Thirteen students were waiting for the last teacher to leave for their dorm.
Minutes later, Mrs. Karpusi opened the door and, with a yawn, locked it.
Once she left, the students tiptoed over to the door.
"Gilbert, the keys." The teen with glasses and blond hair whispered.
"Oh, right. Sorry, Alfred." The pale-haired teen says, handing him the keys.
. . .
"Success." Alfred says.
The door clicked open.
The teens entered the office.
"Quick! To my grandfather's office!" A teen with auburn hair whisper-yelled, his curl bouncing up and down.
~~~
They had set up a camera to document their findings in Mr. Vargas's office.
"Ciao, ciao!" The aurburn-haired teen says, waving his hand. "My name is Feliciano Vargas, grandson of one of the faculty members here!"
He gestures to a teen with combed-back blond hair. "This is Ludwig! My best friend!"
Alfred grabs the camera and faces it to himself. "Hey, dudes! My name's Alfred F. Jones and I'm the hero!"
A teen with dark hair yanks the camera back. "Alfred, it was my turn." He says, irritated. He exhales and says, "My name is Kiku Hon-"
A brunette with flowers in her hair steals the camera.
"-da." He finishes, and at this point, very irritated.
"Hello! My name is Elizaveta Héderváry." She smiles. She passes the camera to a teen with dark brown hair and glasses.
"Roderich Edelstien." He says in a tired voice. "Can we go now-"
Gilbert snatches the camera. "Give me that! The awesome me needs to have his turn!" He says. "My name is Gilbert Beilschmidt a.k.a the awesome one!"
A tall teen rips the camera off his hands. "My turn~"
"Dammit! Stop stealing my cam, you-"
A menacing aura fills the room.
"My turn."
"Fine! Take it!"
"Yay! My name is Ivan Braginsky. This is Yao," he turns to a short teen with dark brown hair in a ponytail. "My friend!"
"My name is Yao Wang." The teen says.
"Oh! This is Arthur Kirkland." Ivan continues. "He likes calling people 'wankers'." He whispers into the camera.
Arthur glared at him. "I heard that!"
Ivan moved on. "And Francis Bonnefoy."
"Bonjour." Francis cooed while Arthur was in the background making vomiting motions and gagging noises.
A teen with brown hair and green eyes walks up to Ivan. "Mi amigo, can I borrow the camera for a bit?"
"Sure!"
"Hello! My name is Antonio Fernandez Carriedo."
The camera was facing a grumpy brunette with a curl sticking out. "Lovino Vargas. I can and will stab-"
Alfred steals the camera. "Okay! That's about everybody involved in this mission! Now," he turns to his team. "Let's find those cards!
-6 minutes of searching later-
"Damn, he hides the report cards well." Alfred says, scouring through the documents Mr. Vargas owned.
"The hell is this?" Arthur says, holding up a magazine with women on it.
Francis slowly lowers Arthurs hand. "Maybe some other time."
"Guys, you won't believe what we found!" Feliciano says, walking to them with Ludwig, holding a book and hiding the name of the book.
"What?" Kiku asks, curious.
"A book!"
"How exciting." Lovino says, sarcasm present in his voice.
"It's not just any book,it's a..." Feliciano reveals the cover. "DOCUMENTARY ON STUDENT ACTIVITY FOR ALL SEMESTERS!"
Kiku winced. "Too loud, Feliciano. Too loud."
"Oops. Sorry." He grins sheepishly.
"Well? Let's open this thing." Arthur says.
"Okay then!" Feliciano flips a page. "Let's see.. Oh, here! Day 1 of the new school year..."
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World Academy
HumorA week before their graduation day, thirteen students sneak into Mr. Vargas's office to change some grades. Turns out, they got more than what they bargained for. -Short stories about the random skirmishes our favorite countries get into- (No pairin...