The Italy Brother's Cractastic Adventures![Part 1]

              The Italy's Brother's Cracktastic Adventures!

                     Part 1:Car Rides and Bullies

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((Italy's POV))

I ran out of my sixth period class and ran to the downstairs where my locker was. I didn't like that my sixth period class and my locker were far apart, but at least my locker was by my last period class, so that helped.

But I wasn't expecting what I saw...

My locker wasn't the neatest one,since I'm not that neat of a person. But for some reason lately my brother has been sorta acting like a neat freak. Usually he's messy too so I was surprised to see that my locker had been straightened up. My binders all stacked on one side, and my books below them.

"Romano..."I said,sighing.

So,I grabbed my books,not noticing the note on top of them and went to my seventh period class. For some reason I was early today and I saw Romano sitting in his seat.

"Lovino Vargas, why did you mess with my locker??"I said,putting my books and stuff down in my seat.

I saw him smile and try not to laugh and I pouted.

"Did you see the note I put in there?"he asked.

"No..I'll look at it after class..."I said,sitting down as the bell rang and the others came in.

I was in a small class. There was ten people at most. America sat in front of me and there was a row between me and Romano. So when the teacher said that we were getting our test  back,I panicked.

Math isn't a thing I'm good at,so I read the board and I groaned in frustration. The day had already tired me out and I didn't want to do the assignment. The assignment was that if you made an A on the test, you didn't have to do it..It was rework of problems on the test.

I crossed my fingers and hoped for an A, and America said he hoped he had an A too..

Turns out that he forgot that he didn't finish his test so he went to the library to finish it.

The teacher started calling people up to get their paper and I was so nervous. Finally, she called me and my heart started racing. I took my paper and my heart sank.

Not only did I make a bad grade,but it was a 55...

I sighed and sank lower in my seat,wanting the bell to ring so I could get out.

'Don't be like that..we have to get started or there will be homework!'I thought to myself, and forced myself to start the assignment.

Turns out that I made a better grade than America..He came back and the teacher said that he made a 45..

Romano had made a...56,I think,so his grade was better than mine...

Finally after looking over the test and working for another fifteen minutes,the bell ran to dismiss us. I stuffed my books in my bag, since I hadn't finished and went out to my locker.

Romano's locker was a bit away from mine so I waited for him.

"Hey,I want to get a powerade,ok?"he said as we walked up the stairs and out of the school.

"Alright...but please not the yellow kind, you go crazy when you have that.."I said.

"Hey,I wasn't that bad!"he said,a bit annoyed.

"Sure you weren't that bad..."I said,giggling.

He just gave me an angry look and put a dollar in the vending machine. He looked back and forth between the yellow and the pink and finally he hit the pink button. And when I say hit,he really did hit it.

He drew back his hand and winced and I tried to keep from laughing.

"What's wrong fratello,was the machine being mean to you?"I asked,giggling.

"Oh shut up!"he said,grabbing the powerade and heading to the car.

I followed,trying not to drop my book bag from the weight. It was really heavy..I don't see why they make us carry these things around,they just hurt your back!

So we got in the car,and I leaned back a little too much when I was closing the door so I tipped over and kinda shoved Romano into the window.

"Oh,thanks for squishing my knee!!"he snapped at me as he shoved me off.

"Sorry.."I said.

So we started heading out.

"..This powerade tastes like skittles.."he said,after he tasted the powerade.

I blinked at the comment,not knowing what to say.

"What,you got a problem with that? Skittles are my friends!"he said.

"N-No,not at all! Wait,does that mean that I'm not your best friend anymore?? Have I been replaced by that??"I said,pointing to the powerade.

"Si...skittle juice is now my best friend,"he said,holding in laughter.

"..You know that sounded wrong.."I said.

"You need to stop talking to France, you idiota!!"he yelled at me,almost spitting out the powerade.

I laughed at his reaction. It was days like this that I enjoyed. We would just talk and laugh about things,it was nice.

A few minutes later we passed by this fence. For some reason it had a bow on it.

"Why the hell does that fence have a bow on it?"he said.

"Maybe it's trying to look pretty!"I said,smiling.

"Pfft,fences aren't pretty.."he said.

"Hey don't be such a bully to fences,fratello!"I said.

"Well they are,just like trees!"he said as we passed some trees.

"Don't be a bully to trees either!"I said.

"Whatever!!"he said.

So the keep on riding until we started talking about random things. Until finally,this happened..

"Well obviously we didn't move fratello! I think I know where our house is!"I said.

"No you don't~! We moved,get that in your head!"he said.

"Ugh...Baka dummkopf!!"I yelled at him,causing him to laugh.

I don't think he realized that I spoke German because he didn't say anything about it. He just kept laughing at it.

Yeah,I mixed two languages,oh well...

And finally we came home. I hope tomorrow is as crazy as today! Because today was quite enjoyable for a Monday..