-karlnap oneshots!-

-The one with the French boy-

Karl had moved from France to America a while ago and never really took notice of the weirder traditions that were there in high school. Karl had a thick French accent and when he first walked into class and said his name.

"Hello, I am Karl Jacobs." His accent painted the whole sentence with a cultural twist and it was just so weird for the other students to hear. He watched from the front as a student in the back gasped.

"Oh my god dude you sound so hot." The boy with the black hair said, and Karl laughed smiling. 

"Merci." Karl said walking to his seat taking a notice as he heard Quackity fall off his chair. They began with English and Karl was confused until a nice student came to help. (Thank you)

"Hey you look like you need some help?" The dirty blond said smiling. Karl let go of a breath he didn't no that he was holding.

"Yes Merci." Karl said sighing and making space for Dream to sit. (Thank you)

"Tu parles français?" Karl asked starring at Dream who some how resembled a French person. (You speak French?) 

"Oui." Dream answered starting to help Karl wit the English, Karl was surprised how good his French was. And shit English was ridiculously hard. Karl groaned and pushing his pale hands into his brown locks, Dream laughed and smiled. (yes)

"Est-ce que ça va?"(Are you okay) Dream asked laughing at the smaller behaviour. Karl's head shot up and shot Dream the do you think I am? look. Dream began to wheeze and Karl got up and smacked him in the back of the head, Karl began to do the only thing he knew on how to intimidate people. 

 Speak angry French.

Karl began cursing Dream out and Dream was just wheezing as every one else watch amused. 

"Oh god you're such a nimrod." Karl dismissed and looked at Dream with the disappointed parent look. The sound of the bell rung through the white classroom, Karl smacked him on the head one more time and walked out of the class room. Dream laughed then got up and ran to catch up with Karl. 

"Yo! You wanna sit with us at lunch?" Dream asked watching Karl shove books back into his locker and pull out his laptop and his phone.

"Sure." Karl said and shrugged getting ready for French which he was sure to ace. Dream waved and Karl smiled and waved walking to his French class. He walked in and sat in his seat, he opened his phone and saw that Niki had texted. 

Hey how's America

Niki was one of Karl's French friends and was always so protective of him for no reason.

It Kinda sucks not gonna lie, but I'm in French right now.

Niki sent Karl a photo of her French work and Karl laughed at her curly writing; he was always so jealous about those people who had ridiculously nice handwriting. Then Niki decided to help tutor Karl on English and now he had learned from her; his hand writing was so neat that every person could read it even if they weren't French. Karl took a picture of the window that he was sat against, it was a bright day in LA and there was a light rainbow in the sky. It looked really angelic.

Karl was interrupted from his daydreaming Fromm their rude French teacher asked something of him.

"Karl what does; Aujourd'hui est ensoleillé pas pluvieux mean?" She asked rudely, knowing he wasn't listening.

"that translates to, Today is sunny not raining." Karl said still looking out the window.

"Quel enfant stupide." They teacher muttered just loud enough for Karl to hear. (What a stupid child)