The Assasination Game

That Shit Hurted

The next day at school had been turned into pure chaos. Throughout the whole day, all the countries involved in the game had been trying to get a shot at each other.

Philippines tried to shoot Poland several times during their second period in maths. Luckily, Poland had managed to evade every single shot, despite sitting in front of him.

Indonesia had pulled Malaysia aside between fourth and third to kiss him super intensely. Just as Malaysia got into it, Indo pulled out his water gun and shot him in the stomach several times until a giant wet spot in the shape of a heart and been made. Malaysia slapped him.
Indonesia now had to find Philippines and shoot him.

Japan tried her hardest to get Canada, but the damn tall country somehow manage to escape her every time. At one point, he'd crossed the hallway right as she was about to shoot and ended up shooting a teacher! Luckily, he hadn't noticed, and she'd already ran away before he could notice the wet spot on his vest.

At lunch, no one except Canada, Germany, and America sat together. Japan and South Korea, too. She'd let America know that it was because of her target, so she was going to sit with South Korea. Poland damn sure didn't trust Philippines, so he ate lunch in his upcoming class. Malaysia refused to talk to Indonesia after the stunt he pulled, so Indonesia kind of regretted his approach to getting Malaysia. As far as Philippines knew, he couldn't trust any of them, so he too chose to eat in his upcoming class. Russia actually attempted sitting with America and his lunch mates, but was sent away the moment he tried to fire at him.

In their auto shop class, Germany let America know he was out, and that he'd lied about his target anyway.

"Man, why didn't you just shoot me earlier?"

"I didn't think of it at the time. I had no idea Russia would be my assassin," Germany defended.

"Well, shoot, now I gotta watch my back for the whole class."

"Or you could just sit somewhere else. You know the seats are not assigned."

"True. Sit with me?"

"I think I'll pass."

"Boo! You whore!"

Germany sighed, knowing that that was most likely nothing important to him. America left for another seat anyways. Russia walked in with a smirk, which faltered as soon as he walked in and saw America wasn't where he was supposed to be.

He looked around the room and found the country waving at him with a smirk from the back of the room. Every single chair around him was already filled, and Russia sneered. Germany told him.

"You little shit."

"Kind of mean, Russia. Would you believe it? America didn't want to sit with us today!"

"You told him!"

Germany smiled sweetly and turned to the front of the class as Ms. Lynn walked in. Russia shot the back of Germany's head as payback. The German turned to him with a small glare and turned around again. He tried shooting him again, but Germany ducked and the bullet instead landed on the whiteboard.
Right next to Ms. Lynn's head.

She didn't turn around, "who did that?"

"It was Russia!" Germany said, "he's trying to shoot me with a Nerf gun!"

Ms. Lynn turned and smiled angrily at him. Then she started laughing.

"Don't do it again. Put that shit away. Or I'm taking it."

Russia did as he was told and America snickered loudly, making Russia glare at him.

'You're dead,' he mouthed to him.

America just nodded and smirked at him, mouthing his response very slowly.

'Good. Luck.'

Oh, it was on. 

Later, after fifth, America cornered Indonesia and shot him in the face. Now, America had to get Philippines.

Poland almost had Japan at one point, but Germany had called out to her. She had turned around and saw him right as he was aiming. She leaped out of the way and very narrowly avoided the foam bullet.

Later that same night, South Korea apparently grew a little badass-ery in himself and went to Russia's house to get him. Unfortunately, the small county had gotten stuck on the window and Russia was alerted to his presence. South Korea was shot instead.

That's was Day 1