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Lukas- Norway

Mathias- Denmark

Emil- Iceland

Tino- Finland

'2 pranks in one day.. TWO PRANKS... ONE DAY..'

"NU I WANT BUTTER ON MY TOAST" the Dane ran off with the only jumbo sized tub of butter in the house left and ran off with it midway to Central Europe. The Dane was chased and brought back, lucky to still be alive.

Lukas had to calm down from this morning's chaos. Deciding it was best to have a warm bath he walked into his bedroom. He should have know that, the strong smell of coffee that was coming from the bathroom, wasn't his coffee scented candles. No, it was something that might gave cost the Dane his life. The tub was full and the smell of coffee was the kilo of his best and favourite coffee beans. Floating. In the hot water. There were candles around the bathroom and the Dane was in the tub

"I hear you like coffee, sooo, will you try me now?"

The lamest pick up line and a waste of his favourite coffee. His eye twitched.

"You have exactly 10 seconds to run."

"Wha-OH SHIT"

Let's just say that Mathias had never ran so fast in his life and that poor Lukas had never been more upset in just a long time. It took a hug from Emil and a toast with butter from Tino to stop the angered Norwegian from havering a fit.

Lukas walked into the calm simple blue bedroom he called his own. His steps headed straight for the bookshelf. He paused and looked around as if fearing someone would see him do this. He bit his lower lip and pushed aside a book and then took out a red covered book that didn't have a title on its spine. Once again, he looked around. The silence made him sigh in comfort.

'Where is that spell?...' His mind wondered as his eyes scanned the pages of the spell book concealed in this normal-looking cover. The purple eyes sparkled as he found the spell he was searching. An evil grin graced his face.

'He won't even know what hit him.' The image of a certain Dane in red came into mind. A dark creepy giggle escaped his lips. The thought of the Dane under his wicked spell and begging to be turned back was all too amusing sometimes.

"Lukas?"

Norge shut the book immediately and turned around. 'Speak of the devil.' The cheerful Dane was standing at his door. The big warm smile on his face still made Lukas think of him as the burning sun. Maybe it was wrong of him to think this but, the Danish man's smile made him want to smile back. To forgive his wrong doings and clumsiness. And in those glum days it made Lukas want to hug him for a bit to see if it would melt the ice in his heart.

"Lukas? Hellooo?" The Dane waved his hand in front of his face. With his large blue eyes glancing into his own purple ones. "You ok? You seem out of it?" His voice was laced with sincere concern. His face came closer to Lukas' and smiled tilting his head to the side, like a pup.

Norge flinched back a bit and stood up and sat by his window on a chair. The Dane watched him. He tried to ignore him and looked like he was reading again. "What do you want, Dane?" His voice hid his mischievous intents with usual annoyances or the Dane's presence.

"Uhh well... I kinda want to apologise for earlier. Hehe umm I think I went a bit too far.." The Dane smiled at him apologetically and scratched the back of his own head.

"Really? What part of it went too far? The running away with the only butter left in the house or the bathtub full of coffee that I found you in?" The Dane had been up to his usual antics when he was bored and wished to get his attention.

"That coffee was hard to stir you know. And I did ask you to jump in with me. But uhh yea maybe I went far with both. I bought you more butter and bought you new coffee beans for your coffee machine... A-am I forgiven yet?"

...

"Please?.. Don't be mad with meeeee you know I don't like it when you're upset with meeee." The Dane dared to step closer

...

"Lukas?... Are you listening?"

"...maybe."

"Maybe? To what? Forgiving me or listening?"

"If you want me to forgive you, you know it's going to cost you. And I might be listening you'll never know"

"But I already replaced everything I messed uppp. Pleaseeeee tell me what I have to do now. I'll do anything."

Norge looked up with and arched eyebrow. This would be and even better pay back. The Dane was already on his knees begging. The mischievous glee made his eyes sparkle a bit. The Dane was just staring into those eyes, dazed a bit.

"Anything?"

"Yeah, I swear just don't be angry with me" Lukas took the Dane's tie and pulled it making poor Mathias choke. He stood up and began walking to the door still holding the tie. "Where *choke* we going?"

"Well you said anything so you're going to be my personal servant for as long as I want. Which means you're going to shower in cold water and wear a butler suit until I say so." A dark creepy purple aura surrounded the Norwegian as he walked around the nordic's house.

"Oh my god no." The Dane went a paler shade.

Here you go guys. A light hearted story for you guys to read ^^

Thanks for reading!

||Ame