HIYA!
This was just some random thing that popped up in my head. I'm totally scared that I'm a bit aloof most of the times, I mean most of the time i just think of what I should write or draw! XD...I am such a scatter-brain.
I kinda like this one and I hope you like it too!
America's cookies
Norway just got a huge box from America, they didn't look like it but they're actually in very good terms with each other. Close enough to have a decent conversation with the exuberant nation, but not really that close to know his habits and quirks.
It was bright and colorful, something totally expected from the power house. Its neon red and blue strips made Lukas's eyes hurt. He got a knife and carefully opened the box, knowing all too well that it maybe something awesome but impractical or maybe something ugly and still impractical.
He opened up the box and saw a smaller box in it. It had a note:
'Hey, Lu! I'm totally trying out Japan's awesome packaging technique! XD'
The Norwegian man rubbed the middle of his brows. It was fine. FINE. He couldn't say no to someone who's just happy-go-lucky and incoherent. Wait…that's kinda how he described Denmark.
He opened the next box and the next one, and the next one.
Finally he got to the last box, which was still respectable in size. He sliced through the tape and allowed the anticipation to build up.
He literally jumped the box and rummaged for anything that looked note worthy. He found a dozen cookie butter jars, which he loved to eat for breakfast with a slice of bread, some sweaters and trench coats that looked very expensive. Some were a bit smaller and larger than others…must be for his fellow Nordics.
He dug deeper and found Cds and DVDs. Most were cartoons. It's what he usually gives them. It was like the whole box was fixed up by a child.
Lukas smiled softly…you could really see how hard he worked to fix this all up. He believed in gratitude, you know.
Lastly there were like five tin boxes. Norway cocked his head. Each one was colored according to the five Nordic flags. He did notice that the Danish one was a bit bigger than the others.
'Hey, Lu! I just baked them…you know, cookies! Be sure to send them to Sve, Finny, Icey…a-and Mat's place ASAP! I mean I did FedEx them so they're aren't spoiled yet! Anyway, enjoy DUDE!
-AMERICA XD'
America + cooking=death…
That's what the whole of Europe knew and that's what they did to survive. He had to switch them for something else.
It'll keep him from hurting the young kid and still save the five of them.
He immediately went to his kitchen and put on his white apron. He rolled up his sleeves and got a large bowl, a tub of butter, milk, and flour.
~*TIME SKIP*~
The tall Norwegian fell face-first on his sofa. Making more than a baker's dozen, boxing them in an American way, and fixing the shipping fees were really tiring.
He could relax now, they were safe. His edible, divine cookies made their way safely to his brothers' houses.
He got a warm cup of milk and absent-mindedly opened a box of America's cookies.
He took a bite, still not knowing it was America's cookies.
His eyes opened widely and shined for a split second. He covered his mouth. He looked like he was about to puke.
Then tears streamed down his eyes and his mouth was forced to open.
Green sludge didn't come out of the opening.
It was anything but it.
A giant rainbow of sheer epicness came from his mouth as well as golden stars and glittery-shit. The force pushed him back to the wall.
This was happiness. This was like getting high, awesome sex…and everything else that was good in the world!
It was his first…
First…
MOUTH-GASM!
He thought it was just a myth…apparently not.
"W-who made this?" Norway kept shoving the sweet circles to his mouth. It was his new addiction.
He kept pushing the thought away. But after like five boxes of cookies, he finally came to the realization.
"…America made this!" he curled into a ball as his understanding of how the world worked crumbled like a cookie.
At Denmark's house
He munched on the cookie that came from a box that was supposedly made by America. He was excited but all of the sudden he frowned a bit.
It was still delicious but…
"America didn't make this!"
He knew what it should've tasted like if it came from him. He's been given a bunch of them before. These cookies taste like Norway made them.
YEAH...MOUTH-GASM! I just like it when Norway shows some emotion...alright this was a lot of emotion but I hope you liked it! XD