A pale man toiled away in the lab under Loki's house.
His emotionless stone face and stoic disposition a mask for the mischief he was about to wreak upon the world.
"All done.", he whispered to himself and spread a powder in the winds, "let your love be tested by my power."

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2p Denmark:

(Y/n) sat patiently on the couch as she painted away, she was trying to ignore the worry she had for her Boyfriend.
She put down her brush when she heard a scratching at the door, she opened the door and found a Huge wolf staring back at her.
The scared woman was about to slam the door when she saw the wolf had a vest and tie on.
The wolf was bipedal as well, a werewolf.
The blue eyes looked into her (e/c) ones intently, "Magnus?"

The werewolf leaned down to nuzzle her cheek with his muzzle.
(Y/n) hugged her Boyfriend and led him inside, his fur was soft for being so puffed up.
Magnus sniffed around everything and went right to the fridge, he opened the fridge and pulled a steak out.
"Do you want me to cook that?", the (h/c) haired female asked and took the steak.
The blond furred wolf watched as she cooked it and drooled as it simmered in the pan, he furiously ate after being given the steak.

The female was about to go back to painting when her werewolf boyfriend took her by he back of the shirt and pulled her to the bed, he was not letting go as he curled his furry body around her.
"Fine, I'll cuddle you.", (y/n) said as she petted the furry head, "but I have to get back to painting after."

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2p Sweden:

(Y/n) watched as her boyfriend grew a tail and fluffy ears in front of her, she was scared.
What would happen now that her boyfriend was part wolf?
Bernard finished his transformation and looked right at her with his blood red eyes, the tall wolf stalked closer and licked the tears off of her face.
The wagging tail told her that he was the same Bernard as she always knew, he was just happy that she was there.

The moon was high and he wanted to go for a walk.
She was carried on his back.
Thankfully his long military coat stayed on him as a cover as his pants fell apart.
The little glasses he had on made him look kind of cute from being disproportionate to his muzzle.
His ginger fur was not too coarse, it was smooth.
Easy to grip onto.

Bernard set (y/n) down and ran off, his tail wagging behind him.
The female found the night was nice, starry and cool.
The big wolf came back and dropped a bone in front of her, his tail wagged more.
(Y/n) picked it up and threw it, her wolfy boyfriend ran after it after making a bark.
He was a giant puppy.

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2p Finland:

(Y/n) calmed herself down after seeing her boyfriend staring at her again, she was still getting used to him as a werewolf.
The intense red eyes never came off of her.
He was sitting on his haunches in the corner, with only his jacket and hat on.
His muzzle not in a snarl nor panting with a grin.

She finally calmed down and felt jaws pick her up by her shirt, he dragged her away from making coffee and started acting oddly cuddly.
The (h/c) haired woman understood what was happening when she felt something poke her back.
"Thurston. I understand you want to mate, but I don't.", she said firmly, "We wait until we are married, okay?"
Thurston made a huffing sound and dropped her before stalking away, presumably to get himself back under control.

He came back all wet with a hair drier and brush in his mouth, he had taken a shower and needed help drying off.
(Y/n) nodded and helped the dripping wolf.
She brushed his fur until it was dry and shiny, "your fur is so luxurious."
Her answer was a snore, he liked it so much that he fell asleep.

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2p Norway:

Loki was chasing Dracul around the house, the vampire looking man easily dodging the wolf.
The Romanian seemed uninterested in the whole ordeal, "what is wrong? Can't catch me?"
The Norwegian wolf must have been pissed by the taunt because he breathed fire at the Romanian.

(Y/n) sat on the couch and watched the whole thing.
This was honestly entertainment for her as she sipped her bedtime tea.
Loki finally tired out and plopped next to her while panting.
The Romanian man seemed to be smug in victory, at least his eyes were.
The female got up and washed her cup out, "how long will this last?"
"Two days.", Dracul answered.
"Alright."

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2p Iceland:

Egil may have changed in appearance, but he had the same cuddly and clingy personality.
The small werewolf was building a nest with everything he could find.
(Y/n) let him because he could not help his instincts at the moment.

The platinum furred wolf fluffed up the nest as much as he could before making (y/n) lay in the middle of it.
She was okay with this as it was already late and she needed her sleep.
Egil curled around her to keep her warm before sighing happily afterwards.
Both were asleep soon after.