The couple in front of your locker broke apart, seeming to finally notice your presence before giving you a creeped out look and walking away, "Stupid Couples…" you grumbled under your breath, as if one day of sickening romance wasn't enough, your school had to dedicate a whole week to it, why? Tradition, everything around here was all tradition this tradition that, at your school, Valentine's day, or 'week' tradition was as follows:
All week couple's bring their partners a gift, the gifts getting larger in size or bigger in value
2.Such as frog.
6.I shall stop treating America with distain.
7.Even if he is a complete and utter idiot.
8.I shall stop coming to world meetings under the intoxication of alcohol.
9.Only in my waiter apron.
10. I am no longer allowed to offer Prussia beer.
11. Even if it is hilarious to watch him beg at Hungary drunkenly.
12. I shall no longer be allowed to reminisce about the good old days.
13.Even though Britannia rules the world.
14.I will stop trying to poison nations with my cooking.
15.Even though it is delicious, thank you very much.
16.I shall stop telling America exactly why the rest of world does not like him.
17. Even if he is an ignorant child with delusions of grandeur.
18. I am no longer allowed to ask Sealand whether he would mind if we DNA tested him.
19. For I know he is not mine and Alfred's child.
20. He looks much more like Francis than Alfred in any case.
You're laughing, trying to take the little spider monkey off your back.
"Miss __________!" the children are chanting, save for Matthew. He is sitting next to his white bear, holding it close to his body.
"Can we have McDonald's for dinner?" one of the blonde children asks. His name is Alfred, and he has wide, blue eyes.
"No! Don't listen to him!" another of the blondes, this one with emerald eyes, yells. This is Arthur. "Miss __________, don't make me eat that!"
"You're weird!" Alfred screams and suddenly tackles him.
I have to pry the two boys apart, which is hard work, actually. Alfred has the strength of ten fully-grown bodybuilders, maybe more.
"Miss __________?" another of the blondes comes up to me, holding out a tissue-paper rose he has just made. This kid has the softest, prettiest hair in the world. "I just want to tell you how much I appreciate what you do for us. Please, take this rose. I made
You were extremely bored, and living with the Nordics usually never herald times like these, but when the clown, Denmark, left, things got quiet. Too quiet. So, for the weekend, you were stuck with Finland, or Tino, for the week.
And you never thought he would be so boring.
All he was doing was sitting at the couch and reading books. For HOURS. HOURS. Goddamn HOURS! And since the wifi is down, its time to mess with some scrubs, and that would be poor Tino.
You poked him a second time, and he still continued to read his book, oblivious to you.
You did it again. Did his eye just twitch?
You were wandering in dangerous territory. His grip intensified with the fourth poke.
Should you do it again?
He set his book down and turned to you.
"You know, (Name), maybe you should go and do something else?" Tino suggested.
Your response consisted of four pokes.
Poke poke poke poke!
He had a grimace on his fa