Of mushrooms, coffee and babies. [1/2]
anonymous
July 14 2009, 20:05:14 UTC
Oh OP~ Author!Anon is so sorry for ruining all the sweet fluff and bitter angst potential this lovely prompt has. Anon hopes you will enjoy this little bit of crack!fill despite that, and strongly encourages other anons to fill this too!
Lithuania had been hoping for a quiet day, of sorts. Then again, he knew that this was where his mistake had begun, because when you lived with Poland, quiet days did not exist. It was a well-known fact he liked to deny, every now and then.
Yet, when the sun slowly started dying and plunged his room into warm, red light, he closed his eyes and reveled in the peace surrounding him. He was almost reluctant to believe he hadn’t seen Poland all day, and was close to waiting for him to come and turn his house upside down.
Lithuania was careful what he wished for -most of the time-, and though the cliché of it nearly killed him, Poland has chosen that precise moment to waltz into his room, his walk off, and his talk slurred.
“Lieeeet, you’re heree~” He said happily, bouncing over. Lithuania arched an eyebrow at the state of his longtime friend. Had he been drinking? “Feliks.. have you be-” “You are TOTALLY not going to believe this!” Poland said, swaying a bit and Lithuania closed his mouth, having received his answer. “I saw I saw I saw-” Lithuania pressed back into his chair as Poland shot forward and hovered over him, a weird energy in his eyes and alcohol in his breath. “…mushrooms.”
Wait, what?
“Feliks-” Lithuania tried again, only to be interrupted by a finger pressed firmly onto his lips. “Rude, Liet.”
Lithuania shut up again, but instead of continuing his story, Poland started to skip around the room. Now he had seen Poland do many.. not so masculine things, but this really topped them all. Lithuania gasped as Poland suddenly turned back towards him, as if he had just gotten the best idea in the world.
“OMG, I just like, totally got the BEST idea EVER.”
Right.
Lithuania waited a moment, but the blank stare on Poland’s face did not falter, and when the other Nation’s mouth started to hang open just a bit, Lithuania got worried.
“Feliks, are you ok-” “LET’S GET MARRIED!” Poland exclaimed, nearly tackling Lithuania off his chair and scaring the heartbeat out of his body. He tried to straighten himself and push the Nation off him, but the more he seemed to struggle, the tighter his arms wrapped around him. “W-What?” “And babies! We totally need babies!”
Now, Lithuania was afraid Poland might have been doing more than just seeing mushrooms.
“Why do we nee-” He was cut short when Poland pulled him off his chair and pinned him to the ground, happy eyes twinkling with something more than just excitement. He pressed his entire body against Lithuania, who blushed madly at the awkward position.
“Let’s make babies, Liet.” Lithuania blinked, wishing Poland would just sober up already and quit this embarrassing talk.
He attempted another push, this time succeeding in getting Poland off his lap. Lithuania scrambled to his feet and let out a shuddering breath, feeling quite helpless at the current situation. Maybe coffee would help him.
Lithuania had been hoping for a quiet day, of sorts. Then again, he knew that this was where his mistake had begun, because when you lived with Poland, quiet days did not exist. It was a well-known fact he liked to deny, every now and then.
Yet, when the sun slowly started dying and plunged his room into warm, red light, he closed his eyes and reveled in the peace surrounding him. He was almost reluctant to believe he hadn’t seen Poland all day, and was close to waiting for him to come and turn his house upside down.
Lithuania was careful what he wished for -most of the time-, and though the cliché of it nearly killed him, Poland has chosen that precise moment to waltz into his room, his walk off, and his talk slurred.
“Lieeeet, you’re heree~” He said happily, bouncing over.
Lithuania arched an eyebrow at the state of his longtime friend. Had he been drinking?
“Feliks.. have you be-”
“You are TOTALLY not going to believe this!” Poland said, swaying a bit and Lithuania closed his mouth, having received his answer.
“I saw I saw I saw-” Lithuania pressed back into his chair as Poland shot forward and hovered over him, a weird energy in his eyes and alcohol in his breath. “…mushrooms.”
Wait, what?
“Feliks-” Lithuania tried again, only to be interrupted by a finger pressed firmly onto his lips.
“Rude, Liet.”
Lithuania shut up again, but instead of continuing his story, Poland started to skip around the room. Now he had seen Poland do many.. not so masculine things, but this really topped them all. Lithuania gasped as Poland suddenly turned back towards him, as if he had just gotten the best idea in the world.
“OMG, I just like, totally got the BEST idea EVER.”
Right.
Lithuania waited a moment, but the blank stare on Poland’s face did not falter, and when the other Nation’s mouth started to hang open just a bit, Lithuania got worried.
“Feliks, are you ok-”
“LET’S GET MARRIED!” Poland exclaimed, nearly tackling Lithuania off his chair and scaring the heartbeat out of his body. He tried to straighten himself and push the Nation off him, but the more he seemed to struggle, the tighter his arms wrapped around him.
“W-What?”
“And babies! We totally need babies!”
Now, Lithuania was afraid Poland might have been doing more than just seeing mushrooms.
“Why do we nee-”
He was cut short when Poland pulled him off his chair and pinned him to the ground, happy eyes twinkling with something more than just excitement. He pressed his entire body against Lithuania, who blushed madly at the awkward position.
“Let’s make babies, Liet.”
Lithuania blinked, wishing Poland would just sober up already and quit this embarrassing talk.
He attempted another push, this time succeeding in getting Poland off his lap. Lithuania scrambled to his feet and let out a shuddering breath, feeling quite helpless at the current situation. Maybe coffee would help him.
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