14Hello! I'm sorry you had to wait, so I made it long! Also, I've mentioned three wars in the story, relating to 3 wars that have been covered in Hetalia. First person to review can make me write a hetalia one shot of whatever they want.
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"So Ahmelia," a girl said, as a group chattered, sprawled around the fountain, chatting about the party. "We had this plan for you to get back at that Wolf-girl for her b*tchy attitude." The brown haired girl perked up.
A box was thrust in Ahmelia's face. "Open it and take a look!" As she pulled off the lid, there was a green dress that was a bright lime color. It was nearly an eyesore, and there was a tomato on a white belt, with a matching lime headband. On the headband was a giant tomato, about the size of a toddler's fist. The outfit, all in all, looked completely ridiculous.
Ahmelia cast a look with a mix of both horror and sheer delight at the other girls, who were all stifling giggles. "Alright, I'm evil, but I wouldn't with THIS on anyone." However, the mischievous glint in her eyes told otherwise. All the girls burst out into raucous laughter, and after 4 more minutes of conversation they sent her to do the deed.
Walking into her dorm-room, she saw that Lovina was sprawled out on her bed, napping after all the classes they had. Grabbing a piece of paper off her desk, she wrote a quick note:
Dear Lovina,
This dress dosen't really fit me, and I think it'd look completely adorable on you. Why don't you wear it to the dance tonight? Everyone will think you look cute!
From, the hero,
Ahmelia.
As she finished writing, she left the box on top of a textbook on Lovinas dresser. Stealing out of the room, she burst out laughing, running the whole way back to where the girls said to meet up to spill all the details. There, she saw that all the girls were giggling over something, but quieted when they saw her.
"YOU DID IT!" One of the girls squealed, running over and hugging Ahmelia. They all burst out laughing, and continued their senseless chatter, over boys, clothes, boys, shoes, hair, boys, and boys. It was a merry time for them, as Lovina woke up from her Siesta.
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Looking at the box on the dresser, she picked it up, and testing the weight, read the note. 'Hm, seems innocent enough, considering who sent it.' Opening it, she picked up the dress, and getting up, held it agenst her body. It seemed cute enough, so, checking the lock on the door, and the windows, she tried it on. It fell to just above her knees, with the shoulders and neckline cut just right to be cute, not sexy. Her tail swished happily as she looked at it, and she took out the hairband, judging between it and her beret. Deciding to let the beret have a break, she put on the headband, which rested snugly agenst her hair. It looked amazing on her.
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Antonio was busy stringing up the lights with much gusto. 'This will keep everyone from getting hurt form studying.' He wiped the sweat off his brow using his hand, and went to grab some of the food. The party location chosen was an old barn that was about a 10 minute walk from the University. It was far enough away that no teachers would pry, but close enough to not get lost going to and fro from the buildings.
As he finished putting out the plates of food, he smiled at his handy-work. There were strings of lights set to hang a few inches from the rafters, enough food to be appetizing, but with not too many left overs to have to bother with. There was a small table in the corner with a music player set up, and a medium sized dance floor for the 50 or so people coming.
It was really nice, and the atmosphere screamed Party!, without going overboard. Heading back to his dorm after making sure no one saw him, he picked out a semi-formal outfit for the dance from his suitcase. It was a yellow shirt with a red vest, and some tan pants that leaned more towards the dressy side. Hopping in the shower, he made shure he didn't stink of sweat.
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Ahmelia was getting ready with a few of her friends, with one of them helping with her floofly pink dress. There where linen flowers running up the right hem, and the top was sweetheart shaped, showing off just the tiniest bit of her cleavage. She was giggling and chatting, moving through the people until she'd sidled up next to Antonio. "Some party, right?"
Just as he was about to respond Lovina walked in, with her sister rolling next to her. Her sister was in a light blue dress that went to her ankles, with short white sleeves that went to her elbows. However, a few of the girl's who'd been in on the plot were surprised, because although the tomato on the headband was the teeniest bit ridiculous, it seems, okay. It wasn't stunning or impressive, but it flattered the wearer, whose tail twitched in slight nervousness and agitation. She glanced around the room, making sure to glare at her roommate.
Her sister gave her a hug and wheeled away to go talk to a black haired boy she'd become good friends with. Lovina hadn't pried, or cared, about who her sister was friends with, as long as they didn't hurt her sorella. (Sister) Lovina confidently walked to the middle of the dance floor, and not caring if anyone was watching, she began to dance.
Ahmelia gaped as she saw Lovina move in her own way, gracefully moving her arms as she swung her leg around. Antonio stared too, as a few girls began to snigger, mimicking her movements and giggling as she continued, ignoring them. Ahmelia, before she could think, found herself walking out to where a small area had been cleared around Lovina. Seeing how she danced, she began to do a slow imitation of Lovina's dancing. A quiet hush fell on the room, and soon everyone was dancing as the music picked up tempo.
As Ahmelia spun form partner to partner, and odd blonde man came up. He had longish blonde hair tied in a ponytail, and took her hand, kissing it. Ahmelia felt slightly alarmed, but when he asked to dance, a plan formed in her head. "While I am completely flattered that you would ask me, that poor girl over there," She gestured to Feliciana, who was humming and waving her arms to the beat, her body not moving after her waist. "Has no one to dance with. It would be such an honor for me if you would dance with her, to make sure she doesn't miss out."
The man nodded; "Well, my name is Francis Bonnefry, if you should ever need l'amor." She grimaced, and he walked away to go introduce himself to Feliciana. She was wheeling herself in a small circle with one hand as the other waved, humming and smiling, her hazel eyes closed.
"Hello!" He greeted, purring his word's as she opened her eyes to look at him. "I'm Francis Bonnefry! And what is the lovely name for your lovely face?" He said, turning on the charm to 5,000,000x the normal amount. She was clueless though.
"Ve~ my name is Feliciana! It's a pleasure to meet you!" She stuck up a hand to greet him, a melting smile on her face. "I guess you're just trying to be nice because I'm in this wheelchair."
'Damn, my plan has been seen through, although I wish I can see Ahmelia in all her natural-'he was completely out of it, and a bit of drool was forming at the corner of his lips. Feliciana tugged on his arm, snapping him out of his trance.
"It's okay. I really don't mind. Thank you for such a kind gesture though!" With that, Francis decided he might as well dance anyway, just so Ahemlia could owe him a, "Favor." He decided something skimpy would be best when he came for her to repay her debt. He was slightly out of it as he did a half-dance, half- nurse-helping-a-patient-at-a-hospital -thing.
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When the party was over Lovina and Ahmelia where going back to their dorms, they actually had a civil conversation that could be seen as normal and fun, Lovina's tail barely moving because it was so tired.
"No way! That was your first party EVER!" Ahmelia squealed, wanting to now milk this tidbit of information for all it was worth.
Lovina nodded, lips pursed. "I never really went to them, even if I was invited. They were way too loud for me." Her ears folded agents her head as she remembered how loud most parties her mother or father hosted where. They always left her with a pain in her head and a grumpy mood.
Ahmelia, the socialite extraordinaire, sighed in shock and wonder. "I cannot believe that." She said as she opened the door, nearly shutting it on Lovina as she walked in behind her, causing a yelp and a small growl.
"Anyway, how about we share secrets! I mean, we ARE friends now!" Lovina nodded and sat on her bed, not bothering to change out of her green dress. "Well, I'll go first. My super-secret I never told anyone is that I never had a best friend!" Lovina wanted to smack herself in the forehead, as Ahmelia bounced excitedly on her own bed like a four year old child. "Okay, I told you mine! Tell me yours!"
Lovina sighed, and getting up off her bed, she went to her desk and pulled out a small clear vial, with an unknown, strong-smelling liquid sloshing around, half-drunk inside. "This is my mothers. I swiped it from her before I left for the school. It's the reason me and Feli came out so odd." Ahemlia looked at the bottle, wondering how something that looked like water and smelled like sunflowers could be dangerous, and disfigure two children. "Do you even know what's in it?" Lovina shook her head.
"No, I don't fully know. It just seems like it's not normal, so I brought it here to try and test the liquid." She held the bottle with two fingers, not really wanting to touch more than she had to. Her tail twitched in agitation as she began to put the bottle away.
"Well, I'm tired and I have class tomorrow. Night."
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