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whowantspasta:

World Academy: Okay for the week of the 16th we will have 2p week

mundiacademy:

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All the characters are their second player versions. If there are “official” versions of the 2p characters try to be a bit more creative.

((I…

((oh, okay :) thanks))

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mundiacademy:

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mundiacademy:

All the characters are their second player versions. If there are “official” versions of the 2p characters try to be a bit more creative.

((I don’t think I understand what you mean *confused*))

So I guess you are one of the few who has missed the 2p…

((I think I sorta understand. Do you mean, for me, something like an evil Italy or Fem! Italy?))

(Source: medellahospital)

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“Mr. Edelstein!!!!” Hugs Roderich very tightly, smiling wildly.

We are on school grounds! Do not hug me. *pushes away but gives a pat* there now unhand me.

“Vee~ It’s so good to see you! How’s miss Hungary??” He looks at Mr. Edelstein with excitement in his voice.

“I’m working on a project riiight now. It big and huge!” He moved his arms to make a large circle. “What have you been up to lately?”

“Oh I hope you do wonderfully, Feliciano.” He was sincere about that as he did enjoy when the students passed. After all the reflected the teachers and the school. “I’ve been coming up with a mid term. It’s been quite a hassle, as I don’t know what to make my music students do.” 

“You could just give us a hard piece to practice at home and see how well we do it when we all play together” He looked through some music on the table

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“Mr. Edelstein!!!!” Hugs Roderich very tightly, smiling wildly.

We are on school grounds! Do not hug me. *pushes away but gives a pat* there now unhand me.

“Vee~ It’s so good to see you! How’s miss Hungary??” He looks at Mr. Edelstein with excitement in his voice.

“I’m working on a project riiight now. It big and huge!” He moved his arms to make a large circle. “What have you been up to lately?”

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Feliciano sat on a stool in one of the classrooms. He was mixing paints together to get different colors and mixing a bowl of various ingredients for paper mache.

“Now how am I going to start this?” He said out loud, trying to think of what should be…

Erin shook his head, laughing a bit. “Easy there!” he stood, wiping some of the frosting off of his face. How had he managed to drop a cupcake on his face? He tuck the toy under his arm, patting his shoulder. “S’alright mate, no harm no foul, yeah? I ain’t gonna hurt ye!”

 ”Vee?” Feliciano looked up at him, still a bit worried. “Th-thank you,” he continued to pick up his stuff. “Um, I don’t think I’ve seen you before. What’s your name? I’m Feliciano Vargas,” he held out his hand as he stood up.

Erin went to take his hand, but stopped a moment, wiping the frosting off on his pants before giving the Italian’s hand a hearty shake. “Name’s Erin.” he greet, grinning widely. He blinked. “Vargas? You Lovino’s brother ‘r somethin’?”

“Si! In fact, he’s my twin brother. Although he’sa older than me by a few minutes. Nice to meet you. Um, sorry about knocking you over. Is there’a anything I can do?” He looked at Erin still a bit worried. ‘Maybe I should listen to Ludwig and stop running the halls’ he thought to himself. “Y’see, I was’a just on my way to my dorm to grab an exercise ball for a project.”

Erin nodded. “Ha, now that I think ‘bout it: It’s pretty obvious.” He laughed in spite of himself. “S’probably ‘cause ye didn’t start cussin’ up a storm like yer brother woulda.” he chuckled. Swearing didn’t bother him, actually, but it was kind of amusing, how often the older Vargas swore. He cocked his head. “Exercise ball? What fer?” 

Feliciano smiled brightly, “It’s a project I’ma doing for Global Studies! I was’a so excited that I just dashed off down the halls and that got us here. And yeah, my brother can get kinda mean. He’s scary at times.” He shuddered just thinking about his brother’s cursing and yelling habits.

Erin blinked, and made a bit of a face. “Aw, yer takin’ Global Studies? That’s me brother’s class! Is he as shitty a teacher as he is a brother?” he asked, jabbig harshly at the man. He laughed a bit. “Scary? Naw, I don’t think Lovino could be scary.” he shook his head a bit. Cursing was one thing, but actually being scary was another matter entirely.

“No, no. Mr. Kirkland is an amazing teacher! I can follow everything perfectly, and I never getta lost. I didn’t know you two were’a brothers. So that must mean you’re Arthur’s brother too. Mr. Arthur is’a so quiet. That is, when he isn’t fighting with Mr. Bonnefoy,” he began laughing a bit as he walked down the hall with Erin. “so what classes do you take?”

“There’s a shocker.” he rolled his eyes. His brother was an ass, be he a good teacher or not. He nodded. “Aye, Arthur’s a grouch. N’ he an Franny don’t see eye-te-eye very well.” he fell into step beside him. He was only heading to his dorm, anyway. “M’ takin’, French, Orchestra, Spanish, English, though I hate that class, Agriculture and Mythology.”

“Vee, so we have at least one class together! I’ma so happy” He bounced up and down “oh, this is where I turn. My dorm’sa right down here” Feliciano pointed down a corridor