Hetalia High!!

[Arachnomania]

(Recap?)

[Alfred F. Jones]

(Okay... To be honest, not much... Just France and Iggy chatting as far as I was paying attention because I'm oblivious. Q~Q Sorry... If you want, you can jump in and talk to them~ ^^)

(Yep... Procrastination for the WINS. *High-5* :3 ... Yeah... ._. I get that a lot... =3= Really, it's weird, but eh... I guess I have his habits... I get really whiney, too. xDD Seriously, I get all "Nooooooo" when people start poking me or something. xP)

(Yeah... :3 Except for the really cracky ones that make no sense, but pretty much everyone. xP)

Francis laughed lightly at Arthur's sarcastic tone, rolling his eyes just a little. "Master, hm? Is that your new pet name for me?" he teased. "I'm not complaining," he added with a slightly flirtatious tone, then laughed. "All right, I won't bug you about it any longer," he promised. He then hummed softly, giving the other a rather mockingly thoughtful look. "Hm... My fault? I think it's your responsibility of how you act around others, is it not?" he prompted, a light smirk tugging at one corner of his lips. At the other's next words, he shrugged his shoulders; he wouldn't really deny that it was true. He did get in bad moods every so often, and yes, his usual victim was England. Despite his previous obliviousness, he did notice that this time England avoided his gaze, even for a moment. However, he knew this meant that the Brit was fibbing. "Hm... I think you might not be telling me the truth," he told him, hoping that he would share what he really felt on the subject.

[Arachnomania]

Dakota saw two men talking to each other. She then went over to them.

[Arthur Κirkland]

((xD You Italy, you~ I'm kind of a mix between America and England, so I dunno... More like America, really, when around my friends xD But then I'll go all Iggy at home *most of the time* so it's like, really complicated on how to describe my personality e n e Heh, whiney~ *poku poku* e w e))

((Pfft, crackiest I can think of... EnglandXCuba //dies))

Arthur blinked, staring up at Francis for a moment as if he may have been considering doing something, but opted out last minute-- good thing for France. "Pet name..? No! I was only kidding around, you ninny..." He felt the tiniest bit of color return to his face at the flirtatious additive, his arm moving to punch the Frenchman lightly on the arm. "You be quiet..! I didn't mean it like that," He rushed to say, clearly unhinged yet again. The older nation managed that with him so effortlessly, that it annoyed him."Good..." He mumbled, glad to move on to further subjects-- or maybe not. "Well yes, but... But it's your fault if you're the one causing me to act in a way that isn't normal!" He insisted, sulking some as his own responsibility was mentioned over his actions. Francis was right though; it really did all come down to how he allowed himself to react, though it was as if he just couldn't control it around the older blonde. "W-what..? Of course I'm telling the truth! How should I know why you- ..." Trailing off, he sighed quietly. Lying yet again; why was that always his first option? Was it such a habit that he was so quick to jump on doing so? It wasn't what he wanted, to lie so often to the other-- even if it was Francis. "Alright, yes... It's just you, okay?" He murmered, though the truth was, he really was unsure why it was only France who managed to pull such reactions out of him.

[Arthur Κirkland]

((Op- totally didn't notice your post, Dakota... >.< *deadpans*))

[Alfred F. Jones]

(Hehe... I'm a mix of America and Italy... I'm really obnoxious and whatnot, but then sometimes I get really whiney and totally distracted by random things, usually birds or animals. xDD I dunno, my personality usually varies based on my mood.)

(.... EW. D: WHAT THE HECK. NO. JUST- NO.)

France chuckled, humming. "All right... But it wouldn't be unappreciated if you did suddenly decide that you like that nickname for me," he purred, then laughed outright at the punch. It hadn't hurt, so he knew that Arthur didn't really have any violent intent. "My fault? Hm... I'm not making you do anything... I'm just testing you~" he chimed, seeming very pleased for some reason or another. He just liked to see the other's reactions; 100% of the time they were worth it. He remained silent as the other first lied to him again, then decided to tell the truth. "All right... I see. That actually makes me very happy~" he admitted; he felt special somehow; only he was able to get to Arthur like he could... At the new person's appearance, he smiled at Dakota. "Ah, bonjour!" he greeted. "I haven't seen you before... I'm France; also Francis Bonnefoy," he introduced himself, taking a hand out of his pocket to offer it to Dakota to shake hands.

[Arachnomania]

"I'm Dakota." Dakota replied. She usually didn't shake hands.

[Arthur Κirkland]

((Yeah, we're like America, and we live in the U.S -- Makes sense xD I do have English heritage, so that might explain the England part o3o Lol, I'm soooo distracted... Like, all the time. Especially by animals xD))

((Egh... That would be so... *shivers*))

England raised a brow, not appearing all that amused. He hadn't meant it as a pet name, and if he had... That was just demeaning to himself. That was like begging to bottom in a relationship; not gonna happen. He would never speak like that unless dared to or otherwise. "Oh I'm sure you'd love to hear me say that often, especially if I made an effort to sound attractive." He hummed, as if considering something, then decided to go ahead and do it. It never hurt to be a little spontaneous, and perhaps he'd gain the wanted reaction for the other. Looking straight up into the older blonde's face, he let their eyes meet. "est-ce cette tout mieux, maître..?" He questioned in French, just for the fact of wanting to see what France would do. "Testing me..? How exactly are you doing that?" He asked, seeming warily curious over the response, before blinking a few times. Why exactly did that make the other happy? All he did was admit that France was the only one to get him flustered so easily-- was that somehow special? From what he could get, it wasn't, but then again he was stubborn and wouldn't admit to anything. Glancing over to where Francis had turned, he noticed the girl that had approached them. How hadn't he noticed her? He listened to France introduce himself, deciding he'd wait until after he'd finished before doing the same. It was only the most polite thing to do.

[Alfred F. Jones]

(Yep, I suppose so~ And I have a bit of English too, but other than my grammar/spelling Naziness, I don't have much to show for it in my personality considering stereotypes. Hehe... Yeah, I get spaced out... ^^ But whenever I do get spaced out I always think of Hetalia... =3= Always. It's a vice.)

(I know right...? >.< That's just wrong...)

France listened to the other curiously, having watched the Brit's thoughtful expression before he decided he'd speak French. Almost immediately, the blood rushed to two particular places in his body, one being his cheeks, and he stiffened; in more ways than one. He stared at the Englishman in absolute shock before quickly averting his gaze from Arthur, clearing his throat. All right, if England was going to do something like that every time, then there was no way he'd ask the Briton to say something like that again-- in public, that is. However, as soon as England had changed the subject, the heat he felt went down and he concentrated on that instead. "Hm... I'm testing your patience and toleration most of the time," he replied, as if that was an actual study he'd been conducting for centuries, even if both of them knew it was just for fun. His gaze settled on Dakota once more, and realizing that she wasn't about to shake his hand, pulled it away with a sheepish smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Dakota," he told her.

[Arthur Κirkland]

((Yay, English heritage buddies! XD Lol... Well, sterotype-wise, I love to read, I drink a whole lot of tea (three times a day sometimes) I get that whole 'All alone' complex at times just because I'm weird like that = 3 = And scones are really yummy ^^ But there's a whole lot more I could compare (But since I'm lazy and tired I'm not gonna, heh) e w e And IKR? O_O It's like, I space out and either puppies or Hetalia pops into my head xP))

England felt a coy smile spread across his face as France had given him an even better reaction that what he'd initially hoped for; so speaking French was key to get the other to feel a certain way-- good to know. And not only had the other looked completely and utterly shocked, but he'd also blushed and... Was obviously more affected by Arthur's little try at sounding attractive than he thought he'd be. Wait, does that mean I... Turned him on? He couldn't help but question himself, the idea causing him to smirk just a little more. It was quite apparent he was pleased, and would likely tease the other about it when they were alone once more. No need bringing any of that up in front of a girl. "Oh really now? Well if that's the case... I've failed miserably." He deadpanned a little at the realization, though snickered some as the older blonde's gesture was ignored so blantantly. It was amusing-- he'd never seen that happen before with the Frenchman.