On one rather chilly autumn morning, all students of the world academy were called into the auditorium.
Almost all the students were extremely tired since most of them stayed up late to study.
Obviously, they were not pleased when they heard the headmaster's voice through the speakers calling them to the auditorium for an announcement at 7:15 am.
Some students even forgot to put on some of their accessories. Not like it mattered anyway.
Mister Beilshmidt walked up on stage, clearly unamused.
He stood in front of the podium and glared at Mr. Vargas backstage before speaking.
"Good Morning, students."
"Good Morning, Mr. Beilshmidt." They answered.
"We called you here because we are going on..." He paused for suspense.
"Oh, for crying out loud, say it already!" Alfred yelled from the crowd of preteens.
"Alfred! That's rude!" His cousin Arthur scolded.
Mr Beilshmidt shot them this look that silenced the two relatives bickering.
"As I was saying, we are going to have a field trip."
The crowd was talking in hushed whispers when he said field trip.
'Well, at least that was enough to start them up.' He sighed. 'Come on Aldrich, you can do public speaking well. In the words of Shia, Just do it, Romulus says. Wait...'
Suddenly, he blurted out, "Who's Shia?"
The crowd quieted down when he spoke.
Then Gilbert, his son, jumped up. "Woah, dad. You know who the actual cannibal Shia Labeouf is?!"
Alfred then stood up, excited too. "Oh mi gosh, you know who the 'Just do it' guy is?!"
"Just do it...?" He paused to think about it. "Oh. I see, does that mean Romulus likes Me-Mes?"
"Me-Mes..? Oh, do you mean memes?"
"Memes..." Mr. Beilshmidt zoned out before his other son, Ludwig called from the crowd.
"Dad, what about the field trip?"
"Right! About the field trip...actually, it's not a field trip. It's more of a camping trip."
The crowd went silent.
"Bring blankets, extra clothes, a water bottle, and mosquito repellant. We'll provide the rest. You can bring extra stuff if you want to. Camping trip begins the day after tomorrow, at 5 am."
The students groaned.
"Blame Romulus for this." He walked off.
The students were silent for a moment.
Mr. Beilshmidt went back up again. "You are all dismissed. Get to class."
The crowd of students walked out the door. In lines, of course.
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At lunch, friend groups were planning their outfits and things to bring.
"I have to bring my comb, right?" Elizaveta asked.
"Yes. You don't want to look terrible in the morning." Roderich replied.
"Okay...What about this random piece of candy at the bottom of my bag?"
"...I'm not sure if you need it."
"...Eh, whatever. It's probably years old considering the fact that I haven't seen this brand of candy since I was five or so." She said, throwing it behind her.
"Ludwig, would they have food there?" Feliciano asked.
"Of course, Feli. They wouldn't let us starve."
"Ludwig-san, may I pack my mangas in case I get bored?"
"Sure, Kiku.""We could bring stuffed animals, right Arthur?" Alfred asked.
"Yes- wait, what?"
"Pssh, nothing." Alfred lied, deliberately stuffing an alien plushie in his bag.
"I know you said something!"
"Fine! I meant marshmallows."
"Fine by me."
"Natalya, don't you dare bring dangerous items to the camp." Katyusha said sternly to her youngest sister, who grunted in reply.
"Oh, and Ivan, remember to bring an extra pair of underwear in case-"
Ivan blushed in embarrassment. "Katy, I stopped wetting the bed at six!"
"Well, don't fret about it. It's part of the 'just in case' items in my book."
"Fine." Ivan knew he couldn't argue with his sister.
And as you know it, they finished a day of school and it was already 4:00 in the morning.
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Students were running around in their dorms, looking for various items they forgot in the heat of the moment.
"Where's my toothbrush, Feliciano?!"
"I don't know! Mine's the green one!"
"Maybe you have it, then!"
Feliciano zipped open his toiletry bag. "I told you, I don't-" he paused to take a peek inside the bag. "Oh, nevermind." He said, pulling out a red toothbrush.
Lovino took the toothbrush and stuffed it in his own toiletry bag.
"Where's Romeo? He's late." He said, not taking his eyes off the door to Romeo's room.
"He's changing."
"Is he done packing?"
"Yep, he packed last night. Pretty smart of him I must say."
Romeo walked out the door in his casual clothes. ((It's basically a shirt and shorts.))
"Hey, have you seen my toothbrush? I thought I left it on the bathroom counter."
The other two looked into their toiletry bags. Feliciano pulled out a white toothbrush out of his.
"Sorry, Romeo. I must have took everyone's toothbrushes while we were in a rush." He apologized.
"Oh, it's fine. Mistakes happen." Romeo said, taking the toothbrush from him.
Feliciano reached out to hug Lovino and Romeo.
"Feli, you're crushing us." Lovino said, out of breath.
"Oh, sorry." Feliciano said, letting go of both of them
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Natalya's group.Basically, they had multiple school buses and each was assigned a chaperone.
Natalya's group had Mrs. Karpusi as their chaperone.
Mrs. Karpusi wasn't exactly the best choice they would've gone with.
But they didn't care. They either want this crap to be done and over with, while the rest believe that it would be a great idea. (Not)
Turns out, Mr. Vargas didn't know that the campsite was riddled with bears.
As soon as the buses pulled up the campsite, there were at least 5 bears wandering around there.
The chaperones had to call the park ranger and had to stay at a nearby resort as the animals were to be relocated deep in the forest or something.
They got rooms, a pool and all that.
Natalya had to share her room with Laura.
That night, as she was about to sleep, Laura poked her on the side.
Natalya flinched and instinctively karate chopped Laura's abdomen.
"Oof! Natalya, what the heck?!"
"You poked my sensitive spot. No one pokes my sensitive spot."
"Oh, sorry."
"What is it?"
"What?"
"You woke me up, what do you want?"
"I was just wondering, are waffles sentient beings and we are slowly killing them off but we keep making new ones?"
"Oh my god Laura, I don't know, go to sleep."
"Okay. Night." She said and turned her bedside lamp on.
Laura dozed off in a matter of minutes but Natalya was awake.
She had debated on wasting her time on the internet but she wanted something exciting. Like...those dark woods not suitable for a kid!
So Natalya got up, put on her coat, and opened the back door. She walked towards the forest and decided to wander through it aimlessly.
Stupid? Yep.
A terrible idea? You bet.
It took a while but Natalya found a run down shack in the middle of the woods.
And, as curious youngsters do, approach it.
She knocked on the door.
An old man with a scraggly and grey beard answered the door. "Yes?"
He looked down. "Oh! What brings you here, little one?" His breath smelt like a dead animal but Natalya was unfazed.
She just shrugged and kicked a pebble.
"...Do you want to learn something?"
"Whatever it is, old man, it better not be sexist." She said, her voice low and uninterested.
"Hmm...how about I show you some knife tricks?"
"Why not. Better than nothing, I guess."
For days, they trained. He taught her how to throw knives, which got better as time passed by. She knew how to play the knife game without a nick on her fingers. She was taught on where to strike when attacked.
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Meanwhile, in the resort, Laura told the chaperones that Natalya was missing. The chaperones told the staff, then the staff called the police.
The police interrogated Laura at lunchtime
"Do you know where she went?"
"No, officer. All I know is that she left the back door open. Maybe she went to the woods?"
"The woods?!" The officer exclaimed, shocked. "There are wild bears out there! She's as good as dead at this point in time."
"No!" Katyusha, who was behind the officer, listening to their conversation, protested. "I know Natalya's alive! She's always been a strong child and..." A tear slid town her cheek. "O-oh. Was I crying? I'm sorry, I will not be weak next-"
Laura held her hand up. "No, no. I understand. It's okay to cry, Katya, it's normal."
Katyusha nodded and let it all out.
Laura knew how hard it was to lose someone close to you.
She might as well be good as dead.
No, that was not true. Natalya's quick-witted. She can figure things out, right?
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This was it. The day where the two part ways.
"Natalya, I see that you have done well in your training."
"Yes, sir. I have."
"I will now set you free of my training crap, and you may go back to your family." He said. "But before that, you have to defeat me in a battle, and kill me."
She unsheathed the knife he gave to her. "Challenge accepted."
She charged at him and disarmed him with ease. She pushed him to the ground.
She raised the knife, prepared to plunge it in his chest.
She knew this was wrong.
The threw the knife aside.
"I'm sorry. I can't do it."
He raised an eyebrow. "Why is that?"
"I know this is morally wrong. I just can't bring myself to do it."
He laughed.
"What's so funny, old man?!"
"You passed the test!"
"What?!"
"Only a true trainee would spare their master, I think."
"Ya think?"
Suddenly, a sweaty officer broke through the bushes, covered with rashes.
He noticed the two and ran over to them, stopping to breathe every few seconds.
He finally stopped in front of the two holding out handcuffs.
"What happened here?" He asked.
"He tried to kick my behind." She lied. Oh, how she loved betrayals.
The officer growled. "So, you like kicking butts, do ya? Well I'll show you, old man!"
The old dude was strangely oblivious to the entire situation. "Ooh, what are you gonna show me?"
He gets arrested, blah blah blah.
And Natalya is reunited with her siblings.
Isn't that cool?
Laura made everyone waffles.
The old man escaped prison and built another shack somewhere.
Everything was a-ok!
Except for the fact that the campsite almost burned down to the ground.
We'll get to that story next time.
So uh, bye?
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"What." Ludwig asked.
"Let's just move on." Elizaveta said, adjusting Roderich's sleeping form.
______________There's a reference hidden here and an easter egg(kinda) if you can get both of them, I guess I can give you a shoutout.
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