Disclaimer: Oh COME ON! I didn't own Hetalia in the last story, and I don't own it now!
Lithuania frowned, glancing at his watch impatiently and feeling a twitch of annoyance. Why wouldn't he just hurry up?
"I'm, like, sorry! One minute!" a girlish voice squeaked from inside.
"I've been waiting 30…" he hissed while grinding his teeth. He wondered if Poland would mind if he kicked down the door.
His thoughts were interrupted by the slightly flushed man who had finally decided to appear at the door. Poland's smile brightened and he flew at the other nation, pulling him into a tight hug. "Like, you came, Liet!"
Lithuania sighed, just resting his chin on Poland's shoulder. He had lost again. There was no resisting this man's impossible charm.
That was about when Lithuania noticed what Poland was wearing. Feeling a blush rise to his cheeks, Lithuania pushed Poland away to get a better look. "What… What're you…Feliks!"
Poland glanced down almost dismissively at the pink skirt he was wearing, dragging Lithuania inside the apartment. "Like, my coworkers are so going to love you!"
Poland unceremoniously shoved Lithuania onto the couch before swirling away, looking for his high-heels. "I know they're around here somewhere…"
Lithuania blinked. "Didn't I tell you to quit cross-dressing at work?"
The comment went in one ear and was analyzed for a moment—before being tossed out the other ear. Poland shrugged his shoulders under his white blouse, silky blond hair slipping down his shoulders. "I just felt like it," he supplied unhelpfully.
"Poland…" Lithuania growled warningly.
"It's Fela while we're at work, okay?"
Lithuania forced a nod.
"Great!" Poland cheered, wrapping his arm around Lithuania's waist, bumping his hip slightly. Lithuania fought down a blush, but he did finally give in and wrap one arm around Poland's shoulders.
"Fine," He muttered. "…but just because I'm going doesn't mean I have to like it."
Poland just beamed.
Listen, before you start mobbing me and stuff… I was thinking. Since I write ridiculously long chapters, it takes a bit for me to write them. Then I'm a naturally lazy person, so—another few days. And now that I'm really busy with school and stuff it takes a really long time for me to update anything with more than 1,000 words in it. So… what if I just wrote a story mainly dedicated to drabbles? Then, you still get to enjoy reading something, and you also get to know that I'm still alive. If I stop updating this story, it means I either A) (God forbid) have finally stopped writing on FFA, or B) Am dead.
This is my drabbles story. As you can see, this first one is fluff… such a foreign word *shudders*. I'm not one for romance, so this one just came out of the blue. Bottom line: Poland is cross-dressing to work and Lithuania is not happy. I'm not sure if I should continue this one-shot into another chapter, so you get to decide. Also, if you're not happy with the way any of the one-shots ended, you can continue is as a chapter story or another one-shot (with my permission of course). Also I might do favor one-shots for friends, like Phamenia or Jinnia(my sister).
If I get desperate and start running out of ideas, I'll ask you guys for help. If I like it enough I'll even use a reader's ideas now. Now: Read and Review!
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