omg XD

*is forty additional minutes late*

ahh ok how um
'nsfw'
do you want this

um

(that was so hard to ask um)

(cuz i can make this all cootzy fluff and i can take it downtown. and when i mean downtown, honey, i mean DDOOOOWNTOWWN)

innsssssssssidk

idk

i mean

you know what yaoi is

that is a freakin stoopid queation

fluff

my definition of fluff is so scary

(imma start b/c i have plot. Actually this might get raely gay tbh)

(whoops)

(ok b/c im bad at starting)

(if you dont like just fluff, get into the shower)

(OH NO THAT SOUNDED BAD)

(what is innocence)

(CAN YOU NOT)

(who are you)

(I AM ME WHO ARE YOU)

(the thing that ate shotaryen)

(run)

(whoops)

(um)

(im sorry that sounded weird dun judge. also i habent splept for a while so spelling may be off jaja)

Lukas: *sitting on couch in house next to baby brodr reading 'a wrinkle in time'*

(and now you say something jaja)

(ur rping with shotaryen who is currently inside the beelly of the beast. Lets call him Mango for now. idk)

(yes. If norway is an old man 'o iceland, then he is nothing more than a theoretical flying sp3rm.
-a quote from my good irl friend who is following you on tumblr. dont talk to them. they attract the french and australians. So they will either attract you a lot, or not at all. Your choise if you want to approuch them.)

(no normal ages. Im not that much of a sicko. My first lemon was because THEY READ IT TO ME AND I WAS CRYING AND SCARED. but then i liked it. honk. :o)

(ach no. normal ages. i do not nope im scares. nuu)

Norway: *without looking up* no.

(they read colony america x father uk out loud to me so i don like parent x child ships eww sry no. one thing i dun ship)

Norway: *slightly looks up, but just barely* hmm. ok.

Norway: *puts book down, followed by a sigh* Where was the last place you saw the bir-.. you saw 'him'?

Norway: *confused* Us? I got no coffee. Did you just make it?

*was too sucked into book to notice*

Nor: I-I.... Why?? That thing is hyper enough.

Nor: No. Let's look for you bird. *gets up* And, that is probably the reason it flew away-- too much caffine. *recalls many-a-time when self was drink roo much cooffeec*

(Norway: England... *shoots out of tree with witchcraft* that didnt happen)

Nor: There... there was an evil... catipilar... ja.. in that.. tree.

Anyways, let's look for that bird.

Nor: So.. Canada..
Do you want to go to Canada? Can't we just wait for him to come back? I want to read. Plus what if the coffee Matthew has is bad.

Nor: Well.. You can stay in here.

(i was drawing coffee like a good lille norge)

nor: *sits back down and opens book again* Well? *looks up* Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to sit down?

nor: *freaks out on the inside, then wraps arm around Emil*
Jeg elsker dig, lille bror.

Nor: Nej. Jeg /ELSKER/ jeg. *stares at Emil, almost a glare*

(I have 5 language books. I need more)

(for now imma stick to enska/english because norwegians pick french as their second language for the most part other than english so ja)

Nor: *continues reading* *moves closer to Emil*

(or should I say catapillers his way over??

wait do you use inches as a term for like 'he inched his way over'? nope haha america the stupid-ful)

nor: *silence*...................... I mean something by it, or else I wouldn't have said it.

*InChEs closer*

Nor: Ja? What is it?

Nor: ... *grabs Emil's face* Ok. *kisses him*

(and cue a nosebleed for a certain catapillar)

(i drew a face)

Nor: Hmm? What was that? *strokes Emil's hair*

(my nose blood loss a lots)

(and suddenly denmark. jk no)

Nor: You're so cute when you are flustered *continues petting*

(i feel like its going to be: then suddenly puffins. puffins everywhere)

Nor: Don't be ignorant. You are cute and there's nothing you can do about it. And it's probably because you're related to me.

(barfs)

(im thinking hold on but in the meantime i drew somefin)

nor: (I cant think so here) *deeply kisses*

Nor: *tightly holds in a (polar) bear hug* Ok then *smooochity-smootch-smootch*

(also i wrote a very origainl storee called 'tah very thirsty catapirrar.' pls raed it i work very haard)

Nor: *reaches hand to tug on Emil's bow, loosening it slightly*

(my blood loss)

Nor: *Pulls away from Emil, tugging bow off completely, biting lip* ahh//

(the ahh//)

Nor: You should be more confident in your actions, Emil. *mor kesseseses*

Nor: *smiles slightly, but more than usual* There you go. I only like Denmark because of his confidence. I like anyone with confidence. But Sweden became.. well, shy.
But I don't like you. *wispers in ear* I love you.

Nor: Oh. Did I make it akward by mentioning Matthais? Ok so what. How do you think Hong Kong would feel? *much smirk*

Nor: Oh, ja. hehe. You know-We know that if anyone knew, they would need answers. But no one would or should undertand. *shoots goats and catapillars out of tree*

(dont blame you i was sleepy and passed out a second later)

(it pretty much says: don't tell anyone)

(dun tell 'em you aint eaten dun tell 'em. American songs are weird.. I wonder What type of music you listen to??)