The Merry Misadventures of Poland and Lithuania
A/N:Okay! So I was bored and decided this would be fun! It's not really a yaoi fic... more like a series of one-shots that are all kind of stupid.
Lithuania: How could you do this to me...
A/N: So I'll be starting with prompts I thought up and you can request situations. First prompt is...*drum roll* Toris is working on a farm and brings Feliks to help... but Feliks is in for an unexpected surprise.
Chapter 1: The not so funny farm
Toris didn't mind working on the farm. The fresh air was nice and being outdoors in the sun always felt good. He would go on his own almost once a week just to escape Feliks, but today he figured he'd bring the annoying blonde to help out. "Wow Liet! I can't believe you're taking me to work with you! I've like, always wanted to go to a farm. Does the farm have ponies?" Poland asked exitedly.
The brunette sighed and parked the car he had been driving by the barn. "Yeah. We can go see the ponies when we're done," Toris explained, "Today we have to milk the cows, weed the farmer's flowerbed, and then check the tomatos."
With a squeel, Feliks jumped out of the car and put on his pink cow boy hat. For his farm debut he was wearing brown cowboy boots, a short red skirt, and an annoyingly girly t-shirt. Not the best things to wear on a farm, but it didn't matter. Maybe this would make the Pol go away. Lithuania was more sensible and wore a pair of old jeans, a long-sleeved tan shirt, and a baseball hat. He shut off his car and led his skirt-clad friend to the cow barn. "Okay Feliks... This farm only has 4 cows so we each have to milk two. We're doing it by hand so you'll have to wear these gloves." Lithuania stated throwing a pair of plastic gloves to the girly thing.
He grabbed a stool and a bucket and sat next to a cow, showing Feliks how to milk properly. He could swear he saw the boy dry heave when he tried to grab the udder. "Liet... This is really wierd, you know? It feels kinda gross." Feliks said.
It seemed that the blonde was squeemish. Then again, most people feel awkward touching what would be a cow's boobs. Lithuania finished milking in record time and watched as Feliks whined his way through the last cow.
After they were done with the cows they walked closer to the farmer's house. He hadn't weeded the flowerbed in a while so today it would take a little longer. Toris crouched down in the dirt and began to pull at the weeds, reaching for a trowel to get to the roots. On the other end of the spectrum, Feliks was standing up bending over and trying his hardest to pull out a weed. Sadly he just ripped of the leaves and ended up digging through the dirt to find the roots and pulled again. "Liet! It won't come out!" He whined.
"Then why don't you go through the tomato field and count how many plants have ripe tomatos. The ripe ones are red." Lithuania replied, ripping out another weed.
He weeded in silence for another hour and was finally finished. While it was quiet he had a chance to think. After we're done I'll take Feliks out for dinner. But we'll have to clean up first. Toris loved to make people happy. Even if the people he makes happy are annoying crossdressing blondes. He went to the car to get a water bottle for himself and one for Poland. It was a little hot out, but if all worked out they'd be done in another hour. Then he would be forced to take his friend to look at the ponies.
He made his way to see a familiar face. The only difference was that Poland had thrown his hat on the ground and was sitting next to it. His skirt was muddy and his legs were scratched and dirty. "I quit Liet! I totally wrecked my clothes, I'm tired, and I just want to go home!" He yelled, then put his head in his hands and started to cry.
Lithuania looked at his own clothes and saw he was muddy himself. That's just what happens when you work outside. "Did you count the tomato plants?" Toris inquired.
"Yes, but does it really, like matter! They were all ripe! I just want to go!" Feliks screamed in reply.
The brunette sat next to his friend and handed him the water bottle. Feliks took it and drank, still crying. "Do you want to go see the ponies now?"
Poland nodded and wiped away a stray tear. Then he grabbed onto the Lithuanian's hand and grinned childishly. Liet led the boy towards the pasture and pointed to the ponies. "Thanks for taking me with you Liet. I guess the day wasn't totally bad." Poland stated.
As they got back into Toris' car they both smiled. "I'll bring you to your house so you can clean up, okay Feliks?" Lithuania asked, "Then I was thinking we could use our pay for the day and get a pizza or something to eat."
Feliks' green eyes sprakled and he hugged Toris, trying not to bump the wheel and send them off the road. "Thank you so much Liet! You are totally the best friend ever."
Toris knew his plan to get rid of Poland had failed, but it was nice to be told he was someone's best friend. Maybe next time he would take Feliks to the farm again. After all, it was a good excuse to hang out.