Germany X Reader: Children to Adults
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 __________."
"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."
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."