Hetalia Under The Big Top

Act 11: Circus Gets Competitive

Insisting that they could not stay in any of the circus' "tacky" trailers kept Francis and Jeanne from joining the circus while they were in France. After purchasing a new RV, they manage to meet up with everyone in Germany. Just in time for another one of Alfred and Ivan's weird games.

They didn't interact much but one thing they did share was a love for doing stupid things. Ivan liked to take advantage of Alfred's fondness for being in harm's way. He would come up with ridiculous stunts and games then dare Alfred to them. Injuries have occurred from these activities. Regardless neither party sees need to stop.

Today's challenge was different, though. Rather than a life-threatening stunt, it was a test of strength. Arm wrestling. Surprisingly, it was the girls who wanted in on it first.

"What ees zhe matter, Arzhur? Don't zhink you can win?" said Jeanne, teasing him with a thicker French accent.

Arthur turned his nose up. "I am a gentleman. It wouldn't be a fair fight to best a lady."

"Excuses," said Elizabeta.

Arthur reddened.

"Alright then," he huffed, rolling up his sleeves as he sat across from Jeanne at their snack stand tables.

"Nein, nein," said Gilbert, waving a hand to interrupt, while maintaining a mischievous smirk, "If ve are going to do this then ve have to do it right."

"Well, count me out," said Roderich, "I can't afford to damage my music hands."

"Yeah, me too. This sounds like a lot of work," said Feliciano.

"Si. It is-a waste of energy," said Lovino, folding his arms across his chest.

"Scared of losing, Lovi?" said Elizabeta, resting her chin on her hand.

Lovino's eyes narrowed and he sat across from her. "I'm taking you down first, donna."

"Okay, the vussies can be the officials," said Gilbert, already splitting everyone into pairs.

The first set to go was Alfred and Ivan, since it was their idea. Roderich gave the signal and their muscles tensed up. Alfred grunted and grit his teeth while Ivan sat there with a pleasant smile on his face. After ten minutes, and no progress, they moved on to the next pair.

Jeanne sat across from Arthur at the table with a cheeky smile.

"Don't break 'im, now. 'E is zhe boss," said Francis, giving her a little nudge.

"Why don't you play me yourself, frog?"

"Merci mais non. Jeanne will do fine on 'er own."

Feliciano gave the signal and a look of panic spread across Arthur's face when Jeanne's hand didn't go down right away. There was cheering for both sides as their hands swung back and forth before Arthur's started going down. Cheers and groans erupted once she pinned him.

"Jeanne wins!" Feliciano announced.

"No way! You cheated! You used a trick or—or magic of some sort!"

"Really, Arthur?" Gilbert raised an eyebrow. "Magic?"

Arthur sulked. "I'm strong."

"We know." Matthew pat Arthur's shoulder then they looked over at Alfred. "How's it going, Al?"

"Good," said Alfred, although it didn’t sound that way, "Any moment now."

"Let's move on," said Roderich, turning back to the group, "Who's next?"

"Me," said Lovino, rolling up his sleeves and sitting at the table, "I have a vendetta with this donna over here."

Although he fought for every inch, Elizabeta brought his wrist to the table.