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Hetalia Academy	By : mudslovesstu Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 1115 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hetalia Academy a shining place where people of all nations and races could learn and teach in peace and harmony, and of course understanding...

"YOU WINE LOVING TOOL!"

"don't hate me, cause I'm more handsome and have more class"

"W-What was that!?!!?"

"you heard me, Je suis plus impressionnant, alors vous ~"

"speak bloody English you GIT!!"

....well for the most part.

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It was a warm fall morning, the first day of the new school year of Hetalia Academy, this historical stepping stone of knowledge being named after the founder's grandsons. This powerful man is Augustus Vargas-Beilschmidt, a proud Italian trendsetter..yet so childish at the same time. He created the school basically for the nations of the world so they got a proper education, but then again he didn't know the first thing about teaching kid. That is why he has his right hand man to keep things in tact, that man was Ulrich Beilschmidt-Vargas an even prouder and stricter German gentleman He must be doing his job well, cause the place is still standing, and in piece, and to many's disbelief ..they are married, how they get along without one killing the other..still remains a mystery. Headmasters Augustus grandsons: twins Romano and Feliciano va Vargas, pasta and tomato lovers, excelled in art and cooking, spent their lives in the academy, and now back to follow in their grandfather's footsteps, helping him run the school for future generations, as teachers..dragging along their fellow classmates.

I fear for those poor kids~

So early fall morning, headmaster Augustus sat in his cushy chair, reading over the profiles of some on the new students coming and some that were already here, he wanted to familiar himself with them, page after page he skimmed through, Ulrich almost fainted when he came in the office that afternoon.

'his husband....doing work?! who was this what had he done with his stupid lazy lover?' It was a shock to his heart, but when he snuck up on the older man, and peeking over his shoulder only to find, he was looking through the female students, gorgeous ones...anger filled the German, he shook with rage, all the emotion flowed into his fist and with a single movement, he punched the Italian out of the top floor window.

Lucky for him Ulrich made him fly far enough that he landed in the courtyard fountain. Spooking some of the students and teachers that happen to passing by, immerging form the water, soaked head to toe. Sputtering Augustus dragging himself out of the fountain, a teacher came to his aid. Ludwig, one of Ulrich's grandsons helps the man out, behind him his older brother Gilbert was snickering Ludwig shot his brother a glare, the older of the two rolled his eyes and joined the wet duo.

"Kesese what u do this time Gramps?"

" -cough- t-that what I want to know..vee~"

"Grandfather wouldn't toss you out of your office for nothing sir"

"Hehe you may be right son"

"Kesesese~"

"Are you alright sir?" a concern student came closer to the nations. A young woman walked up to them, worry and amusement plastered on her face. Augustus recognized her profile, she was a Canadian and had a Scottish, Swiss-German background, her name was on the tip of his tongue. Climbing out of the fountain, he snapped his fingers, catching her name out of the blue, approaching the student being the charming nation that he was, he took her hand sweeping a soft kiss on his palm.

"Maryanne pomeriggio bambino buono~" he smirks, watching the girl gush, face flushed different shades of red. Laughing, the sound low in his throat, making it smooth and captivating. The Italians' step grandson were basking in the awesomeness of the man for completely different reasons of course. Gilbert thought the man was the greatest role model ever, when he was younger, he went to Augustus for tips to pick up girls, usually collage girls, but as the years gone by..he found out the hard way that his pick up lines and other advice didn't work on everyone...not until he met his love of his life, another nation.

Canada, the sweetest man that could of ever walked into his life, his human name was Matthew, but Gilbert has the tendency to call him birdie, Matt could never understand why. But being the only one to actually fall for Gilbert's lame lines, didn't alter the albino's feeling s for the shy blonde, meeting in high school, they dated all the way up to collage, and still a couple even now and couldn't be happier.

Ludwig on the other hand, was much different. He was more similar to his grandfather in many ways, including romantic tastes.
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