Lukas sat over in the corner of the art room, doodling in his notebook. The pages were filed with mystical beings. It was his favorite way to spend a class period, drawing. He was pretty good but outshined by the Vargas twins Feliciano and Lovino, Gauken Hetalia's artists.

"Lukas! Help!" the Norwegian turned to where Mathias was laying on the floor, covered in pink paint. The dane smiled in a cheesy manor and Lukas couldn't help but chuckle quietly. He went over to the sink and grabbed a wet towel and brought it to his clumsy friend.

"Help me clean this stuff off after class." Mathias said when the pain was off his face. His normally spiked hair was now flattened and has hardening pink paint. Lukas nodded.

"Amazing!" The teacher yelled. The class looked over to where Feliciano had painted a large picture of an italian landmark.

"Your's is better." Mathias whispered. Lukas had painted a very detailed lion. But he shook his head.

"it's not that good."

"are you kidding me? Look at this!" He held up his painting it was kinda...terrible. Like an 11 year old painted it. No offense to Peter.

"You can not tell me your's is not good." The bell rang and the two boys went into the bathroom.

"Put your head down." Lukas said. Mathias leaned his head into the sink and the water was turned on. Lukas rubbed all the paint off of the blonde hair and turned the water off.

"Thanks! Owe you one!" Mathias said, putting his head under a hand dryer. Lukas smiled at his silliness. He always entertained the other.

"You owe me a few."

"You're right!" They walked out of the bathroom, Mathias' hair spiking back up to its natural position, but still looking damp.

"What happened to him?" Emil asked walking over to them. It was lunch time and the Nordics club sat together.

"Paint spill." Lukas replied to his brother.

"How?"

"Well i was trying to get the red paint for my picture but i knocked the pink paint and it was opened so it spilled on my head." Mathias said. Emil chuckled.

"Way to go." They met up with Berwald and Tino at the table after getting their lunch.

"You need to eat more." Mathias said to Lukas who only had a bag of chips.

"You need to eat less. He replied.

"Hey! I can eat as much as i want!"

"You're going to get fat!" Tino piped in.

"Well, i'll cross that bridge when i get there!" Lukas had taken out his sketch book and continued a drawing he had been working on the past few weeks. It was of his 3 friends and brother.

"Hey!" Mathias exclaimed as Emil stole a fry from his plate.

"Oh shut up. You have enough food. Me and Lukas don't have much money." The older brother turned slightly away in embarrassment. It wasn't their fault they had no money really, they had no parents to pay for them. It was a tragic story about what happened but the two had gotten over it.

Lukas had one job to get the money for them to live on. He was a waiter at a local popular restaurant when the owner knew of the boy's problem, and helped them out. Basically meaning Lukas has a slightly larger pay than the other employees, and both brothers get a free meal each night. It was a really generous offer for them.

"Hey." Mathias whispered to his friend. "Don't be embarrassed. It's ok. Everyone goes through hard times." The other nordics didn't know about their lives.

"If you want, you can have some of my food at lunch." Lukas turned to the other.

"It's ok. But let Emil." He went back to his drawing. Mathias smiled.

"Here." he passed the tray to the Emil who smiled and thanked him. Oh and just to add this in, Berwald is at the table. He's just silent like always. The bell rang and the nordics all off.

"So Lukas. If your family ever wants to come for dinner you can. My mom always make extra!" Mathias said.

"Please don't do this. It wouldn't matter if we had more money. I'm just not hungry."

"Ok sorry. I just worry about my best friend." Mathias said putting an arm around the shorter man.

"Were fine." He lied.