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It was a few days after finding out about Lukas' curl. "Hey, guess
what we get to do today!" Mathias yelled. The others, Lukas and Emil,
were silent. They had no idea.

"Oh c'mon! Me and LuLu get to babysit Peter!" He continued. It was the
day that little Peter Kirkland would come visit. Too bad Tino and
Bernard were staying at a hotel for vacation. That was okay though.

Britain could be there to drop the child off at the door any moment.
Emil didn't care for the little wanna-be-a-nation boy. In fact, he
hated him. One reason was that Peter expected Emil to do all the work
while he sat back and ate chick peas. Pretty insane, right?

When Britain arrived at the door, Emil casually left out the back one.
Spending time with his puffins would be far more enjoyable than
putting up with Peter Shirkland.

"Aaah! Kirklands!" Mathias cooed as he opened the door. "Yeah yeah, we
know our last name. Just take this little dunce off my hands." Arthur
said as he shoved peter in. "British jerk of jerks!" He retorted.
"Little wanker!" Arthur snapped.

To avoid further argument, Mathias shut the door in Britain's face.
Rude, yes, but also very necessary. If the door wasn't shut, some very
foul language could've easily came out of Arthur's mouth. Sure Peter
probably heard a lot of cursing, but Mathias didn't think it was good
to expose children to that.

"Ya hungry? Thirsty?" Mathias asked the little one. "Something to
drink would be nice, sir!" Peter replied. Mathias got him a melon soda
from the stash that Tino kept for him. "My favorite!" Peter chimed.
Lukas was simply watching. He found Peter very amusing.

"Come on little buddy! Let's watch some cartoons!" Mathias said as he
scooped up the little British boy. He sat on the couch, but realized
Lukas' head was right in front of the screen.

"Can ya move?" he asked. Lukas nodded and walked over to the seat next
to Dan. His expression was monotone. Typical. "Aww c'mon Norgie! You
gotta smile for the kid" Dan begged. Lukas didn't want to smile. He only smiled around certain people, and
neither Mathias nor Peter were one of those people. "Nej" He simply
stated.

"Do you wanna make uncle Lukie smile?" Mathias asked Peter. Peter
nodded and grinned widely. Both of them gave Lukas an evil smirk, as if
they both had the same idea. Lukas was tempted to leave, but what
could they possibly do? Tell blonde jokes?

Instead, Mathias put Peter down and grabbed Lukas in a hug. "Let me
down, idiot!" he fussed. "Somebody's being defiant today. We'll have
to change that." Denmark said with a smile. He put his legs over
Norway's so the little man couldn't kick.

"Peter, take off the footwear and tickle him" Mathias commanded.
"Aye-aye captain!" Peter said as he pulled Lukas' socks off. Lukas
tried to get free, but his body was weak in comparison to the Dane's.

Peter got a feather out of one of the pillows and started tickling
Lukas' feet. The Norwegian squirmed, and somehow managed not to change
facial expressions.

Mathias had an idea. "Hand me the feather" he said to Peter. Peter
nodded and handed it over as he was asked. Mathias held the feather
inches from Lukas' hair curl, noting the tension rising in the smaller
man's body. "Tickle, tickle, tickle~" He said teasingly as he moved
the feather back and forth. He didn't actually touch the curl with it
yet, but it was super close. Lukas turned his head, trying to get his
curl away from the feather.

"Why is he trying to get it away? It's just hair." Peter said.
"It's more than just hair. It's like a little remote" Mathias
corrected. Peter was kind of confused, but after a little thinking, he
thought he understood.

Mathias started tickling the curl and Lukas squirmed more than ever.
"Just crack us a smile" Mathias said, being sure to hit the whole curl
with the feather. Before long, Lukas couldn't help himself. He bursted
into uncontrollable laughter and wiggled like a worm. Peter and Mathias
laughed too, finding the sight very funny.

"He's so funny!" Peter said. Lukas was still laughing and wiggling.
Mathias just kept tickling. Seeing a man who almost never showed
emotion act like this was very...entertaining to put it simply.

Just for fun, Peter got another feather and tickled Lukas too. The
Norwegian would've rolled off the couch by now if Mathias wasn't
keeping him secure. Him and Peter enjoyed it more when Lukas was
laughing so hard he snorted.

They continued for a while and Lukas started tearing up, but was still
laughing. The others thought it was from laughing so much, but that
wasn't entirely the case.

You know how people start getting sore after being tickled for so
long? That's what Lukas was feeling all over his body, but he couldn't
stop emitting the joyous noise. "It's making me hurt!" Lukas laughed.
"You don't look like you're in pain" Peter stated. Mathias stopped
tickling and put Peter's hand down. "Let's give your uncle Lulu a
break." he said. Lukas sighed in relief and relaxed right then.

Mathias rubbed Lukas' cheeks, and he was too exhausted from the
tickling to care. "That was fun, huh Norgie?" He asked the smaller
man. Lukas did in fact like it, but he didn't want Den to know. "Let's
just say that forcing emotion out of people isn't nice." he said.
Mathias guffawed. "I know you liked it, no matter what you say!" he
said. "N-not true!" Lukas said defensively. Mathias only pinched his
cheeks and held him tighter.

It was a while later and Denmark had put on some cartoons; spongebob
to be specific. All three of them were watching. Peter was 3 feet away from the TV.

When Spongebob ended, Mathias turned the TV off. "Hey Lukie, I'm tired
so do you mind hanging out with Peter while I take a nap?" He said
with a yawn. "I suppose I can" Lukas responded. Mathias got up and
headed to his room.

The first 3 minutes consisted of a staring contest between Peter and
Lukas. Peter was surprised how still Lukas could be. He could never do
that. Too much energy trapped inside his little body. "What do you wanna
do?" He finally asked. Lukas' stare was starting to creep him out and
he needed to change subjects.

"Play with toy animals?" Lukas suggested. "That's a great idea! I know
where Tino keeps them!" Peter said as he located the toybin. He pulled
out some random animals for them to choose from.

Lukas took all the mystical animals like the pegasus, unicorn, and
pheonix. Peter wasn't interested in those. He liked the big animals
like elephants, lions, and giraffes.

"Hello! I'm *Geoffery Bertha!" Peter said as he walked his elephant
around. "Hello Jeff. I'm Pyra" Lukas said as he brought his pheonix
down. "What are you!?" Peter asked. Lukas smirked and started rattling
off facts about pheonix.

Peter got bored really fast. He had a short attention-span as is, but
it got even shorter when it came to facts. He set his animals back in
the toybin.

"Something wrong peter?" Lukas asked as he put his animals back in the
bin. "Just bored of that" Peter said as he let out a huff. Lukas
simply stared at the boy with those solid blue eyes of his. "Stop
staring, it's creepy." the little micronation said. Lukas didn't look
away. There was nothing else to really look at besides a baige wall.

"Anything you want to do?" Lukas asked. Peter sat and thought for a
minute. "Yes there actually is something." he replied. Lukas leaned in
a bit closer to show he was paying attention. Peter gripped his hair
curl and jerked down on it. Lukas' body followed and his head ended up
in Peter's lap.

"Is it really that much of a weakness?" He asked.
Lukas nodded and was somewhat afraid. Peter could basically do
anything he wanted, and he was the type of kid to take advantage of
people if he could. He wanted so badly to prove how strong of a nation he could be.

He tugged the curl and Lukas acted like he was in pain. "Stop, it
doesn't feel good." he said plainly. Sea wasn't about to stop. "In order to be considered a nation, I have to be
strong! Once I can defeat one other nation, I will be
looked upon as strong! And from the looks of it, you're pretty much
defeated." He said, looking down at Lukas. Lukas could easily beat
Sealand's butt in a hot minute, but not with his weak spot being
handled.

Peter started rubbing the curl and Lukas moaned loudly. "Is that how
your e-zone works?" The boy asked. Lukas nodded and Peter stopped
rubbing but didn't let go.

He got a feather from earlier and looked quite deviant with it. "You
ready to be tickled?" he asked. Lukas knew he couldn't tell Peter
'no'. The feather started tickling the curl and he started laughing
and wiggling within seconds.

Peter made way on top of Lukas so he couldnt wiggle away. After so
much tickling, it reached the unbearable point again. "P-Peter stop!"
he begged. Peter kept going reguardless of requests.

Lukas cried and writhed. The fun tickly sensation had now turned into
a painful one. He didn't laugh anymore and his smile had turned upside
down.

Lukas managed to scream Mathias' name. "What is it Lulu!?" Mathias
asked as he ran downstairs in nothing but underwear. Peter looked at
Mathias and froze. "What is this Peter?" he asked. "I was just
tickling him." Peter replied innocently. Mathias lifted the kid off.
"You alright Norgie?" he asked Lukas. Lukas nodded and sat up. Mathias
stayed up the rest of the day to make sure further incident didn't
occur. Of course, he did get fully dressed first.

At about 8:00, Arthur returned to pick up Peter. "Was he a good boy?" he
asked Mathias. "Total devil" Lukas interjected. Denmark lightly smacked Norway's head like one might do to a dog when indicating for it to shut up. A giggle escaped Peter's mouth. "He was a little angel" Dan
said to Arthur.

Once the Kirklands had left, Mathias gave Lukas an awkward face. "How
was he a devil? He's innocent on all levels." he said. Lukas huffed. "I
guess there's another level you don't know about that's not so
innocent." he said with an annoyed tone. Mathias was going to ask a question,
but decided it wouldn't get him anywhere.


Okay so you notice that random * sign before the name Geoffrey Bertha? That was a reference to something my friend said. she does this weird derpy voices and that was a name she chose. so...the more you know