A/N: Writing on my phone so format is weird.

...or not.

hAH I found a way to format on my phone!!

Hhhhhhh I had a nightmare that evil bumblebees were fighting a nice bigfoot and trying to hurt my baby goats while they were eating chocolate, and there were hundreds of copies of my baby goats, and then dad said we had to give them away to be eaten and I was so mad I took off my pajamas at the family reunion and went downstairs naked.

What.

The worst part is that this is fairly normal for me in a dream.

Days later here I am trying to rewrite literally everything past Germany's realization.

I had to copy paste EVERYTHING over onto a new chapter because the old one was like, stuck or something. So weird!!!! 

Luckily this chapter doesn't have that issue.

The last one was part 74

Why am I mentioning this?

Cudol ti eb ueusfl?

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An0n looked at N0na, Tetro, and Ari who were across from her, Readers surrounding the table they were seated at in a circle, each betting on who would win the high stakes poker game.

N0na narrowed her eyes.

An0n squinted.

Tetro cracked his neck.

Ari looked at his cards blankly.

Suddenly Tetro stood up so fast that his chair tipped over and fell onto Kosmos's foot, who then proceeded to hop around the room holding their foot and screaming in Polish.

"GO FISH!" Tetro cried, slapping his cards down on the table.

An0n smirked and did the same. "BINGO!!"

N0na shared a look with Foxy.

"They don't know how to play, do they?" PF said.

N0na shook her head.

Ari groaned and flopped onto the table. "I'm so bad at thiiiiiiiiis..." He whined.

N0na rolled her eyes.

An0n stood up and stretched as the crowd around the four dispersed. She was about to go into the kitchen and make some frozen grapes when a sharp knock came from the mansion's main door.

She looked at N0na and shrugged, pushing in her chair and making her way to the front door.

An0n peered through the peephole to see who it was.

A black, red, and yellow face met her gaze nervously.

Twisting the polished brass handle and swinging open the door suddenly, unfortunately scaring the poor German to jump and nearly drop his glasses.

"Germany!!! Great to see ya! What brings you here?" An0n said cheerfully, vigorously shaking the German's hand so hard he thought it might come off.

"Vell actually I vas vondering if-" Germany started, his accent coming through in his nervousness.

An0n cut him off by yanking him into the chaotic building. "Come on in dude! We don't bite! Well. Most of us don't. I can't speak for PF, and in all honesty I wouldn't put it past OwO and UwU..."

"Vait vhat-"

"But nevermind that! What can I do for you today?" An0n interrupted, sitting down at the table where she had 'won' poker. A shy bean ran into the room and jumped on An0n's lap, burying her face in An0n's shirt. An0n petted T0ni's back as she looked expectantly at Germany.

"Uh. Vell- erm. WELL, Polen and I are going out on a date tonight in the park, and we were wondering if you and some others could help...you know...make it special?" Germany said nervously, pushing his glasses up higher on his face.

"I'd be happy to help!! I'll bring Pyro, Pheonix, and Cheese along. We will make this the most unforgettable night yet!!!" An0n cheered, pumping her fists.

"So, you'll help us?"

"You can count on us!!!"

The two shook hands at the table, sealing the doom- er. FATE of that undoubtedly perfect night.

x - x - x - x - x

Germany paced the smooth wood floor of the gazebo, checking his watch from time to time.

The gazebo was set on a cemented pavilion, with colorful flowers planted all around. Surrounding it was a large open field, with the park's lush forest behind it, and a gorgeous rocky beach in front.

The gazebo itself was wooden, painted an aesthetic white. It had intricate designs, and vines strategically placed to climb up the posts supporting the roof.

Image not mine. I've been here before. It's in Michigan. Mackinac Island. Pretty place. Almost no cars on the island, instead, people ride bikes and horses. (You'd like it Kos, island is full of horses. Like. A lot of horses.) Best fudge in the state, and has some EPIC forts from back in the Revolutionary war. People always assume the only states in that war were the original thirteen. Kinda true, but Michigan was a territory back then, but still was in the war! Same thing with the civil war. Part of the Iron Brigade. We are always overlooked because we weren't technically a STATE yet. We still contributed a lot!!! (Sorry I went on a rant there lol) Anyway, seriously. Epic place to go, really pretty, you can bike around the island, visit historic sites, see the cannons go off, see the famous Mackinac Bridge, taste the best fudge ever that's made right in front of you, visit the famous haunted houses, catch a ferry ride back down, try to comb Michigan for An0n, oop. Forget that one. Anyway. My gosh I'm just gonna stop now.

His black dress pants made a satisfying 'swish' every step he took, and the shiny black dress shoes punctuated the sound with their dull thuds.

He rolled up his sleeve once again to check the time. 5:59.

One more minute?!? Where was he?? Poland would never stand him up, so he must've gotten in an accident, he must be hurt! What if he's dying in a ditch somewhere and-

"Niemcy? What's the matter?"

Germany's back stiffened at the familiar voice. Quickly fixing his red bowtie, he spun on his heel to face his date.

Poland was dressed fairly casual, a nice brown sweater and black pants. The Pole looked at Germany's attire with a faint blush on his cheeks, raising an eyebrow.

"You didn't tell me this was formal."

Germany shook his head vigorously. "Oh nononono, I just like to dress this way, not formal at all!! Haha..." Germany said, laughing awkwardly.

Germany shot a desperate look at the unassuming hot dog cart.

An0n grinned and shot a thumbs up at him.

...Well that was helpful

Germany was starting to inwardly panic. He wasn't ready for this! Why couldn't he find anything to say?? C'mon Germs, think of something! Compliment him, anything!

"-Your necklace is pretty!" Germany blurted, inwardly cringing at how cliche it sounded.

Poland raised his eyebrow. "Um. What necklace? I'm not wearing a necklace."

Germany flushed and hid his sweating hands in his pockets. " Um, I uh. I meant. Your NECK looks pretty! Yeah. Your neck."

Poland looked at Germany funny. "My.....neck....?"

Germany scrunched his eyes, preparing for laughing, mockery, or anything.

But Poland just swung his arm around Germany's neck, and pecked him on the cheek. "You're so cute when you're flustered." He said, causing the German to start inwardly freaking out.

Poland grabbed the hem of Germany's sleeve. "C'mon Niemcy, let's go to the rock beach!!!"

Germany couldn't stop a foolish smile from crossing his face as he stumbled along, following his boyfriend.

x - x - x - x - x

An0n put her head on her hands, watching the pair splash around in the waves and build rock towers.

"Ah, young love..." She said, batting her eyes, causing Cheese to giggle around her pixie stix.

Wait.

Uh oh.

An0n's eyes widened and she slowly turned to look at Cheese again, who was still giggling, madly, and twitching a bit.

An0n looked at Pyro and Pheonix, who were both trying to cook the hotdogs without burning them.

They all looked at the hyper Cheese.

"Uh oh..."

x - x - x - x - x

Germany carefully positioned the last stone on top of the tower, stepping back carefully and putting an arm around Poland.

The two gazed at the tall rock structure, the orangey light of the near-sunset bathing the rock beach in honeyed golden gleams of light. The waves sparkled and shimmered, as if someone had tossed a barrel of glitter in the lake.

It was breathtaking.

Poland leaned his head on Germany's shoulder. Everything was perfect.

Their reverie was interrupted with the animal-like growl of Poland's stomach. He looked sheepishly at Germany, who chuckled and took his hand.

"C'mon, let's go get something to eat."

The two walked leisurely down the concrete path, admiring the petite flowers that lined the path, each bathed in an ethereal golden light. The heat of the day was slowly succumbing to the chill of the night.

Germany shivered slightly as a cool breeze blew by them. Poland wasn't as affected as he was wearing a sweater and dressed for the weather.

Germany's slight discomfort did not go unnoticed by the Pole, who wrapped an arm around the other in a side hug. The two continued to walk, and Germany gave a small smile at the thoughtfulness of his boyfriend.

But the cold was only one of the things causing the German's uncomfort.

He had the vague feeling that he did something wrong...

Shrugging it off, he closed his eyes and smiled.

Finally.

At long last.

A date where something DIDN'T go up in flames-

Flames.

Fire.

Pyro.

An0n

Earlier...

"So let me get this right, you want me to give you dating advice?!?"

Germany nodded, a little anxious by N0na's incredulity.

N0na looked lost for a second. Even though she and Ira were a couple, they hadn't really gone on many dates.

They mostly just chilled out and took care of the kids.

And the few dates they'd had were.......probably not ones Germany had in mind.

"Well, I don't know much about dating. But I'll give you some advice for asking around."

Germany perked up.

"Don't ask An0n. Or any of the pyromaniacs. Or else your date will literally crash and burn."

Germany nodded, but in truth he wasn't really paying too much attention to the shadow girl, as he noticed the FourthUser children constructing what strongly resembled a trebuchet, loaded up with egg.

He cut N0na off and escaped the area before too much chaos erupted.

x - x - x - x - x

Germany was snapped back into reality when he heard Poland's gasp.

He focused his eyes on the sight before them, mouth dropping and eyes widening in horror.

The hotdog cart was on fire.

x - x - x - x - x

Germany and Poland sat on the top of the Gazebo, watching in shock as the three pyro maniacs whooped and yelled.

Pyro had given An0n and Pheonix what looked to be little colored pellets, and by throwing them in, cause the sheets of flame to spiral into the sky as various vibrant colors that stood out against the dark and purple streaked sky with white pinpricks of starry light.

Cheese was still hyper, and was bouncing around the park, going to and fro from the hotdog stand pyre to the forest, returning with dry logs at a frighteningly fast pace and energy.

The flames spiraled higher and higher.

Germany watched dejectedly as his dinner plans went literally up in flames.

He could only imagine that Poland was furious, or disappointed, or upset that everything had gone so wrong.

He dropped his head into his hands.

Why must everything he tries to do, go so wrong??

Why was he such a failure of a boyfriend...

"Polen, I'm sorry-" He started.

"-For what??" Poland inquired, cutting him off.

Steeling himself to meet Poland's gaze, the German peeked out from between his hands, afraid of the expression that might be on the Pole's face from the disaster.

He was not expecting Poland's real reaction.

Poland was enraptured by the mesmerizing flames, the reflection of the multicolored fire dancing and swinging in his eyes. 

He gave a soft gasp as a shower of sparks spiralled up into the sky, like little orange fireflies, eventually extinguishing their glow.

Eventually, Poland spoke. "Niemcy, I don't know what you are sorry for!!! This is the one of the best nights of my life!!"

Germany's eyes widened in surprise, and Poland threw an arm over the confused German's shoulder.

"So clever of you to ask the pyros to put on a surprise show for us tonight!!! I wasn't expecting a thing!!! Germany, you are the best boyfriend a gay- er. A guy could ever ask for!!!"

"But-"

Poland leaned forward, and cut Germany off with a sweet kiss.

Germany's eyes widened, but he closed them and moved forwards to kiss back,

-only to fall into the Pole's lap, as Poland had gone back to watching the 'show'.

Poland hugged Germany close, striking his back as if he was petting a cat. 

After a few minutes, Cheese somehow scrambled up to the top of the gazebo with her crazy sugar-high Pixie Stix powers, and gave them some pierogies and wurst soup, an odd combination that the two had invented by combining their favorite foods. 

The two boys ate their soup, watching as the dark siloughettes of the pyros ran and danced around the ever-climbing sheets of flame, pillars and columns of twisting and spiralling flames, rose pink, real blue, spring green, ruby red, and all of the jewel-toned colors in between.

Germany let out a contented sigh.

Who knew that a perfect date would be one that would Crash and Burn?

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HAHAAAA I FINALLY DID IT!!!!

IN YOUR DIGITAL FACE WATTPAD!!!!

>':D

Sadly, not as good as the original. Longer, but not as good. 

But not by much.

I like this.

Ngl, a little scared to post this right before bed.

I'm probably gonna wake up to a ton of notifs.

XD

WhAtEvAh

Oh, also y'all can request me do a ship shot with CH characters, or Readers, or like, An0n or N0na.

Or a friendship shot of those guys.

Or a scenario, like, idk, shoving a couple characters in a room, or leaving them to babysit, or yeah.

No guarantee I'll do it.

But if I'm inspired, and I feel like it, I'll do it.

Huh. Or you could request part 3 for that ghost rusame. 

Completely forgot about that ngl.

I'm kinda rambling tbh.

Just post it 

C'mon 

POST IT

WHY AREN'T YOU POSTING?!?!?

Maybe I'm afraid of it all getting deleted again.

Only one way to find out......

*holds breath and presses publish,  with fingers crossed*