The Normal Stranger(Stole from Italia~. XD)
Okay, I saw Italy's random story with Russia and Prussia... And wanted to do one too. XDD I swear, this couple was completly random. I have the cards and shuffled and drew two and... this came out. XD
Sweden/Canada
The Normal Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Berwald strode along the path, making for Stupid Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Quiet Sword, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Head.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his dark maple leaf just in time to face the cute man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.
The man struck awesomly, and Berwald barely raised his maple leaf to meet the attack. They fought long and evily until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Berwald found himself forced to one knee, the man's maple leaf pressed to his blue eye. "I am Matthew of Stupid Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Quiet Sword. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in the cold."
But Berwald had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his maple leaf with a twist, overpowered Matthew and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Berwald said, looking down upon him.
Matthew's leg shimmered like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land. "I have underestimated you, Berwald. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Berwald's desire was enflamed. His eye throbbed and all his thoughts were to smack Matthew like a bear. Berwald caressed Matthew's bright leg and he responded. They came together frightenly, and their joining was as scary as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet hat!" Berwald groaned and wacked Matthew as coldly as he could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Berwald said. "That's where I put the Quiet Sword for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed sexily on the grass, forgetful of all but their moe love. "We will stay together forever," Matthew said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Head never got the Quiet Sword and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
Sweden/Canada
The Normal Stranger
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Berwald strode along the path, making for Stupid Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Quiet Sword, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Head.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his dark maple leaf just in time to face the cute man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.
The man struck awesomly, and Berwald barely raised his maple leaf to meet the attack. They fought long and evily until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Berwald found himself forced to one knee, the man's maple leaf pressed to his blue eye. "I am Matthew of Stupid Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Quiet Sword. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you in the cold."
But Berwald had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his maple leaf with a twist, overpowered Matthew and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Berwald said, looking down upon him.
Matthew's leg shimmered like a rainbow that casts a happy glow o'er all the land. "I have underestimated you, Berwald. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Berwald's desire was enflamed. His eye throbbed and all his thoughts were to smack Matthew like a bear. Berwald caressed Matthew's bright leg and he responded. They came together frightenly, and their joining was as scary as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet hat!" Berwald groaned and wacked Matthew as coldly as he could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Berwald said. "That's where I put the Quiet Sword for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed sexily on the grass, forgetful of all but their moe love. "We will stay together forever," Matthew said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Head never got the Quiet Sword and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.