1001 lovers (Hetalia x reader)

First day: Part 3

You stare at the cafeteria in shock. Inside of the cafeteria there are people throwing food, fighting, and yelling.

"Is this the cafeteria,?" you ask hestiatly.

"Yes, it is." Italy shakes his head in disappointment. "We sit right over there."

He gestures to a table on the other side of the cafeteria. In order to get to the table you have to walk passed a mess of flying fish and fist fights. Italy grabs your wrist and runs over to the table.

"This is the fastest way to get to the-"

Italy can't finish his sentence before he slips on a banana peel and face plants the table. This causes you to fall, also.

"Now I have yellow goop all over my new shoes. Their ruined," Italy cries.

Japan picks up a napkin and delicately wipes away the banana from Italy's shoe.

"Grazie Japan," Italy pipes.

You set your binder down on the lunch table next to Japan's neatly packed bento box.

"I have to go buy lunch," you say.

You run through the intricate maze of soaring food, avoiding getting hit. The lunch line is very long and loud. Eventually you get near the front of the line and can select your food.

"No! No seconds for you," a familiar voice scolds. "You only get the noodles with the sauce only once."

China?

Standing behind the counter is China. He is wearing a black apron with a panda embroidered on it. Still, panda is snuggled on his shoulder.

"Hey, stop stealing all of the fortune cookies," China orders.

He smacks the students hands with a spatula.

"China? What are you doing here,?" you ask.

"Oh, hello (Y/N). Well, you see, I got asked to not bring Panda to school, and of course I disagreed with the man. I may have talked back to him and ended up owing him over 70 hours of community service. Basically, I have to be the lunch lady," he explains.

"Did you cook all of this food?"

"Yes. And I will continue to do so for the rest of the school year."

You pick out some noodles and a fortune cookie.

"Don't think I don't see you taking all the chocolate milk," China snaps.

The guy who tried to take the chocolate milk replies, "But this my muscle milk."

"That's not going to give you muscle, that going to give you fat!"

"Then you must've had a lot of chocolate milk."

"You're one to talk," you say.

The chocolate milk man slowly turns to you. "I am the quarterback on this schools football team. I advise you to not mess with me."

China smacks the bottles of milk out of the quarterbacks arms with the spatula.
"You are cleaning that up! You get lunch detention!"

"I do not."

"Yes you do."

The quarterback steals two extra fortune cookies just to aggravate China. "I'm just gonna take these with me..."

"I've had enough!"

China jumps up from behind the counter and tackles the football player to the ground while You head back to the lunch table.