"Okay, guys! We're at the pool! Change into your swimsuits!" announced Denmark, who had been allowed to speak again due to the awesomeness of his idea. "Yeah. And then we'll have a fashion show." Lukas said, dead serious. Somehow, everyone had brought their swimsuits with them, as if it were fate...[Lame excuse]
Girls and boys alike, wearing nothing but swimming suits, began to pour out onto the catwalk, while Lukas, Ivana, and Mr. Annoying sat and watched.
Denmark was obviously enjoying himself, Norway was spacing out as if he were planning something, and Ivana just looked slightly irritated that most of the girls on the catwalk were...how shall I say this..."fuller in the chest" than she was. All of a sudden, Master Norway left backstage, winking at Denmark. After a couple of minutes, a male squeal was heard, then quickly muffled. Footsteps. A bush ruffling. Muttered swears. Lukas walked out onto the catwalk, holding something triumphantly. A pair of puffin-adorned swimming boxers. To the left of the catwalk, Emil's head poked out of a bush. "GIVE THOSE BACK, LUKAS! NOW!" he screamed.
"I would like to invite a Miss Ivana Braginskaya to the stage..." Lukas spoke poshly. Ivana, confused [and a little flustered at the thought of Emil, naked in a bush] cautiously stepped up onto the catwalk in her bikini. "...to announce the cutest couple award! It goes to *unfolds little piece of paper* Oh! LUKAS AND IVANA! What a surprise! And, oh, what's our prize? Just a romantic date night at a five star hotel! How do you like that, Emil?" Lukas smirked evilly. "Uhm...I don't really..." Ivana protested, but Lukas cut in. "Oh come on, it'll be fun!"
Emil was completely shocked at the way his older brother was managing to ruin his day. And there was nothing he could do about it, seeing as he was currently naked. He started to cry out of childish frustration, and Lukas turned to face him, smiling. He tossed the puffin boxers back to the sobbing Icelandic boy, who struggled to put them on as quickly as possible. After putting them on, Emil ran onto the catwalk and grabbed Lukas by the arm and whispered in his ear. "Onii-chan, this may be my only chance to ever get a girlfriend. Please stop." he said in the sweetest voice he could muster. Lukas blushed and ruffled his little brother's hair. "You called me onii-chan~?" he sighed. "Okay, Icelandic Fairy-man, since you're being so nice to me right now, how does this sound? A contest. We both take Miss Ivana on a date. At the same time. And then, she'll choose who she wants to make out with."
he smirked. Ivana chimed in. "Hey, uh, do I really have to? I don't really want to do thi-" "YES, you have to." Lukas smiled, and grabbed her around the waist as she tried to escape. [ACTVIATE, KOL AURA!]
~AT DA HOTEL~
After a great struggle, Lukas had convinced Ivana to put on a 'SMEXEH' purple dress and meet the two Nordics at the hotel. She sighed as she stood in front of the hotel. The day had started out normally enough. Just a bit of pre-conference anxiety, nothing out of the ordinary. And now, she was standing in front of 'Hotel Le France' waiting for her two 'dates', shy but nasty-tempered Emil and his big brother Lukas, whose face was always oddly expressionless and somehow he always got his way. Ivana definitely preferred the Icelandic boy, but she had agreed to give both of them a fair chance. After about five minutes,
a car pulled up, and Emil stepped out of the passenger seat, and Lukas out of the driver's seat. They each took one of her hands and kissed it, before glaring at eachother and pulling her inside.
As they sat at a table in this fancy 5-star hotel's restaurant, Ivana took a good look at the two of them. They were so different, yet so obviously brothers. Emil was...well, he wasn't handsome. He was beautiful, like a character out of a fantasy novel. His white hair sparkled in the lights of the restaurant, and his purple eyes were so deep and mysterious that Ivana found herself blushing again. However, he didn't look very strong, physically. He was very skinny, almost pathetically so, skinny in a way that reminded her of Little Miss Maidy-kins. Lukas was really very attractive, and even now, he was doing his best to put a sexy expression on his face, which made Ivana blush harder. [Ugh! Why do I blush so often? Stop it, face!] His white blond hair was neatly organized with X-shaped barettes, and his cold blue eyes held almost no emotion at all, a talent which Ivana admired. [Since pretty much everyone could always tell what she was thinking.] And unlike his brother, Ivana noticed some muscles poking out of his skinny arms. Ivana sighed. Up until this point, she had been planning to pick Emil, but now there was no denying that she was kinda falling for Lukas too...
"So," she said. "Tell me about yourselves. That's a good place to start." "Okay. By now, you obviously know that I'm Lukas, and that I'm from the great country of Norway.
But now I'll tell you some more about myself." Emil rolled his eyes, knowing that once his brother started talking about himself, there was no stopping him... "I love mythical creatures, like fairies, trolls, and my dear Zumomo here. I also love to draw and write stories. And unlike Emil, I don't completely suck at sports. In fact, out of the Nordic Five, I usually win. I'm also quite good at hiding my emotions. Those are the basics. Should I keep talking?" he smiled. "No, that's enough. Emil? Introduce yourself." Ivana said, motioning towards the smaller boy. "Oh, okay. Well, I'm Emil...from Iceland...yeah...I like puffins...and poetry...and, er...reading...romance novels...
yeah...and I also like singing...'' the boy stuttered. "Wow, so manly, Onii-chan!" Lukas laughed. Emil's face flushed red with embarassment as Ivana looked at them,
still unsure of who she would pick.
She facepalmed, wondering how the heck she got mixed up into all of this. I mean, really. From sitting at a world conference with her brother to sitting in a five star hotel's restaurant with two hot guys fighting over her. Not that she was complaining. The only thing to complain about was that she could only pick one. Immediately,
the "Kol" side of her brain formulated a plan. "Okay, I have an idea. Why don't we rent a room and play spin the bottle with some of our friends? It'll be a great way to find out which one of you is a better kisser..." she smiled. Both boys nodded in agreement.