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"Vlad~!"
The bubbly blonde haired, blue eyed American known as Alfred Jones sang as he glomped the brown-eyed, also blonde Romanian who was called Vlad Gabor. The Romanian pushed Alfred off in a friendly matter.
"Stop doing that."
"Okay,fine."
Alfred hung around the other blonde while he opened his locker.
"So, wanna chill with me and Iggy today?"
Vlad closed his locker and began to put on his black, light-weight jacket, smirking at the American.
"Why do you always want me around the two of you. I mean, you're together why would you want someone like me hanging around?"
"Because you're fun!"
Vlad shook his head smiling and began to walk away. Alfred quickly caught up and started to whine.
"Oh, come on. Please? Mattie won't play video games with me and all Iggy does is read. Please? I'll love you forever."
The Romanian looked over at the begging American and sighed.
"If I must..."
"Yay!''
Alfred and Vlad have been friends for about two years now and know everything about each other except of course personal things. Alfred knows that bright lights really bother Vlad abd that he prefers the night. While Vlad knows how happy Alfred is with Arthur Kirkland, a small, green eyed, blonde man from London, England, and that he would do anything for his friends and lover. They made their way to Alfred's locker before leaving the school. Outside, by a huge statue in front of the school, they met up with Arthur. Alfred smiled at the blonde.
"Hey, babe!"
"Hi."
They shared a small kiss, intertwined fingers and they were on their way to Alfred's house. Arthur glanced over at the Romanian and smiled.
"He begged you again, didn't he?"
Vlad smirked.
"Why else would I be with you?"
"True.''
The American looked back at Vlad as well.
"You don't like hanging out with me? That pains me, man. You are so cold."
''Don't be such a drama queen."
"Drama KING. Get it right.''
"Oh yes, I apologize for my imcompetence, Sire."
"That's right, you better apologize."
Arthur laughed a bit at their conversation and Alfred kissed his cheek.
"That makes you my queen."
"Whatever you say, your highness."
Alfred wrapped his arms around the both of them.
"It's good to be king."
Vlad and Arthur looked at each other and smiled. They broke free from Alfred's arms and continued walking in front of him. The American pouted and caught up with them.
"You guys suck so much ass I don't even know why I put up with you.''
The English man linked his arm with the American's.
"Because you love us."
Finally, they reached Alfred'shouse and walked inside slowly. Arthur looked around.
"You're dad's not home, is he? You know how he feels about us.''
"Nope, he's gone business he's not gonna be back for a few more days."
"Good, maybe now we can have a few nights together."
Vlad plopped on the couch, looking at Arthur.
"He doesn't like you either?"
Arthur sat next to Vlad.
"No he's a homophobe. Why doesn't he like you?"
"He thinks I worship the devil just because I wear dark colours and don't like the day. I don't even believe in the devil, that's a Christian and Catholic thing. I'm Atheist, I don't believe in anything."
"Oh, same here. He thinks the same about me because I'm Wiccan."
Alfred turned his game on and sat between them.
"Ignore him, he's just real old-fashioned. By the way, what does Wiccan mean again?"
Arthur and Vlad spoke in unison.
"Witchcraft."
"Oh, yeah.''
The Englishman shook his head at his lover's slow mind and opened a book while Vlad took the other controller and started to play the game with Alfred. It was some sort of fighting game. The American's mother walked in the room.
"Hi,boys. Want anything to eat?"
Vlad and Arthur didn't really mind what they ate. Alfred chose for them.
"Pizza sounds good, mom.''
"Okay, I'll be back.I already know what you want, Al. Cheese for Arthur and Matt and Pepperoni for Vlad, right?"
The two blondes nodded and she left. Arthur looked at Alfred and smiled.
''It's like she knows that we're gonna be staying the night.''
"She does. Whenever dad is outta town, and I bring friends over after school she knows that I want them to stay the night. You do wanna stay the night, right Vlad?"
"If you don't mind, then I guess I could."
"Then it's settled! Tonight is gonna be so freakin awesome!"
The bubbly blonde haired, blue eyed American known as Alfred Jones sang as he glomped the brown-eyed, also blonde Romanian who was called Vlad Gabor. The Romanian pushed Alfred off in a friendly matter.
"Stop doing that."
"Okay,fine."
Alfred hung around the other blonde while he opened his locker.
"So, wanna chill with me and Iggy today?"
Vlad closed his locker and began to put on his black, light-weight jacket, smirking at the American.
"Why do you always want me around the two of you. I mean, you're together why would you want someone like me hanging around?"
"Because you're fun!"
Vlad shook his head smiling and began to walk away. Alfred quickly caught up and started to whine.
"Oh, come on. Please? Mattie won't play video games with me and all Iggy does is read. Please? I'll love you forever."
The Romanian looked over at the begging American and sighed.
"If I must..."
"Yay!''
Alfred and Vlad have been friends for about two years now and know everything about each other except of course personal things. Alfred knows that bright lights really bother Vlad abd that he prefers the night. While Vlad knows how happy Alfred is with Arthur Kirkland, a small, green eyed, blonde man from London, England, and that he would do anything for his friends and lover. They made their way to Alfred's locker before leaving the school. Outside, by a huge statue in front of the school, they met up with Arthur. Alfred smiled at the blonde.
"Hey, babe!"
"Hi."
They shared a small kiss, intertwined fingers and they were on their way to Alfred's house. Arthur glanced over at the Romanian and smiled.
"He begged you again, didn't he?"
Vlad smirked.
"Why else would I be with you?"
"True.''
The American looked back at Vlad as well.
"You don't like hanging out with me? That pains me, man. You are so cold."
''Don't be such a drama queen."
"Drama KING. Get it right.''
"Oh yes, I apologize for my imcompetence, Sire."
"That's right, you better apologize."
Arthur laughed a bit at their conversation and Alfred kissed his cheek.
"That makes you my queen."
"Whatever you say, your highness."
Alfred wrapped his arms around the both of them.
"It's good to be king."
Vlad and Arthur looked at each other and smiled. They broke free from Alfred's arms and continued walking in front of him. The American pouted and caught up with them.
"You guys suck so much ass I don't even know why I put up with you.''
The English man linked his arm with the American's.
"Because you love us."
Finally, they reached Alfred'shouse and walked inside slowly. Arthur looked around.
"You're dad's not home, is he? You know how he feels about us.''
"Nope, he's gone business he's not gonna be back for a few more days."
"Good, maybe now we can have a few nights together."
Vlad plopped on the couch, looking at Arthur.
"He doesn't like you either?"
Arthur sat next to Vlad.
"No he's a homophobe. Why doesn't he like you?"
"He thinks I worship the devil just because I wear dark colours and don't like the day. I don't even believe in the devil, that's a Christian and Catholic thing. I'm Atheist, I don't believe in anything."
"Oh, same here. He thinks the same about me because I'm Wiccan."
Alfred turned his game on and sat between them.
"Ignore him, he's just real old-fashioned. By the way, what does Wiccan mean again?"
Arthur and Vlad spoke in unison.
"Witchcraft."
"Oh, yeah.''
The Englishman shook his head at his lover's slow mind and opened a book while Vlad took the other controller and started to play the game with Alfred. It was some sort of fighting game. The American's mother walked in the room.
"Hi,boys. Want anything to eat?"
Vlad and Arthur didn't really mind what they ate. Alfred chose for them.
"Pizza sounds good, mom.''
"Okay, I'll be back.I already know what you want, Al. Cheese for Arthur and Matt and Pepperoni for Vlad, right?"
The two blondes nodded and she left. Arthur looked at Alfred and smiled.
''It's like she knows that we're gonna be staying the night.''
"She does. Whenever dad is outta town, and I bring friends over after school she knows that I want them to stay the night. You do wanna stay the night, right Vlad?"
"If you don't mind, then I guess I could."
"Then it's settled! Tonight is gonna be so freakin awesome!"
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Yay!! The first chapter of my Romania x England x America story is finally up. It kinda sucks because I never actually planned out the beginning and I didn't feel like it so this came to be. I hope you enjoy!
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wait Im confused.. Is it gonna be Romania x England x America as a pairing? or something like that..
btw nice chapter ^~^
btw nice chapter ^~^