What's Up With These People and Curls? {My Hetalia Fanfic}

Chapter 3: Fony Names

I would like to thank my friend Meg for helping me think of a guy's name even though she said, "Burt Bubble, it just popped into my head!" She's so funny even if it was unintended! xD

Also, the cast will be 'who made the character = character's name (what chapter they're found in or P. for prologue)'.

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The sun started to rise. 'Well, that was quick,' I thought to myself. We walked through the gates to see two building, the one on the left of us being the dorms, maybe, and the one in front of us probably holding all the classrooms. I felt a wave of dizziness overcome me and I put a hand on my head.

"Maria, are you ok?" my sister asked worriedly. I stood for a moment and the dizziness went away.

I nodded. 'What was that all about?' I wondered to myself and continued walking. "Oh, and when we are here, my name is Jason Roberts and you're Julian Roberts, ok?" I told her.

"Ok, M-Jason," she replied, fixing her mistake.

I heard someone whimpering "dotsu" or something like that. I tugged my sister's hand in the direction off the person's voice and headed that way. He was behind what I thought to be the dorm building. He had a amber color of hair and a curl on the right side of his head from my point of view. There was a boy behind him with blonde hair that went close to his shoulders and he kept saying, "Smack smack smack smack..." They both had the same uniform on. (Look in the picture and school uniform #1.)

"Leave him alone!" I yelled and speed-walked to them both. The blonde let out a short yell and ran off. I went over to the boy who looked up to see me. His eyes were a light-brown color. (You can guess who this fellow is!)

"You alright?" I asked in my male voice, holding out a hand for him to grab.

"Ve, I think so," he answered and stood up, "My name's Feliciano Vargas, what's your name?"

"I'm Jason Roberts, nice to meet you!" I said. 'His name sounds Italian, he probably is.'

"Thanks for helping me, Jason! I'm Italy, what's your country?"

"Wait, what? What do you mean, what country am I?"

"You don't know? That's weird..."

"What do you mean?"

My sister came up to me and pulled at my pant leg. She was looking at the ground.

"Oh, this is my little sister, Julian Roberts," I told Feli while patting Juli's head.

"She's so cute! Hello, Julian!"

She looked up at him and smiled.

"She's a little shy," I explained to him.

"Okay."

We started walking towards the class building. "So, what did you mean by what country am I?" I asked "Italy".

"Oh, the only people that can find this school are all countries or the teachers! See, each person here, except the teachers, represent a different country. If you entered the school, you must be a country! Or you could be a city. You can't be a state because every single one of the states are accounted for," Italy explained. He looked down at my sister and back at me and said, "I wouldn't have been able to guess that you both were brother and sister by only looking at you two."

"I know, we don't look anything alike! I don't know why, though..." I lied again, remembering how I was found and Juli was born.

"Hey Feli, do you have any classes today?" I asked him.

"No, why?" he asked.

"I need to take the take the test for the scholarship and I don't think I can bring her in. Could you watch her for a while?" I asked nervously, 'Why do I feel like I'm being rude?'

"Oh, I would love to! Besides, I need to repay you for saving me from Francis or-"

"France I'm guessing," I interrupted.

"Ve~."

I bent down to look at Juli. "Juli, I'm gonna go inside and Italy's gonna watch you. Understand?" I told her.

She nodded and quietly said, "Come back soon."

"Don't worry, I'll probably be only thirty minutes," I replied reassuringly. I walked into the building to take the test for the scholarship.

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~*Julian's Point Of View (POV)*~

I watched my sister walk into the building to take a test. 'I hope she isn't nervous...that wouldn't be to good. Or scared! That would make me sad...' I thought to myself. I turned to Italy and he smiled at me.

"Konnichiwa, Italy," I heard someone say. Italy and I turned to see a man in the same suit as Italy but he had a black bowl haircut and he was walking over to us.

"Does everybody wear the same suit in this place?" I asked Italy.

Italy crouched down to my size and answered, "Well, all the boys do. The girls wear a skirt instead of pants." I nodded and the other person came over to Italy and me.

"Ciao, Japan!" Italy said facing Japan.

My eyes grew wide. I've always wanted to go to Japan!

"You're name's Japan?" I asked him.

"Yes, and who are you?" Japan asked looking down at me.

"I'm Julian." I pointed at Italy. "He's watching me while my big s-brother signs up!" 'Woops, that was close,' I thought to myself. I felt a string of my hair pop out from behind my ear.

"Wow!" Italy said while crouching down to look at it.

(I'll describe what it looks like. It looks kinda like Canada's curl only much smaller and it stuck out from behind her ear about two inches long in a spiral staircase-like shape.)

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Small cliffy is small.

Nothing to update on because it's Saturday. Just going over to a friend's.

Have a super fantastic awesome splendid amazing day! :3