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Sick School Projects Lukas x Reader ~*~ Just a mild alert: I might make Norway a little out of character here so I'm really sorry about that. –bows down apologetically- ~*~ Ding dong! The doorbell rang the moment you released your hold. You stood in front of a rather large mansion owned by your supposedly partner for your school project, Lukas Bondevik. It's not like you can escape being his partner. You two were the last pair of individuals left in the classroom at that time and you can get what happened next. Ding dong! Ding dong! You've been outside the house for a good ten minutes already and no one from inside cared to answer th

"You didn't." Violet eyes looked disdainfully at the Dane before him, glaring at the pitiful mess he had become. Of all things to do on Christmas Eve, of all days! "I didn't." Mathias repeated, looking lazily up at the voice. Gosh, why did Norge have to be so loud? He still didn't know what he did (or didn't) do. Why did Norge have to be so confusing? His head hurt too much. "You. Spiked. The. Eggnog." Norway practically spat out every word. Who spikes eggnogg!? The practice was apparently more common then he had realized, but still- why must that stupid Dane ruin every day with alcohol? [Name] was here today too, making Norway more tense

"That'll be $ 25.00, miss." The cashier sighed, clearly annoyed by her small job. You ignored her attitude and handed her the requested money. After a few beeping sounds, she stored the money away and wrapped your items up in a small baby blue paper bag. "Have a nice day." Her voice was still as neutral. Despite your quick temper, you inhaled a rather large amount of air and flashed your best smile. "Thank you!" And with that, you walked out the store. A larger grin spread across your face when you thought about what Lukas would think about the gifts you had gotten him. Christmas was right around the corner but you had somehow forgotten a

You let out a long sigh as you exited out of the meeting room “These meeting’s are absolutely pointless…” You made your way down the long corridor “[Name]! [Name]! [Name] [Name] [Name]!” You stop walking and turn around only to be tackled by a large figure “Ow! That hurt Mathias!” You knocked the Dane on the head He had a large grin planted on his mouth, wider than ever. “Guess what I got my hands on~” Now that he said something, you noticed he was holding something behind his back You raised your eyebrows, then furrowed them “What another pastry? Because if it is I&

You were sitting in the bedroom you shared with the three Baltic states. All four of you had been taken over by the large nation of Russia. You've been in Mr. Russia's house the longest, you've endured your fair share of pain and torture. At this moment Mr. Russia was out for the day, he had a meeting with the Allies to discuss battle options and would be back tomorrow. This left you, Toris, Eduard and  Ravis alone in the large mansion for the day. Of course you enjoy the Baltic's company, Ravis was like a little brother to you. Eduard was like the older brother you'd look up to in times of despair. Then there was Toris, he was different. H

You had noticed that Emil had been acting strangely since your last birthday party, which Mathias had thrown for you because he wanted an excuse to drink himself stupid. You had been friends with them, Lukas, Berwald and Tino for a long time ... but you had known Emil since you were both very young. The two of you were inseparable ... best friends, no matter what. Yes, you and Emil argued just like everyone else, but it didn't stop the two of you staying friends. But, as stated earlier, you had noticed that Emil had been acting strangely, so you decided to ask his brother Lukas about it. After all, he knew Emil better than you did. It was har

“Dude that’ll cause permanent brain-damage.” Came Denmark’s concerned remark. You didn’t listen; you continued to bang your head on a table. “You don’t understand Den-Den. I’m totally in love with Berwald but he’s so gay for Tino-chan.” You whined. Denmark sighed. Sweden should have known better. Calling Finland his wife right in front of you wasn’t the best idea. “Well I’m sure he didn’t-.” “Mean it?!?! That’s bull Den-Den and you know it.” Denmark winced at your snappy tone. Denmark had to get to the bottom of this, before you do

 The following morning, you awaken in your hospital bed.  The groggy feeling of the anesthetic had worn off and your mind was clear again after a good night’s sleep.  You see beside you Spain, who was still fast asleep with his head resting on the bed and your hand in his hand.  Carefully you remove your hand from his and gently pet his head, your fingers going through his thick brown hair. “Hmmmm…” you hear a small sigh from him as his eyes blinked open sleepily.  He looks at you and smiles. “Morning, ________,” he greets you happily. “Morning…” you reply back. It was at that moment

 It was just another day at the pet shop, and there you were sitting in front of the mirror. 'A cat? Seriously?' You though, peeved at the fact. You had just got done visiting Greece and awoke to Arthur mumbling something with you in his arms to Hercales. Turns out, as usual, his magic backfired and left you in a feline state. That was two weeks ago and you've still yet to turn human again, or find an owner. You stared at your feline self, wondering where you messed up so badly that karma came back and bit you this hard. Being too drawn into your own appearance and thoughts, you failed to notice when Hercules was showing off the other felin