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Anyway, this is my secret Santa gift for BunniUsa-Chan. I'm sorry this is so late!
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Germany X Reader: Children to Adults
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You stared right into your American best friend's blue eyes with a straight face and he stared right back into your (e/c) ones, copying your expression. You leaned forward a bit in your chair, determined to win. Everyone in the class was watching, circled around the two of you. Apparently this was a big deal, sitting like this for a minute and a half. It didn't scare you, you were used to being under pressure like this, and so was Alfred.
Yes. You and Alfred were having a staring contest. In the beginning of class. When you were supposed to be learning about spelling.
Seeing this, Mr. Kirkland sighed. He himself had been watching, but only because no one would listen to him. He had tried numerous threats like lunch, after school detention, card flips, and point deductions, but no one wanted to miss the result of this. Elementary school teacher... not exactly the best job.
"Give up __________, you're never going to win against the hero!" Alfred sounded pretty confident in his voice, of course, being 'the hero' gave him a boost of some sort.
"No way. I will win," You replied, obviously confident yourself.
The competition trudged on. The kids around you two whispered to each other and started talking about who would win again, not like they didn't talk about it in the beginning when they first gathered around to watch.
One of the classmates spoke to Mr. Kirkland, and everyone could hear it. "Ven are ve actually going to start learning somezing?"
Mr. Kirkland sighed. "I wish I could tell you Ludwig... I wish I could. These two are too caught up in their little game, and it's attracting the whole class."
Alfred leaned in too, now you guys were head to head. Alfred grew a confident smile, knowing that you didn't like touching people's heads to your own.
You started leaning back, and Alfred left his head there, his smile going away.
Soon, he moved his head back too, keeping his eyes glued to yours.
"Ready to give up yet __________?"
"No. Are you?"
"Never. The hero always wins."
Mr. Kirkland slammed a ruler down onto the desk in front of him, successfully drawing everyone's attention except for your's and Alfred's. "Everyone get back to your seat now. We don't have time to dilly dally with a stupid staring contest. We have a spelling test on Friday, which is in 2 days, so you might want to pay attention."
Everyone gave in and went to their seats but you and Alfred, considering you guys were in your seats.
Mr. Kirkland noticed that you two hadn't stopped and sighed. "Alfred and __________, please pay attention to the whiteboard."
You and Alfred kept going, ignoring what Mr. Kirkland had told you guys to do.
"Alfred and __________, pay attention." Mr. Kirkland's voice raised slightly, but it didn't work. "Alfred and __________."
Didn't work.
"Alfred and __________." His voice raised again. He sighed again and walked over to his desk, picking up the phone. He punched in a few numbers and waited for a few seconds. "Yes, hello, this is Mr. Kirkland, room A7, I have a pair of children who won't stop having a staring contest... No, they just won't listen to me, it's like I'm not even there!... Yes I have... I've tried that too... Ah, yes their names, I'm sure you'll recognize them, Alfred Jones and __________ __________... Thank you love... Goodbye."
Everyone's eyes, except for your's and Alfred's, followed Mr. Kirkland until he reached the front of the room once again. "Okay class, lets get started for today."
Germany X Reader: Children to Adults
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You stared right into your American best friend's blue eyes with a straight face and he stared right back into your (e/c) ones, copying your expression. You leaned forward a bit in your chair, determined to win. Everyone in the class was watching, circled around the two of you. Apparently this was a big deal, sitting like this for a minute and a half. It didn't scare you, you were used to being under pressure like this, and so was Alfred.
Yes. You and Alfred were having a staring contest. In the beginning of class. When you were supposed to be learning about spelling.
Seeing this, Mr. Kirkland sighed. He himself had been watching, but only because no one would listen to him. He had tried numerous threats like lunch, after school detention, card flips, and point deductions, but no one wanted to miss the result of this. Elementary school teacher... not exactly the best job.
"Give up __________, you're never going to win against the hero!" Alfred sounded pretty confident in his voice, of course, being 'the hero' gave him a boost of some sort.
"No way. I will win," You replied, obviously confident yourself.
The competition trudged on. The kids around you two whispered to each other and started talking about who would win again, not like they didn't talk about it in the beginning when they first gathered around to watch.
One of the classmates spoke to Mr. Kirkland, and everyone could hear it. "Ven are ve actually going to start learning somezing?"
Mr. Kirkland sighed. "I wish I could tell you Ludwig... I wish I could. These two are too caught up in their little game, and it's attracting the whole class."
Alfred leaned in too, now you guys were head to head. Alfred grew a confident smile, knowing that you didn't like touching people's heads to your own.
You started leaning back, and Alfred left his head there, his smile going away.
Soon, he moved his head back too, keeping his eyes glued to yours.
"Ready to give up yet __________?"
"No. Are you?"
"Never. The hero always wins."
Mr. Kirkland slammed a ruler down onto the desk in front of him, successfully drawing everyone's attention except for your's and Alfred's. "Everyone get back to your seat now. We don't have time to dilly dally with a stupid staring contest. We have a spelling test on Friday, which is in 2 days, so you might want to pay attention."
Everyone gave in and went to their seats but you and Alfred, considering you guys were in your seats.
Mr. Kirkland noticed that you two hadn't stopped and sighed. "Alfred and __________, please pay attention to the whiteboard."
You and Alfred kept going, ignoring what Mr. Kirkland had told you guys to do.
"Alfred and __________, pay attention." Mr. Kirkland's voice raised slightly, but it didn't work. "Alfred and __________."
Didn't work.
"Alfred and __________." His voice raised again. He sighed again and walked over to his desk, picking up the phone. He punched in a few numbers and waited for a few seconds. "Yes, hello, this is Mr. Kirkland, room A7, I have a pair of children who won't stop having a staring contest... No, they just won't listen to me, it's like I'm not even there!... Yes I have... I've tried that too... Ah, yes their names, I'm sure you'll recognize them, Alfred Jones and __________ __________... Thank you love... Goodbye."
Everyone's eyes, except for your's and Alfred's, followed Mr. Kirkland until he reached the front of the room once again. "Okay class, lets get started for today."
A few minutes later, a woman with Brunette curly hair, a light blue V-neck t-shirt, and black heels walked in to the classroom, catching Mr. Kirkland's eye. "Well hello Mrs. Patricia, they are right there." Mr. Kirkland pointed to you and Alfred, and everyone’s eyes followed the teacher’s finger.
“Thanks,” she replied simply. She stood at the door simply and then moved towards the two of you. She snapped her fingers in front of your face, then Alfred’s. She ruffled Alfred’s hair, then yours. After a few more attempts at the snapping, she turned around to Mr. Kirkland. “Do you happen to have a ruler, Mr. Kirkland?”
Mr. Kirkland walked to Mrs. Patricia and handed her a ruler, then walked back to his previous spot.
Mrs. Patricia snapped again, and then slammed the ruler on Alfred’s desk.
No movement from either of you.
She tried again, to no appeal. She tapped on your shoulder.
“Hi,” you said. Your eye contact with Alfred remained.
Mrs. Patricia smiled. “Don’t you think you should be paying attention to Mr. Kirkland and prepare for your test soon?”
You stayed silent and continued the contest with Alfred.
Mrs. Patricia pinched her nose and grabbed your hand, then Alfred’s. “You’re both going to come with me, alright?”
You both stayed silent and as still as a statue.
Mrs. Patricia sighed and let go of both of your guys’ hands. She then pulled out your chair, then Alfred’s, who scooted right back in, not breaking eye contact.
She pulled out Alfred’s chair again.
Alfred scooted back in, causing the classroom to laugh.
She tried again.
Alfred scooted in again.
The class laughed again.
Mrs. Patricia tried one more time, and Alfred didn't scoot back in. She grabbed both yours and Alfred’s again hand and led you guys out of the room. “Carry on,” she said as she left with the two of you.
She dragged you and Alfred down the hall of your school, a bit of steam coming out of her head.
You and Alfred continued the staring contest as you guys were being dragged by Mrs. Patricia, but she didn't notice.
Soon you guys were in the front office and seated in some red chairs, still staring in each other’s eyes, waiting for the principal to call you two in.
“__________ __________ and Alfred Jones, please come into the principal’s office.”
You two stood up simultaneously and walked into the principal’s office, somehow not bumping into anything on the way. You both sat down, not breaking eye contact.
However, that was years ago. Now, you and Alfred had moved on to High School and are placed in the same situation once again, seeing as how it ended up last time.
"Miss __________, Mr. Jones, please pay attention." The principal had tried multiple times to get your attention, but it didn't work. "Please pay attention to what I am saying!"
You and Alfred didn't move from your positions, but instead spoke simultaneously. "Yeah, I'm listening."
The principal sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "I'm asking you two to pay attention, not just listen!"
No effect took a toll.
Let's do a little bit of time travel in a TARDIS (anyone get it?) and go into the future.
~A bit of time travel in a TARDIS later~
Ah, there you were, sitting with the principal of the elementary school you once went to, but the principal was your former classmate, Ludwig. You were both in his office, and you were looking down, obviously sad and regretful, but not as a student, but as a parent. Let's see what happens shall we~?
~The camera zooms in on the two people sitting in the office~
You lifted up your head and looked into the German principal's eyes, somewhat blushing. "I'm sorry for my son's actions Mr. Beilschmidt. I had no idea he could do such things."
Mr. Beilschmidt pushed his glasses up his nose. "You should be. He cut through a desk with a knife zat he brought behind your back. Zat is a total of $200 in fines you now owe ze school. Your child vill also be expelled for not only ruining ze school's property, but for bringing a weapon on campus."
However, that was years ago. Now, you and Alfred had moved on to High School and are placed in the same situation once again, seeing as how it ended up last time.
"Miss __________, Mr. Jones, please pay attention." The principal had tried multiple times to get your attention, but it didn't work. "Please pay attention to what I am saying!"
You and Alfred didn't move from your positions, but instead spoke simultaneously. "Yeah, I'm listening."
The principal sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "I'm asking you two to pay attention, not just listen!"
No effect took a toll.
Let's do a little bit of time travel in a TARDIS (anyone get it?) and go into the future.
~A bit of time travel in a TARDIS later~
Ah, there you were, sitting with the principal of the elementary school you once went to, but the principal was your former classmate, Ludwig. You were both in his office, and you were looking down, obviously sad and regretful, but not as a student, but as a parent. Let's see what happens shall we~?
~The camera zooms in on the two people sitting in the office~
You lifted up your head and looked into the German principal's eyes, somewhat blushing. "I'm sorry for my son's actions Mr. Beilschmidt. I had no idea he could do such things."
Mr. Beilschmidt pushed his glasses up his nose. "You should be. He cut through a desk with a knife zat he brought behind your back. Zat is a total of $200 in fines you now owe ze school. Your child vill also be expelled for not only ruining ze school's property, but for bringing a weapon on campus."
"I'm sorry sir. It won't happen again. Please don't expel my son, he doesn't need to go to another school, he shouldn't have to go through meeting new friends again."
"You're vorried about his friendships?! Miss __________, you should be more vorried about his constant school hopping und his actions."
"I am, but I can't discipline him enough, no matter how hard I punish him, it never has a effect on him."
Mr. Beilschmidt exhaled out of exhaustion. "I vill talk to your son about his actions und further disciplinary actions."
You looked up at the man. "Thank you sir. He won't do anything this bad again. And I'll also pay the school back as soon as possible."
"Zank you Miss __________. If you could please escort yourself out, I have business to take care of." The man pulled out a packet of paper and started flipping through it.
"Of course." You stood up and walked over to the door, but before you could open it, there was one thing you had to ask. "Mr. Beilschmidt."
He looked up at you. "Ja?"
You blushed again. "Would you mind... Would you like to have dinner at my house on Saturday? I don't have my son, so he shouldn't be a problem." You smiled.
Mr. Beilschmidt smiled at you. "Zat would be nice."
You smile grew bigger. "Is 7pm okay, Mr. Beilschmidt?"
"Ja. Und, Miss __________, you can," He blushed as he continued, "call me Ludwig."
You giggled at his nervousness, not that you had any room to laugh though. "Okay. I will see you then, Ludwig." You opened the door and left his office.
My first name is Patricia xDD
sorry (._.)
That was a nice story! Though the plot kinda jumped around. The ending was also ended in an unclear way...
And there is no part 2, it was a VERY late Secret Santa. I'm sorry.