Hetalia High!!

[+Reckless+]

(oh my.... well this is quite the amusing turn of events X3 )

[ChaserOfDreamsSick]

Name: Maria Beilschmit (Fem Prussia
Gender: Female
Description: Long white hair and blood red eyes. Maria is an albino girl. She refuses to wear the school uniform saying she's too awesome to wear it. She wears what seems to be a pirate outfit with knee high boots.
Personality: Annoying, prankster, a huge pain in the booty. She seems to like ditching detention and the principle and classes
Interests: Making things explode
Best Class: Chemestry
Hobby you would like: Cooking
Have you read and accepted the rules?: Yes
Picture: DEAR MOD'S this picture is from google and I do not claim it as my own
http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb3kr49Hct1roxatvo1_400.jpg

[Arthur Κirkland]

((Too bad Prussia's not around to see this xD))

[-Forever&Always-]

(( lol, yup! ))

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(( Is there somewhere where Jordan can budge in? ;w; ))

[Alfred F. Jones]

(xDD It is... ^^ And Jordan can come chat with North Korea, Pyongyang, England, and France~)

Francis hummed, listening to the Brit with a smile growing on his face. He seemed especially amused when England got onto one knee, and again when the Englishman offered to become his personal servant for the day. It wa apparent that Arthur didn't expect him to accept the offer; what a surprise he would receive. "Hm... My personal servant...? Isn't that a little desperate?" he teased, though immediately added, "All right, then... I'll tell you later," he chimed, then turned to the child in his hand. "Hm... Would you like my servant to get you something to drink, ma chérie?" he asked Pyongyang, glancing at England with a gleam in his eyes.

[-Forever&Always-]

Pyongyang smiled happily, and nodded. "Boricha!~" she sang, happy.

North Korea smiled, "It's a Korean tea. I could help you make it if you'd like." she chuckled.

[Arthur Κirkland]

England froze for a moment when Francis spoke - had he just accepted his 'begging' and made him his personal servant for the day? Now that, he hadn't expected. He he felt like a fool for having risked something like that, and cursed himself mentally. Who knew what France would have him do? It could be anything, and he'd risk not giving him the wanted information if he disobeyed. But then again, how was he so sure the Frenchman wouldn't just stiff him of the answer at the end of the day? "Y-you... You're actually going to tell me..?" He questioned in disbelief, getting up off his knee to stand once more. Was that answer really so worth it? "Ah... Perhaps I overdid that... Maybe there's another thing I could do..?" He suggested, though wasn't too hopeful that Francis would change their deal now that it had been proposed. When the older nation already began to suggest things for him to do, he glared at the other. "Oi! How can I be sure you'll actually tell me, and that you're not going to just 'forget' about it at the end of the day?" He questioned, not trusting France. Looking from the child to North Korea, he blinked. "Huh..? Oh, ah..." Sighing, he decided to give in, not for Francis, but for the capital. "You may help... Though I'm not a stranger when it comes to tea, even asian varieties." He admitted, having spent a good amount of time in Asia thanks to how much traveling and colonizing he'd done over the centuries.

[+Reckless+]

(it is my awsome twin sister!!!

yes, pitty he's not. but im sure france will tell him all about it later XD i'm still waiting for Hong Kong to reply for Sicily...)

[-Forever&Always-]

North Korea nodded, "Ok, then this wouldn't be to hard." she said. 'At least I know you can't mess up tea...' she though to herself. "You know the ingredients right? And how to make it?"

Pyongyang giggled happily, "Thank you, Mr. England!~" she said.