA, Serena Imelda Yzabelle Fernandez Carriedo


It was like watching one of those disasters happen - everything seemed to have had happened in slow motion. Or maybe, it was just that, she wasn't really paying attention anymore, not when she was thinking of other things, say, what to cook for dinner later. Of course, she was going to go and ask a trivial question or two to the Frenchwoman and Prussian besides her, but, as she looked their way to do so, Maria had went running over to where the siblings were creating a ruckus, a shovel - a shove. Now where did she get that from? - in hand, slamming it down the boy's head.

She watched as Francesca went ahead, trying to coax the Prussian to relax, and, as though her soul had had finally returned to her body, the Spaniard rushed over to stand beside her. "Dios mio, things happen so very fast," she murmured to herself. "Si, Maria, calm down - this is not our fight. This is between the two of them." she tried to reason out, though, the words that have had came out of her mouth didn't really made any sense to her, but she felt as though she might have to say something. Even if the words didn't exactly make any sense.

Serena watched as finally, things started to die down, with the Russian crying in a corner being soothed by her brother - now that she'd caught a glimpse of how intense was his love for her, she didn't see it as cute anymore. In fact, in all honesty, she thought it was bordering over creepy.

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