Literally. The. Longest. Car. Ride. Of. My. LIFE!
On the way back from the airport I wished I was bring back a sack of dead bodies, not four boys from different countries all shoved into a truck for two and a half painful hours. The goofy American called shot gun and after about waisting fifteen minutes with the Brit helping me to drill into his thick skull that in Australia we drive on the left hand side, we finally left the car park; Alfred really isn't helping out his country's stereotypes. When we finally did leave the airport about half an hour into the ride back home I learnt that Frenchie and the Pommy weren't exactly... Um... I can't find a word that suits so let me describe it another way; it's like they were re-acting out the One Hundred Year long war in the backseat! So naturally once the bickering, biting, slapping, hair pulling, insults, spitting and everything else finally drove me up the wall and remember that I'm driving with the sun going down, I did the most responsible thing I could do; I put a Canadian in between the two. Truth be told I felt bad for Matthew, but I was so close to abandoning them in Russell and setting the ute on fire while walking away like I was in a Michael Bay movie, but I could never do that; Russell is my baby. Don't go around thinking that Matthew was completely innocent on the ride back home either, every signal time we drove past roadkill his eyes watered up and he insisted that we would have some sort of a weird 'funeral' for each corpse. Granted that it was all the boys first time seeing kangaroos, Australian possums and the occasional wombat, but they saw the dead and half eaten version of the animals; I would have honestly liked them to see the animals alive before we played 'CSI detective' and tried to identify the roadkill. When we finally did arrive home it was something roughly past 10pm, which meant that we were over two hours late and we had school in the morning; good news though, my sister was asleep so I didn't need to explain who these four dudes were, at least not until the morning.

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"FROG! GET OUTTA HERE FREAK! SAGA HELP! THERE'S A FROG!" Yelling travelled throughout the whole house and sounded very girly.

I flung my head straight up from the pillow which it was smothered in just seconds earlier and stared at the wall trying to focus my eyes while I was propped up on my elbows that were sinking into the mattress. Frog? Was that girl trippin' again? I told her to stop collecting those strange looking mushrooms. Wait! Frog! I kicked myself up onto my knees and chucked by body weight to the edge of the bed so I could do some sort of a cool side parkour body flip; I failed epically. Doesn't matter though, no one was watching and I got straight onto my feet in no time. The only thing that made sense about my sister's cowardly screams must have been that she discovered that French guy she didn't know I had, funny thing is that they don't know about her either; they should be crying out in fear over her as well. As I neared were the screaming was coming from I noticed that the toilet door was open; oh please don't tell me that the French are as pervy as they are stereotyped to be.

"No need to fear! The calvary is here!" I posed in front of the open bathroom door holding out my hands like a gun pointing at the roof.

"Saga, the fact that you used the word calvary wrong is why you suck at history." The annoyed girl rolled her eyes at me after she said that.

I dropped the pose and took on a more normal stance,"Okay, so what is the problem, you finally met the Frenchie or did you just feel like screamin'?" Smirking,"And you know how much I love suckin' things."

She scrolled up her face and gaged,"Gross Saga, it's too early for your sick humor. And there is a frog in the toilet!"

I snickered as I pushed past her and looked into the toilet; oh, there was a frog! I pulled the frog out of the toilet holding it in the palm of my hand and giggled down at it.

"Wanna give Kermit a smooch or will it be your first kiss?" I held the frog up to the disgusted girl's face.

She snarled back at me,"You said you like sucking, so suck that toilet swimming mucus covered thing!"

My eyes lifted up as I saw a confused figure standing behind Little Miss Grumpy and then looked down back at her with a smirk,"Sure, as long as I get to choose the frog..."

She looked at me with utter confusion as I placed the green tree frog on the open window cell to let it hop away, then I shoved past her and stood next to another 'frog'.

She frantically pointed at the person standing next to me,"Who's that!?!"

Snickering,"This is the frog I chose; okay should we do it here or met ya in my room in 5?"

Francis was just as confused as Louise, however he was picking up on what I was asking and had a small smirk on his face.

Francis pushed me up against the hallway wall and leaned in,"Mon amour (my love), if it is what your body wishes, I feel honoured."

I looked into his eyes and quickly realised that his eyes were glazed in something I didn't mean to trigger, I thought he was playing along.

"Get off my sister! French guy!" Louise yelled out while standing frozen.

A stampede of feet rained through the house and came to a grinding holt as they saw what was happening, all still dressed in their sleepwear. Amy Lee was even more shocked and sent me a dirty look; yeah, to be honest it kinda did look like I had snuck four attractive guys in last night and had 'fun' if anyone catches ma drift.

"What are you doing you wanker!" The vicious Brit practically propelled himself at the Frenchman, yanking him away from me while tugging on his ear.

"Lâchez-moi Brit stupide! (Let go of me stupid Brit)" he cried out in his native tongue.

Alfred looked at me,"Who is this?"

Louise raised an eyebrow at me,"Who are they, introduce us."

Arthur let go of Francis's ear, they both wanted to know too, while Matthew stood there patiently waiting for an answer too.

Rubbing my hands together and smiling,"Well basically these four are the reason why dad went on his sudden fishin' trip to Tas, so surprise! We now have a yank, a frozen yank, a pommy and a frog for a whole month! Isn't this way better than gettin' a puppy!?!"

She gave me a death stare and then glared at them,"So you picked up a bunch of foreign tourists?"

I playfully rolled my eyes at her,"Pfft! No! These are Burnie's relies and sense he is outta town for the next month I decided to do a good deed."

Arthur cleared his throat,"So it is just the six of us, with no adult super vision?"

I swung my arm playfully and sarcastically,"Si! Except you all have me to supervise y'all, lucky me! I got a thirteen year old girl and four foreign boys to take responsibility of!"

Matthew mumbled under his breath,"Aren't you our age?"

I saluted him,"Yes captain, I am indeed am!"

He blushed as soon as I called him captain; hmm, maybe I should mess with that Canadian rather often, his reaction was just so cute and innocent, AKA something I'm not.

I pointed to my sister,"Okay, see this creature, yeah she is my little sister and her name is Lucifer. If any of you touch her or threaten her innocent eyes with something stupid like streaking around the house, I will personally neuter you on the spot. So if you value your family jewels, know your limits, got it?"

As if on cue their hands slid down towards their crutches and covered up their vital area, with fear rattling around on there faces.

I walked away almost laughing in a psychotic manner,"Look in the closet in your room that you'll are staying in, there should be four sets of uniforms, go get ready for school!"

Arthur blankly stared at Louise,"Your name surely isn't Lucifer?"

Louise sighed,"Saga has never called me by my real name, she claims that she just doesn't remember it, I'm Louise."

"Was she kidding about that threat!?!" Alfred butted in before Arthur was able to introduce himself.

"She is deadly serious, trust me." Louise looked at him with sad eyes and then walked away.

Matthew mumbled to himself ,"What have we gotten ourselves into?"

"BOYS, I'LL GET THE SCISSORS IF YOUR NOT GETTIN' DRESSED! NONE OF YOU'LL BE BOYS IN A MINUTE!" My voice was carried throughout the whole house, dripping in a toxic venom.

Within seconds the foreigners scattered faster than ants in a rainstorm, stomping over each other to reach our dad's room which I set up yesterday for them all to sleep in.

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This actually a rather funny chapter in my opinion, I had a lot of fun planning and writing it.

Thank you for reading!

~BlueTimeFly