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"Do you have the water?"
"Yup." Mathias passed the plastic bottle towards you. You winced when it crinkled.
"Be careful! You don't wanna make too loud of a noise.."
"Right," He grimaced. "Sorry."
You sighed and leaned agains the closet wall. Why were you and Mathias inside the closet? Well, Lukas "ran out" of coffee, and he was pissed. And to make matters worse, there was a major snowstorm outside, the power got knocked out, and thus, you have an angry Norwegian looking for you two. So, you and Mathias are camping out in the -rather spacious- coat closet with food rations and water. And by that, I mean a jar of Nutella, a box of cereal, and a water bottle that was almost empty.
Mathias leaned towards you. "Did you hear that? He asked. You perked up your ears, only to hear approaching footsteps. Your eyes widened as you pulled two jackets off the hangers above you, throwing one over Mathias and you taking cover under another. 'Be quiet' you mouthed to Mathias, he nodded and you two went into hiding.
You held your breath when you heard the creaky closet doors slide open. You tensed and shut your eyes tightly. You wondered how Mathias was holding up. For what seemed like hours, within a minute Lukas shut the door, and you let out a sigh of relief. You removed the jacket and looked over to Mathias. "He left, you can come out now."
Mathias darted up and groaned. "How long must we hide here?"
"I don't know, you tell me."
You and Mathias looked to the right to see Lukas sitting there. "Gha! Ninja Norway!" You screamed before darting out the closet.
Mathias tried to follow, but Lukas caught ahold of his tie. "If you were smart enough, you'd stop wearing ties."
"Nownownow, think about this ma- ACK!" Mathias flailed his arms around helplessly. Lukas just pulled harder.
"You didn't ruin my coffee, but I like to see you struggle." Lukas deadpanned. He loosened a bit, but Mathias was still gasping for air like a fish out of water.
You ran down the hall and tripped on the stairs, hitting your head against the railing. "OW, dammit!" You winced at the pain, but kept running, eventually running to the basement.
"Ch-christ.." It was really cold down here! And so many spider webs! Argh!
You looked back up the stairs, your conscience told you to go back and save poor Den Den, but your instinct insisted "every man/woman for themselves, so you walked deeper in the basement. It got colder and darker. And eventually, you came to a dead end.
"What!? But its so cold and snowy!" You whined.
"He'll be fine." Lukas assured. "By the way, what did you think I was going to do with that butter?"
"Pardon?" You blushed. "I don't know what you're talking about.."
"(Name), you should know by now that I can read you like a cheap novel. Were you.. oh.." Seemed that the realization hit him.. he turned away to hide his blush.
"Nonono, haha, Lu-"
"I mean, we can if you want, I have left over butter and Mathias is outside.." Lukas walked over to you and took your hand in his.
"WHA- well.. it is pretty cold.." you pondered.
Knock knock.
You looked over at the kitchen window to see Mathias furiously tapping the glass, mouthing, "Let me in!"
Lukas walked over and pulled the curtains. "Damn Dane."
"Yup." Mathias passed the plastic bottle towards you. You winced when it crinkled.
"Be careful! You don't wanna make too loud of a noise.."
"Right," He grimaced. "Sorry."
You sighed and leaned agains the closet wall. Why were you and Mathias inside the closet? Well, Lukas "ran out" of coffee, and he was pissed. And to make matters worse, there was a major snowstorm outside, the power got knocked out, and thus, you have an angry Norwegian looking for you two. So, you and Mathias are camping out in the -rather spacious- coat closet with food rations and water. And by that, I mean a jar of Nutella, a box of cereal, and a water bottle that was almost empty.
Mathias leaned towards you. "Did you hear that? He asked. You perked up your ears, only to hear approaching footsteps. Your eyes widened as you pulled two jackets off the hangers above you, throwing one over Mathias and you taking cover under another. 'Be quiet' you mouthed to Mathias, he nodded and you two went into hiding.
You held your breath when you heard the creaky closet doors slide open. You tensed and shut your eyes tightly. You wondered how Mathias was holding up. For what seemed like hours, within a minute Lukas shut the door, and you let out a sigh of relief. You removed the jacket and looked over to Mathias. "He left, you can come out now."
Mathias darted up and groaned. "How long must we hide here?"
"I don't know, you tell me."
You and Mathias looked to the right to see Lukas sitting there. "Gha! Ninja Norway!" You screamed before darting out the closet.
Mathias tried to follow, but Lukas caught ahold of his tie. "If you were smart enough, you'd stop wearing ties."
"Nownownow, think about this ma- ACK!" Mathias flailed his arms around helplessly. Lukas just pulled harder.
"You didn't ruin my coffee, but I like to see you struggle." Lukas deadpanned. He loosened a bit, but Mathias was still gasping for air like a fish out of water.
You ran down the hall and tripped on the stairs, hitting your head against the railing. "OW, dammit!" You winced at the pain, but kept running, eventually running to the basement.
"Ch-christ.." It was really cold down here! And so many spider webs! Argh!
You looked back up the stairs, your conscience told you to go back and save poor Den Den, but your instinct insisted "every man/woman for themselves, so you walked deeper in the basement. It got colder and darker. And eventually, you came to a dead end.
You looked at the machinery that ran the house and tried to examine the pipes. 'Maybe I can fix the heat,' you thought. "Wait, what's this?"
You walked over to the hot water heater and checked behind it, sure enough, your eyes didn't deceive you, it was a door! "Why did we not notice this before? Lukas would never had thought to come in here!" You slowly opened the door, only to see lights behind it.
With a puzzled expression, you stepped in and saw blue torches line the room. With the little light it gave off, you could see bookcases line the walls and stocked full of worn books. In the middle of the room was a large, ornate, table with three red-flamed candles lined up in a perfect triangle. Why, this must be Lukas's magic hideout! You snickered at the sights around you. If you didn't know any better, you'd think Lukas was a Satan worshipper.
"Hah, he kept this hidden away for all these years? He definitely won't know I'm in here..heh, I win~" You started walking toward the table.
"Really?" A monotone voice questioned. You stopped dead in your tracks. Slowly, you turned around.
"Heeey, Lukas," You nervously laughed, "What a surprise to see you here.."
Lukas's dull eyes bore into you, much to your dismay. He slowly approached you.
"LOOK, I'M SORRY! I NEVER MADE COFFEE BEFORE AND I THOUGHT YOU PUT COLD WATER IN FIRST THEN YOU HEAT IT I'M SORRY I WASTED FOUR BAGS OF THE STUFF I'LL BUY YOU MORE WHEN THE STORM PASSES I'M SORRY!" You screeched as you ran passed him and up the stairs, all Lukas could see was a streak of (hair color) hair whip pass him. You continued to scream 'I'm sorry' as you ran through the house. The Norwegian slowly followed after. He kinda liked this game of cat and mouse.
"Den Den!" You called out to Mathias. "Where are you! OH WHAT DID HE DO TO MY DEN DEN!?" You checked every possible room, but still couldn't find him. Until, you walked into your room and heard muffled words. "Mathias!?" You checked under the bed, only to find him tied up with all his ties. How ironic. You pulled him out with all your strength and began untying him, starting with the gag around his mouth.
"I TELL YOU WHAT!" The loudmouthed Dane started, but you shushed him before Lukas could hear. You dragged him into your tiny closet. "Lukas has gone batshit crazy! I MEAN, HE TIED ME UP AND-"
"Will you keep it down? You don't want him to hear!" You hissed.
"NO NO NO! I'M MAD NOW! WHERE IS LUKAS!? I'LL SHOW HIM WHOSE KING AROUND HERE!" He stood up and opened the closet door only to be met with said Norwegian's face. "AH!" He screamed -a bit girly- and slammed the door in his face.
"You done it now," you said, "Game over for us."
Mathias held the door knob and put all his weight against the door, and Lukas was shaking the door knob. "I'll never touch his coffee again.." you winced.
"YEAH, IF WE SURVIVE."
"WHY IS HE SO WORKED UP OVER COFFEE ANYWAY!?"
You and Mathias both stopped arguing as the door knob stopped jiggling. The two of you waited for a few minutes. "I'll check if its Ok.." Mathias slowly started opening the door before Lukas's hand grabbed his tie. "WELL I LIVED A GOOD LI- ACK!"
The door shut.
And it was quiet, dark, and you were terrified.
You slumped in the corner of the walk-in-closet and waited. Where the hell was Berwald when you needed him? Well, maybe it wouldn't have made a difference. You pulled out your cell phone and tried to call someone.. anyone.. but no reception. Of course.
A few minutes passed before the door opened again. You looked up to see Lukas standing there, just staring at you.
"Can I help you?" You deadpanned.
He walked towards you, and trying to keep your cool, you glared at him the whole way, but winced as he knelt down in front of you. "You know, there are other ways you can repay for the coffee.." Lukas started.
"O-oh yeah? A-and wh-wh-what could that be..?" You asked with a shaky voice. He stood up and offered you a hand, which you took.
"I'll go get the butter, it should be melted by now~"
Your eyed widened, what the hell is he planning to do with that butter..?
Extended Ending:
"Oh, you wanted to make a cake.." you sighed in relief.
"Not just any cake," Lukas started, "My special buttery cake. I thought we could make the batter and cook it when the power comes back on. Now could you pass me the eggs?"
You gave the bowl of eggs to Lukas. "Sure.. so, where's Mathias?"
"Outside." He cracked an egg.
You walked over to the hot water heater and checked behind it, sure enough, your eyes didn't deceive you, it was a door! "Why did we not notice this before? Lukas would never had thought to come in here!" You slowly opened the door, only to see lights behind it.
With a puzzled expression, you stepped in and saw blue torches line the room. With the little light it gave off, you could see bookcases line the walls and stocked full of worn books. In the middle of the room was a large, ornate, table with three red-flamed candles lined up in a perfect triangle. Why, this must be Lukas's magic hideout! You snickered at the sights around you. If you didn't know any better, you'd think Lukas was a Satan worshipper.
"Hah, he kept this hidden away for all these years? He definitely won't know I'm in here..heh, I win~" You started walking toward the table.
"Really?" A monotone voice questioned. You stopped dead in your tracks. Slowly, you turned around.
"Heeey, Lukas," You nervously laughed, "What a surprise to see you here.."
Lukas's dull eyes bore into you, much to your dismay. He slowly approached you.
"LOOK, I'M SORRY! I NEVER MADE COFFEE BEFORE AND I THOUGHT YOU PUT COLD WATER IN FIRST THEN YOU HEAT IT I'M SORRY I WASTED FOUR BAGS OF THE STUFF I'LL BUY YOU MORE WHEN THE STORM PASSES I'M SORRY!" You screeched as you ran passed him and up the stairs, all Lukas could see was a streak of (hair color) hair whip pass him. You continued to scream 'I'm sorry' as you ran through the house. The Norwegian slowly followed after. He kinda liked this game of cat and mouse.
"Den Den!" You called out to Mathias. "Where are you! OH WHAT DID HE DO TO MY DEN DEN!?" You checked every possible room, but still couldn't find him. Until, you walked into your room and heard muffled words. "Mathias!?" You checked under the bed, only to find him tied up with all his ties. How ironic. You pulled him out with all your strength and began untying him, starting with the gag around his mouth.
"I TELL YOU WHAT!" The loudmouthed Dane started, but you shushed him before Lukas could hear. You dragged him into your tiny closet. "Lukas has gone batshit crazy! I MEAN, HE TIED ME UP AND-"
"Will you keep it down? You don't want him to hear!" You hissed.
"NO NO NO! I'M MAD NOW! WHERE IS LUKAS!? I'LL SHOW HIM WHOSE KING AROUND HERE!" He stood up and opened the closet door only to be met with said Norwegian's face. "AH!" He screamed -a bit girly- and slammed the door in his face.
"You done it now," you said, "Game over for us."
Mathias held the door knob and put all his weight against the door, and Lukas was shaking the door knob. "I'll never touch his coffee again.." you winced.
"YEAH, IF WE SURVIVE."
"WHY IS HE SO WORKED UP OVER COFFEE ANYWAY!?"
You and Mathias both stopped arguing as the door knob stopped jiggling. The two of you waited for a few minutes. "I'll check if its Ok.." Mathias slowly started opening the door before Lukas's hand grabbed his tie. "WELL I LIVED A GOOD LI- ACK!"
The door shut.
And it was quiet, dark, and you were terrified.
You slumped in the corner of the walk-in-closet and waited. Where the hell was Berwald when you needed him? Well, maybe it wouldn't have made a difference. You pulled out your cell phone and tried to call someone.. anyone.. but no reception. Of course.
A few minutes passed before the door opened again. You looked up to see Lukas standing there, just staring at you.
"Can I help you?" You deadpanned.
He walked towards you, and trying to keep your cool, you glared at him the whole way, but winced as he knelt down in front of you. "You know, there are other ways you can repay for the coffee.." Lukas started.
"O-oh yeah? A-and wh-wh-what could that be..?" You asked with a shaky voice. He stood up and offered you a hand, which you took.
"I'll go get the butter, it should be melted by now~"
Your eyed widened, what the hell is he planning to do with that butter..?
Extended Ending:
"Oh, you wanted to make a cake.." you sighed in relief.
"Not just any cake," Lukas started, "My special buttery cake. I thought we could make the batter and cook it when the power comes back on. Now could you pass me the eggs?"
You gave the bowl of eggs to Lukas. "Sure.. so, where's Mathias?"
"Outside." He cracked an egg.
"What!? But its so cold and snowy!" You whined.
"He'll be fine." Lukas assured. "By the way, what did you think I was going to do with that butter?"
"Pardon?" You blushed. "I don't know what you're talking about.."
"(Name), you should know by now that I can read you like a cheap novel. Were you.. oh.." Seemed that the realization hit him.. he turned away to hide his blush.
"Nonono, haha, Lu-"
"I mean, we can if you want, I have left over butter and Mathias is outside.." Lukas walked over to you and took your hand in his.
"WHA- well.. it is pretty cold.." you pondered.
Knock knock.
You looked over at the kitchen window to see Mathias furiously tapping the glass, mouthing, "Let me in!"
Lukas walked over and pulled the curtains. "Damn Dane."
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if you know what the butter was for originally you have a perverted mind.
i srsly have no life.
kk, im off to write a greece x reader nao.
tell me if there are any grammar/spelling mistakes please!
bai :^
i srsly have no life.
kk, im off to write a greece x reader nao.
tell me if there are any grammar/spelling mistakes please!
bai :^
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I thought he was gonna stuff me with butter and bake like chicken or something