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I saw a few of the countries talking as the light outside got dimmer. I decided I should probably go to the kitchen to make food for everyone. When I got there I was surprised to see a country working on some food. A blonde woman with a green head band was mixing something. She was wearing a black coat with fake tan fur lining. On her right arm was a Belgian flag. She also wore red snow pants and black ski boots. The oven was on and she was humming a happy tune.
Feliciano, Lovino and Antonio pushed past me into the kitchen. Feliciano began to make pasta while the other two cut up tomatoes. Still I was distracted by the beautiful lady who was mixing an intoxicating smelling bowl.
“Done~” She chimed pouring its contents into the waffle iron. Her voice snapped me out of my trance as she caught me gawking. “Hello, I’m Belgium, but please call me Laura.”
“Sister is it done yet? I’m hungry.” A male said popping his head in. He had hair that spiked upwards and a blue and white scarf around his neck.
“Not yet, in a minute, Tim.” She chirped. He nodded and left.
“What are you making that smells so delicious?” I thought I saw a faint blush tint her cheeks as she looked away, smiled and pushed some of her blonde hair behind her ear.
“I-I’m making waffles…” She said shyly.
“I love waffles!” I said joining her by the counter.
“Really?” Belgium sounded excited. “I have a bunch of supplies would you like helping me decorate them?”
“I’d love to.” I replied almost as sweetly as the powdered sugar that I’d dust a waffle with. I got out (f/b), powdered sugar, maple syrup and chocolate syrup. When the waffles were piled high on a plate Laura distributed them equally onto three plates. I first sprinkled the powdered sugar onto my plate with waffles. I placed three of my favorite berries onto it and took the chocolate syrup. I thought of what to write. I always loved to write.
“What are you thinking about?” Laura asked.
“Oh… I uh… write little messages on my waffles…” I looked away blushing with embarrassment.
“That’s so cute! May I write something for you?” She offered. I smiled and gave her the chocolate syrup. She thought for a moment before writing. ‘Ik hou van je.’ I was confused until she dipped her finger in the powdered sugar, touched my nose and kissed it. I smiled wide and kissed her cheek.
“Chocolate or maple, my love?” I asked.
“Chocolate.” Belgium said happily. I wrote in cursive, ‘I love you too.’ “Come on, Netherlands has to have his waffles or he’ll be grumpy.” She said powdering a plate of waffles and grabbing my wrist. She rushed me outside to see her brother smoking a cigarette.
“About time.” He said tossing the cancer stick into the snow. “Who’s this?” He asked eating a waffle.
“This is my new girlfriend, (Y/n).” Netherlands twirled his fork at me.
“Welcome to a life of never ending waffles.” He simply stated.
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From Me To You And Back Again
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I love Belgium but I sadly cannot have waffles they make me throw up for some reason, Netherlands reaction made my dayXD You're great