Sorry it took so long to get this done. this chapter is clean.

It was a few days after Peter's visit. Today was a world meeting and
every nation big or small were required to come. The meeting itself
actually lasted an hour without any punches being landed. That alone was weird enough, but the things
people were saying afterward is what caught Lukas' attention.

"You know that micro-nation Sealand? He dominated that Norway guy by just
fooling with that hair curl of his" Said Estonia. He always seemed to
be the one to find out about the craziest things first. The only
problem was that if Estonia was talking about it, the other nations
probably were too.

Lukas was embarrassed by all the chat he overheard.
Some of the nations such as Turkey, Prussia, and America were making
degrading jokes about it. Man...they really knew how to make a guy
feel like dirt, Lukas thought. He went to the bathroom only to be
teased more. "I hear about how your hair curl can make you do all
sorts of things. Shall I play with it in front of all the nations so
they can see how pathetic you are?" Asked that snob Austria. He
seemed to love embarrassing people and making them feel weak and
worthless. Maybe it made him feel stronger than he really was. It
seemed logical, but it still wasn't right.

"I think not, bro Aus"
Lukas said as he washed his hands. Austria only laughed and pulled the
Norwegian by the collar of his shirt. "I'm going to do it whether you
like it or not" Roderich said. Lukas tried to get away, but it was rather
hard when being securely held. The Austrian whistled to gather
attention. Most of the nations had left, but the ones who were still
there looked at Austria with expectation. The nations whom didn't have
ahoges seemed to be more interested however.

"Who wants me to see if
the rumors floating around are true?" Roderich asked the crowd. They all
said 'yes' in some way. Mathias was the only Nordic still there, and he was
the only one who said 'no'. Before he could intervene, Austria was
already tugging and rubbing Lukas' ahoge. As much as the Norwegian tried to hide
emotion, it amounted to nothing.

He couldn't help but to yelp when the curl was tugged and moan when it
was rubbed. Lukas could hear the chatter among those watching, which
didn't make him feel any better. Some were inquiring about how weak he
was, some were saying they felt sorry for him, and others were
discussing about how intriguing it was. "Can I try?" Poland asked. He
always liked to be the person in that "First one to try crazy stuff"
category. Austria allowed the Polish man to have a go.

Poland got
right down to it and took the curl into his mouth. This drove every
nerve in Lukas' body into a tingling frenzy. Pleasure? Discomfort? It
felt like both at the same time to him. He blushed a deep red and let
out these cute groaning sounds. "Looks like I found out how his e-zone
works" Poland said in a sing-song voice. Lukas was so full of
embarrassment and shame that he wanted so badly to shrivel up in a
corner. All the nations except for Mathias were laughing.

The Dane
hoped that the others would stop but now he saw that he would have to
take action. He couldn't stand watching his friend be teased like
this. Lukas must feel awful, having his weakness hit and a crowd to
watch him. "I demand that you stop this! Yes, his curl is a weakness,
but that gives you no right to tease him with it!" Mathias said,
standing tall. Every eye turned to stare at him. "What are you going
to do about it?" Roderich asked, giving Lukas' curl soft strokes.
"W-well I don't wanna fight, but I'll do it for Lukas! And trust me
when I say vikings are a force to be reckoned with" Mathias replied
boldly.

Everyone knew how brutal the vikings were and decided it best
to not get on their bad side. "Fine, but it doesn't mean I won't do it
again." Austria said as he released Lukas to Mathias. He turned to
leave, but dropped one last statement. "Oh, and you make a good
boyfriend" Roderich said before exiting the building. B-boyfriend?!
The nerve of that German idiot. Mathias was angered, but he turned his attention to the man in his arms. "It's alright. He doesn't have ya now"
Mathias said soothingly.

Lukas calmed right down, finding comfort in those words. All of the
nations had left except for the two Nordics, the Baltics, Russia,
Poland, and Italy. "I'm sorry, I was just like, super curious about
it, ya know?" Poland said. Lukas nodded in understanding. The concept
of a piece of hair that can do so much to the person it belongs to
would be very fascinating to someone whom doesn't have an ahoge.

"At least you're not like-a me. If my curl was being tugged, I'd totally
go noodles!" Italy said, giving Norge a few pats on the shoulder
before leaving. "But his curl isn't always an e-zone, da?" Russia
asked, beginning to get curious about this ahoge business. "No it's
not. In fact, depending on how it's touched, it can make him feel and
do all kinds of different things." Mathias replied. Ivan smiled.
"Maybe sometime he can stay with me and my kin so we can experiment"
he said. He meant that innocently, but the Baltics thought he had
torture in mind.

"N-no, I don't think that'd be best." Lithuania
spoke, trembling a bit. "Oh Liet, always being like, the pessimist or
whatever. Can you like, look on the bright side for once?" Poland
asked, taking Lithuania by the hand and leaving the building with him.
Russia only sighed. He didn't always seek to torture people and he
hated being misunderstood. He just wanted to cure his curiosity but
decided it best not to ask. The answer would probably be a 'no'
anyway.

"No, Ivan, I think that could work. You think of things nobody
else does and that can teach us more about Lukas reacts to certain
stimulation" Mathias said. Ivan perked up. He closed his eyes,
smiled, and made that cute hum-laugh of his. After him and the other
two Baltics left, Mathias looked down at Lukas cheerily. "You'll have
fun. He's not always a monster." he said, trying to make Lukas happy.
The Norwegian wasn't scared of Russia, but it made him feel weak when
Mathias was acting as his mouth piece. "Fine. I suppose we can't
disappoint him." Lukas said in defeat

Russia was usually not busy due to the fact he didn't have many
friends. Mathias had dialed the man's number and asked if right now
was a good time. "Da! Now is good. Plus my little sister Bela is
coming. Her and Lukas are getting married right?" Ivan said. "Oh yes,
but they haven't decided on a day yet. We'll be right there though!
See ya soon" Mathias replied. He got in his car and Lukas rode in the
passenger seat. They drove out to Russia's house.

They went to the
door, where Latvia kindly let them in. "Ah, friends! I know it's
been less than an hour since we saw eachother but it feels like ice ages!" Russia
said, gathering the two Nordics in a big warm hug. He walked them down
the hall until they came upon a door that had two giant vases of
sunflowers on either side. "Whats this room?" Mathias asked. "It's my
torment lab, but I use it for other things as well." Ivan said with an
innocent smile. He opened the door.

They went down the stairs, which led to a large room. Its
centerpiece was a bed typically found in hospitals that had straps for
human restraint. Lukas would never admit, but he was scared now.
Mathias lightly massaged the Norwegian's shoulders to comfort him.
"I'll be right here. It's just some tests" he said soothingly. Lukas
calmed down and Ivan helped him to the bed. Lukas laid there, thinking
about what evilness was going through the two heads.

"I think we'd better strap you down just in case." Mathias said, obviously wanting
to do it. He tied Lukas to the bed with the strap, and he was becoming
very nervous. "Don't worry LuLu, you'll be fine." The Dane assured.
Ivan lifted up a pair of scissors and stood at the bedside. Lukas was
shaking with fear, but saw that they were only being used to open a
package and calmed down again. Ivan pulled out a vibrator and looked
at the curl. It was apparent what he was going to do first. He turned
on the little device and pressed it against the curl.

Lukas gasped and started wiggling in
the restraints. "How does that feel, my little Norgie boy?" Mathias
asked with a smirk. "It tickles but feels pleasurable too" Lukas
replied softly. Dan imagined the sensation to be similar to having
your nipples tickled; and that was accurate. Lukas kept shifting
around as the vibration proceeded. "Feels good, da?" Ivan asked as he
watched with interest. "Y-yes but please stop" Lukas replied.

Ivan nodded and pulled the vibrator away. He seemed to be having fun but he didn't want Bela to think he was torturing her fiance if she walked in. She had a habit of randomly appearing without anyone knowing. He let Lukas go from the restraints. "You can
still stay for dinner, da?" He asked. Lukas and Mathias both nodded.
Dinner sounded good right about now. They all made way to the kitchen
where Latvia and Estonia were preparing the meal. Liet and Poland were
still out somewhere.

Dinner was laid out neatly, making food that was
already immaculate more enjoyable. Each plate had a steak, an ear of
corn, buttered bread, and a nice drink of the person's choice to
accompany it. After the meal was done, Eduard took liberty of taking
the dishes to the sink. "So Mister Norway, how does your curl stay by
your head?" Raivis asked, "It seems to be detached." Lukas shrugged.
He didn't know why or how it did what it did either.

"I'm not quite sure. All I know is that it's somehow connected
directly to my brain and that's why I react to stimulation in weird
ways" Lukas explained. Raivis looked very interested. He found the
concept of having a piece of hair connected to the brain very neat.
Eduard had finished with the dishes and came in to talk. "What's the
chat about?" he asked. "Norway's hair curl" Raivis simply replied.

"I hear that if a hair curl is pulled too hard, it can cause temporary
paralysis. Is it true?" Eduard said to Lukas. "I don't know. Never
been pulled on hard enough and I honestly don't want to be." Lukas
gave as a reply. Everyone laughed.

Raivis was becoming more curious to
see if what Eduard said was truth. Could Lukas really be paralyzed by
his curl being pulled? The little nation was bound to find out. "Well
I'm going to go do some blogging. See you." Eduard said as he
retreated to his room. Ivan's attention was directed back toward his
guests. "I suppose it would be better for us to go to my living room
rather than sit here in the dining area" He said as he stood up. The
other three did as Ivan did. He led them toward the living room when
Raivis tugged on Lukas' shirt.

"What do you need?" he asked the little
one. Ivan and Mathias continued to the living room, leaving Latvia to
speak freely to Lukas. "I was just curious about your curl. Can it
really cause paralysis?" He asked. Lukas backed up a bit as if he knew
what was going to happen next. Before he could respond, Raivis took
the opportunity to give that strange curl a very hard pull. Lukas was
so in shock he couldn't even scream.

The other nation kept the tension
tight as he watched. After about ten seconds, he let go. Lukas fell on
the ground, becoming unresponsive to everything. Raivis only expected
the Norwegian to be down for a few seconds, but became concerned after
it had been over sixty. He patted Lukas' cheeks and asked him to stop
playing if he was. Finally Raivis called on the other two nations.

Mathias and Ivan raced back to see what was the matter. "I went to see
if Estonia was right and I paralyzed Lukas!" Latvia said honestly.
Mathias picked Lukas up in a bridal style as Ivan stared at the little
nation."You two can go. I'll be sure to teach Raivis his lesson." Ivan
said. Little Raivis was sore afraid of what Russia would do and
trembled where he stood. Mathias took pity on the boy.

"Ivan, thanks
for letting us come visit. And about this...well, Raivis is like a
curious child. Please don't hurt him for this." He said. Ivan softened
up. "If you say so. But you will come visit again, da?" he asked.
Mathias nodded and walked out of the house. As they drove home, Lukas
started regaining his bearings. "Ah, you're back!" The Dane said with a
smile. "Yup...I'm back..." Lukas sighed.