Wang Jianye's Gao Zhong Days
Title: Wang Jianye's Gao Zhong Days
Author: Kecen
Recipient: fivedayslater
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: -High School AU full of every cliche you can put in there. Like Degrassi but up a notch.
-Nation A is pregnant, but doesn't know who the father is. Cue epic searching to find out who it is.
-OC!Mary Sue shows up and causes trouble for everyone.
Summary: The personal narrative of Wang Jianye, aka Jiangsu province, as she attends high school for Nations. Laughter and tears abound.
Hello my name is Wang Jianye. I'm 16 years old, female. I have blue hair (I die it), I'm five foot three, and I'm a C cup. Let me tell you about my first day of high school.
Ok, so walking in there were all those people and I realized; hey, this is just like Hetalia like I watched on the internet. There was America England France Russia China (hi!) Germany Italy Japan Greece Austria Hungary Spain and Romano. All in the halls. They wear doing high school stuff. I was so exciteed (except when I sawa Japan)
I walked up to seychelles and said hi but she just looked at me because she was part of a clique and they didn't want me because I wasn't brown enough.
“go away you not a country!”
“I'm big enugh!”
And then I walked off.
Did I mention I was an anthropomorthic representation of Jiangsu province? It's in Cina it's not very big but it has a lot of people - 75 million about.
So I went to class and sat in the front desk. I twirled my azure locks like so. “Sorry I'm lat!” Said a voice from the hall. It was Lativia. Estonia and he sat in the back of the class because they were erds and did secret redn studf.
Hey you estonia, I said. Let's be friends.
Would you really want to?
Yes I replied.
Estonia was so happy!
(Short chapter, I know! Read and review, please ^^)
In English we're getting acquainted with the other students. I saw England was the teacher.
I presented him with a story I wrote about him and America, but he got angry! (I'm learning my English). So I zapped the story with my eyes and turned it into a story about Germany, Itali and Ice Cream!
England liked the Ice cream and told me to come by later. He was looking at his teacher assistant, Luxembourg, like she was ice cream.
-
I walked int othe jounralism room and such with Estonia. That's where I saw Greece and Japan kissing and talking about naughty start-of-year stuff (they were talking about printing newspapers, but Japan is a prevert so I wouldn't e surprised). I said to Japan “Hey, isn't America your boyfriend?”
That's when he flashed his privae parts at me, ewwwww. And Greece joined hiM (greece had cat underwear)! And then I saw Hungary taping the whole thing.
I never retunred to journalism club.
-
In the gym I econtered Spain and Romano. They were jocks, like Michale Phalps except they played football. I was dressed in a blue sweater, grey pleated skirt, and carrying my Hello Kitty messenger bag. Spain and Romano were wearing green uniforms of football.
“Hey faggot, why you shoving a churro up your ass?” Romano said to the Spanish nation.
“That is not a nice word, faggot!” said Spain, and proceeded to shove football down his mouth. I watched them fight.
“No! Don't fight!” I said, and then glared at the spanish man.
The football turned into a churro, and Romano turned into a donkey! My work was done!
(a/n: I don't understand why people don't like Spamano. They're so cute together! Besides, Romano was adult age in human years when he was a kid!)
-
I saw Seychelles and her clique again. They surrounded me with their high-heeled shoes.
“Hey, it's a province!” they teased.
“Pretending to be a country, huh?”
“I have a high population!” I yelled, to no avail.
Seychelles pinned me by the edge of my bunny-pattern sweater with her spiky heels.
“Me us in the locker room, friday!” the Seychellian woman and her cohorts said in tune.
-
“Did you hear the news?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Italy is pregnant! With Germany's child!”
“What a slut! I hear he snorts cocaine, too!”
“And I heard he slept with Spain! And Seborga!”
“Leave Italy alone!” I yelled
“He's human, just like you! And you! And you!”
“Amy Winehouse is a human.” one of the girls giggled.
And then I zapped them with my eyebeams.
(a/n: Japan is the real slut. He's a mary-sue who gets too much screentime and Himuraya never shows him at his worst. [glares] )
-
“I love Doitsu,” said Italy. “I don't mind having his baby.”
“We can't have a baby,” said Germany. “It's too scandalous!”
“...”
“I'll pay for the operation.”
“No! I'll raise the child on my own if I have to! Baby-killer ve~!”
-
I found italy crying in the hallway because Germany didn't want to raise their child.
“Are you sure it's Germany? That jerkass doesn't deserve to be the father of your baby!”
“waaaaaaaah....DOITSU DOITSU..ve~”
“It's okay, I can help you find the father of your baby and make him pay child support!”
He wept openly into my shoulders, burying his head in my sea-blue hair.
-
So I helped Italy find the real father of the baby. I put on a panda packpack and rented a snowmobile. Our first stop was Russia's house.
It was a cold house. Russia taught biology and kept dead animals in his fridge.
“I'd like that baby for my collection,” said Russia, brandishing his waterpipe.
Give Nii-chan what he wants, Italy! Shouted Belarus.
“NoooooO itsa my bebe~ve~!”
We ran away very from the Rusisan man very fast, but not before I collected bits of Russia's skin stuck to the couch. As we ran, I heard the shouts of “Marry marry marry” from Belarus and knew that if Russia were responsible, he'd gotten his torment.
-
Next stop was Japan. His horse was covered in dirty cmoic book pages. Greece was pasting up even more ones with cats on them, really really slowly.
Trembling, Italy was obviously traumatized.
“It's okay, I'll hold your hand. I have a restraining order against him, so if he touches either of us he has to offer an apology and compensation.”
It was clear from Italy's reaction that Japan utterly and completely ravished him, leaving him scarred for life with a baby. It appreciated Italy's overwhelming courage in wanting to raise this baby that was born out of the deepest violation.
“Who is there-san?” asked Japan.
“You xxxxxxxed Italy! You monster!”
“w-what?”
I zapped Japan with my eyebeams, immobilizing him so I could collect a seamen sample. Don't ask how I did it.
-
Next was Sweden's house. He was reading a newspaper on his couch and eating croquettes with chopsticks.
“Did you impregnate Italy?!” I asked.
“You'd be good daddy, ve~” Italy added.
“N'n's'ns', it'l' 's n't s'x'll' 'pp'l'ng t' m'. B's'd's, F'nlnd's m'w'f.”
I couldn't understand was he was saying, but I zapped him with my eyebeams anyways. Finland would have thanked me for it.
-
So we travelled around the world and finally got to China's house.
“Hello I asked
What aru?
Are you the father of Italy's child?
...I am, aru.
-
We took the DNA samples to the hosital and yes, China was the father.
I was very glad to be the aunt to Italy's baby.
-
I was at the wedding and Italy was wearing a white gown like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill and China was like Bill except nobody was going to get shot. Italy cried happy tears and they kissed after the priest told them to.
The End!
PS - Japan had to pay child support because it was his fault Germany broke up with Italy because he supports baby-killing.
PS - I won that duel with Seychelles
PS - I died my hair pink for the wedding.
Author: Kecen
Recipient: fivedayslater
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: -High School AU full of every cliche you can put in there. Like Degrassi but up a notch.
-Nation A is pregnant, but doesn't know who the father is. Cue epic searching to find out who it is.
-OC!Mary Sue shows up and causes trouble for everyone.
Summary: The personal narrative of Wang Jianye, aka Jiangsu province, as she attends high school for Nations. Laughter and tears abound.
Hello my name is Wang Jianye. I'm 16 years old, female. I have blue hair (I die it), I'm five foot three, and I'm a C cup. Let me tell you about my first day of high school.
Ok, so walking in there were all those people and I realized; hey, this is just like Hetalia like I watched on the internet. There was America England France Russia China (hi!) Germany Italy Japan Greece Austria Hungary Spain and Romano. All in the halls. They wear doing high school stuff. I was so exciteed (except when I sawa Japan)
I walked up to seychelles and said hi but she just looked at me because she was part of a clique and they didn't want me because I wasn't brown enough.
“go away you not a country!”
“I'm big enugh!”
And then I walked off.
Did I mention I was an anthropomorthic representation of Jiangsu province? It's in Cina it's not very big but it has a lot of people - 75 million about.
So I went to class and sat in the front desk. I twirled my azure locks like so. “Sorry I'm lat!” Said a voice from the hall. It was Lativia. Estonia and he sat in the back of the class because they were erds and did secret redn studf.
Hey you estonia, I said. Let's be friends.
Would you really want to?
Yes I replied.
Estonia was so happy!
(Short chapter, I know! Read and review, please ^^)
In English we're getting acquainted with the other students. I saw England was the teacher.
I presented him with a story I wrote about him and America, but he got angry! (I'm learning my English). So I zapped the story with my eyes and turned it into a story about Germany, Itali and Ice Cream!
England liked the Ice cream and told me to come by later. He was looking at his teacher assistant, Luxembourg, like she was ice cream.
-
I walked int othe jounralism room and such with Estonia. That's where I saw Greece and Japan kissing and talking about naughty start-of-year stuff (they were talking about printing newspapers, but Japan is a prevert so I wouldn't e surprised). I said to Japan “Hey, isn't America your boyfriend?”
That's when he flashed his privae parts at me, ewwwww. And Greece joined hiM (greece had cat underwear)! And then I saw Hungary taping the whole thing.
I never retunred to journalism club.
-
In the gym I econtered Spain and Romano. They were jocks, like Michale Phalps except they played football. I was dressed in a blue sweater, grey pleated skirt, and carrying my Hello Kitty messenger bag. Spain and Romano were wearing green uniforms of football.
“Hey faggot, why you shoving a churro up your ass?” Romano said to the Spanish nation.
“That is not a nice word, faggot!” said Spain, and proceeded to shove football down his mouth. I watched them fight.
“No! Don't fight!” I said, and then glared at the spanish man.
The football turned into a churro, and Romano turned into a donkey! My work was done!
(a/n: I don't understand why people don't like Spamano. They're so cute together! Besides, Romano was adult age in human years when he was a kid!)
-
I saw Seychelles and her clique again. They surrounded me with their high-heeled shoes.
“Hey, it's a province!” they teased.
“Pretending to be a country, huh?”
“I have a high population!” I yelled, to no avail.
Seychelles pinned me by the edge of my bunny-pattern sweater with her spiky heels.
“Me us in the locker room, friday!” the Seychellian woman and her cohorts said in tune.
-
“Did you hear the news?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Italy is pregnant! With Germany's child!”
“What a slut! I hear he snorts cocaine, too!”
“And I heard he slept with Spain! And Seborga!”
“Leave Italy alone!” I yelled
“He's human, just like you! And you! And you!”
“Amy Winehouse is a human.” one of the girls giggled.
And then I zapped them with my eyebeams.
(a/n: Japan is the real slut. He's a mary-sue who gets too much screentime and Himuraya never shows him at his worst. [glares] )
-
“I love Doitsu,” said Italy. “I don't mind having his baby.”
“We can't have a baby,” said Germany. “It's too scandalous!”
“...”
“I'll pay for the operation.”
“No! I'll raise the child on my own if I have to! Baby-killer ve~!”
-
I found italy crying in the hallway because Germany didn't want to raise their child.
“Are you sure it's Germany? That jerkass doesn't deserve to be the father of your baby!”
“waaaaaaaah....DOITSU DOITSU..ve~”
“It's okay, I can help you find the father of your baby and make him pay child support!”
He wept openly into my shoulders, burying his head in my sea-blue hair.
-
So I helped Italy find the real father of the baby. I put on a panda packpack and rented a snowmobile. Our first stop was Russia's house.
It was a cold house. Russia taught biology and kept dead animals in his fridge.
“I'd like that baby for my collection,” said Russia, brandishing his waterpipe.
Give Nii-chan what he wants, Italy! Shouted Belarus.
“NoooooO itsa my bebe~ve~!”
We ran away very from the Rusisan man very fast, but not before I collected bits of Russia's skin stuck to the couch. As we ran, I heard the shouts of “Marry marry marry” from Belarus and knew that if Russia were responsible, he'd gotten his torment.
-
Next stop was Japan. His horse was covered in dirty cmoic book pages. Greece was pasting up even more ones with cats on them, really really slowly.
Trembling, Italy was obviously traumatized.
“It's okay, I'll hold your hand. I have a restraining order against him, so if he touches either of us he has to offer an apology and compensation.”
It was clear from Italy's reaction that Japan utterly and completely ravished him, leaving him scarred for life with a baby. It appreciated Italy's overwhelming courage in wanting to raise this baby that was born out of the deepest violation.
“Who is there-san?” asked Japan.
“You xxxxxxxed Italy! You monster!”
“w-what?”
I zapped Japan with my eyebeams, immobilizing him so I could collect a seamen sample. Don't ask how I did it.
-
Next was Sweden's house. He was reading a newspaper on his couch and eating croquettes with chopsticks.
“Did you impregnate Italy?!” I asked.
“You'd be good daddy, ve~” Italy added.
“N'n's'ns', it'l' 's n't s'x'll' 'pp'l'ng t' m'. B's'd's, F'nlnd's m'w'f.”
I couldn't understand was he was saying, but I zapped him with my eyebeams anyways. Finland would have thanked me for it.
-
So we travelled around the world and finally got to China's house.
“Hello I asked
What aru?
Are you the father of Italy's child?
...I am, aru.
-
We took the DNA samples to the hosital and yes, China was the father.
I was very glad to be the aunt to Italy's baby.
-
I was at the wedding and Italy was wearing a white gown like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill and China was like Bill except nobody was going to get shot. Italy cried happy tears and they kissed after the priest told them to.
The End!
PS - Japan had to pay child support because it was his fault Germany broke up with Italy because he supports baby-killing.
PS - I won that duel with Seychelles
PS - I died my hair pink for the wedding.