romania notices a crying bulgaria with a swollen cheek.
'bulgaria, what's wrong? why are you upset?'
'i... i- i got kicked out of my 2nd club this week... it's not like i wanted this to happen... i didn't want to set anything on fire... i didn't want turkey to get kicked out of the cooking club... now he's mad at me...'
'bruuuH DID HE PUNCH U? IF SO FUC HIM TO THE MOON DONT FEEL GUILTY WTH'
bulgaria thinks 'bruh u smother me each time we have a sleepover and I keep talking about yogurt hows a punch worse than that' but doesnt say anything.
'...anyways wanna join my club? maybe we could do a protective spell that reins in that destructive spirit of yours-'
'REALLY?' *hugs romania* 'but... what if I mess something up again?'
'nah don't worry we won't let u we won't allow u near any magical books and stuff u just gotta keep still until we're done with the protective spell then u could do whatever u want but u gotta ask us first cuz u don't know the occult well'
and damn, bulgaria's hug is too tight, romania is feeling rlly uncomfortable rn
anyways bulgaria gets accepted into the occult club as having big "spirit potential" whatever that means. besides, ppl heard the rumours about his dad's ghost and they rlly wanna meet a nation ghost (who'd be old great bulgaria in this case). too bad they don't know that old great bulgaria doesn't need his son's presence to appear in the mortal world, but his children are his main motivation to appear.
(just to note, I imagine that the occult club consists not only of england and romania, but also of norway and belarus. yeah belarus in this crackfic isn't gonna be some friendless creep who wants to fucc her brother. I guess when she was a little kid she said that she wanted to marry him when she grew up, which made him feel rlly uncomfortable. typically kids say bs like that when they're little and grow out of it. she did grow out of it, but she remembered how flustered he looked, so she says this whenever she wants to annoy him/get a reaction out of him/troll him, she doesnt rlly wanna marry him or anything like that)
everything goes well. the protective spell is cast (imagine bulgaria standing in one place and the 4 members have formed a ring around him, holding their hands and chanting something). bulgaria decided to keep the yogurt jokes to a minimum. they do normal (if u could call their occult shenanigans normal) stuff the rest of the time (that is, no destruction, no summoned creatures, no chaos) and eventually, they go home.
bulgaria can't believe it. a normal day? in a not-so-normal club? everything went fine?
he might like this club.