Hetalia: Philiʼs Book Of Historical Shenanigans

HBD Part One: Hasty Blushing Day!

7:30 AM, June 12

In the WAU Garden, near the Student Council Conference Hall

[Maria waiting in the biggest garden gazebo]

Maria: Argh! Why am I so early when people are late? Even it's the same in the other way around! Gah!

???: Philippines?

[She turns to where the direction of the voice is and saw Ivan]

Maria: . . . Kuya (Big brother) Russia?

Ivan: Why are you here so early in the morning?

Maria: *Giggle* . . . I was going to ask the same question, silly. Here, have a seat.

[She smiles and offers a seat and Ivan sits beside her . . . very closely.]

(Maria's Mind: *Blush* . . . He's too close!)

Ivan: Where's everybody?

Maria: . . . I-I . . . don't know . . .

(Maria's Mind: Geez, Phil! Calm down!)

Ivan: . . . Are you alright? You're stuttering . . . Is my atmosphere intimidating you, devushka?

Maria: N-No! Not at all! Besides . . . it's not that---and I don't think you're intimidating. You're cute, actually.

[She immediately covers her mouth and looks away from him, realizing what she said]

(Maria's Mind: *Facepalm* . . . Why did you say that, Dumb Baka (Cow)!? Sira ka ba (Are you nuts)!?)

[Ivan looks at her in a bit surprised way, then looked at the sunflowers swaying in the other side of the garden, and troubledly smiled.]

Ivan: *Chuckle* . . . Is that so? You know, devushka, no one has ever told that in front of me bravely . . .

(Ivan's Mind: . . . Except one.)

Maria: Told you what, Kuya?

Ivan: That . . . I'm cute; not intimidating or scary.

(Maria's Mind: Of course, Maria! Why did you need to ask that!? How dumb can you be!?)

Maria: Uh---Are you trying to flirt with me, Kuya?

(Maria's Mind: WHAT THE PETCHAY (HORSE RADDISH) IS HAPPENING TO YOU LATELY, SELF!?)

Ivan: *Laugh* . . . What makes you say that? Only France, the Italian brothers, Spain or England can do it so well . . .

(Maria's​ Mind: ---Diyos ko po (Oh my God). I just forgot his very important day!)

Maria: . . . I'll be right back.

[Maria goes out from the gazebo and jogs further through the garden fields]

(Ivan's Mind: I wonder what she's up to. *Sigh* . . . No one has ever noticed yet . . . Well, I'll be doing it by myself then.)

[Maria goes back inside the gazebo and puts his head a chamomile flower crown and a sunflower bouquet]

Ivan: . . . !