Gilbert stuck out his arm to signal to you to stop walking and he tilted back his head, tossing a butterscotch off his thumb that launched the boiled candy into the sky and aimed his head up to it with an open mouth. The boiled piece of candy landed perfectly in his mouth and he slammed it shut as he did a partial star-jump with his ruby eyes sealed shut and showed a goofy toothed grin as he stood there wearing out one of his many victory stances.

You: high-fiving him
NICE! But let a pro show you how it's DONE!

You began to unwrap a butterscotch and then noticed a group of unmistakable faces browsing the fete.

You: shouting out and waving with the candy tight in your grasp
OI! GUYS! OVER HERE!

It seemed as if Berwald was the only one that heard you and waited no time with letting the other know of where you were.

Mathias: fist bumping Gilbert
Hey! What's goin' on?

Gilbert: gesturing over towards you
'Mad skills' over here is trying to out do me in Butterscotch popping..

You sent everyone a cheeky and silent grin, leaned your head back, making the boiled candy airborne and prepared yourself to display you 'mad skills'. Only thing is, you never felt the candy land in your mouth and heard a few sudden boos; did you seriously just make a fool of yourself and miscalculate?

You pierced your eyelid open and looked over to see what was going on; perfectly placed in between Berwald's index finger and thumb rested the butterscotch, he frowned at you, sending shivers down your spine.

Tino: seeming disappointed
Why did you do that?  ____ was about to catch it!

Berwald: squinting his eyes
It's a choking hazard; if something went wrong the whole fete could have been cancelled and them ____ would be hated by everyone again...

Gilbert: standing up for you
Jou do know she is old enough to look after herself! Ve've been popping them all afternoon and neither of us have choked!

Berwald: looking into your eyes
Open your mouth.

You: confused
Wh--

Berwald: sternly cutting you off
Open... Your mouth, ____.

Your jaw hesitantly inched open; next thing you knew you felt the butterscotch being gently placed on your tongue and then soon a hand calmly pushing your chin up, coaching you to shut your mouth. With a puzzled look in your eyes you looked at Berwald, but all he did was mutter under his breath, "Don't swallow, suck", and then wondered off with Tino, Emil and Lukas; towards a stall that had candy.

Gilbert: muttering under his breath in German
Schwede, in einer unterschwelligen Anspielung so fallen. (Sly Swede, dropping in a subliminal innuendo like that)

Mathias watched the four head towards the candy stall, while leaning his arm on your shoulder, adding a little too much pressure and your felt it straining your neck; you didn't say a word about it. He then looked over at you with a smug smile and pinch your cheek, enjoying looking at the discomfort in your eyes. Gilbert was too preoccupied with opening up another butterscotch to be seeing what was going on, even if he was looking, it'd be hard to tell if something was wrong from the poker-face you were sporting at the moment.

Mathias: mutter under his breath to you
Your an obedient pige (girl), aren't you? I told you to get dressed up cute, you did. Your're being quiet, I didn't need to tell you to do that... And your going to drop out, aren't you?

You sent daggers into Mathias's eyes, silently taking his torture and blackmail, but your body language was doing all the communication for you. This seemed to anger Mathias and he squeezed your cheek tighter, noticing an odd tear building up in your (e/c) eyes; he glanced away from you and let go, looking over towards the direction of the stalls.

Mathias: altering the atmosphere between you both
Hey Gilbert! I heard your old, old man allowed a tasting of alcohol somewhere in the fete, finally! Do you think we all should look for it? You go north, elska (love) goes east and you go west?

Gilbert's head rocketed up like a dog's when asked if they wanted to go for a walk; he didn't seem to have an issue with this and left without any questions needed.

Why is Gilbert so... so...
Naive? Slow? Gullible?

Mathias: crossing his arms and looking at your red cheek
S-sorry.

WAHHHHHTTTT?

Mathias: rubbing his elbow
Can you let me make it up to you?

You sent him an unsure glance; just a moment ago he was hurting you while Gilbert was completely unaware of the fact because opening up a butterscotch requires 'SOOO MUCH CONCENTRATION'!

Mathias: making puppy eyes
I promise I won't hurt you, I don't like seeing you like than... But you still need to drop out, you've got a few more hours, so until then let me show you how nice Danes really are! ... ____? (Silly nickname)? (Really dumb nickname)? (Something that sounds noting like or no relevance to your name)?

You: sighing and giving up
... You're ... REALLY STUPID....... But, sure.

Mathias looked at you with an overwhelming goofy grin, but the next thing you realised was that he had interlocked his fingers with your and held your hand in his. A sudden warm glow built up in your cheeks at the glance of seeing both your hands clasped together with intertwined fingers; an organic jigsaw puzzle, with the final piece that has been missing for a millionaire, finally reunited to another piece that has never been acquainted yet.

Time seemed to have pasted in a blur of excitement, it was as if you were transported back into the past, running around making a nuisance with your brothers at you home city's annual fete; Mathias possessed a childish essence in how he viewed life. It's hard to think that he's been blackmailing you all over a silly title, but there is no such thing as a crystal clear backstory... Every single student here is made up of more 'complex layers' than they're letting on.

The both of you gate crashed a jumping castle and bounced around like a bunch scatter-brained goofballs trying to see each other's faces while wearing oversized hats you won for the both of you at a ring-toss game; Mathias was sporting a floppy sombrero, while you rocked a gigantic velvet magenta top hat.

The jumping castle 'hostage mission' didn't last long and was officially told to leave by a teacher, however that didn't exhaust your appetite for adventure; the bumper-cars aren't too far away!
You flung your leg into the car and tossed your hair out off the way to send Mathias a cheeky grin, but to your surprise he was already in his car and all buckled up, leaning back in the seat and his with feet on the steering wheel, taunting you as he wiggled his eyebrows.

OHH!!!
IT'S ABOUT TO GET REAL!!!
... LIVING PASTRY!

You waisted no time with getting in and buckling in, excitement making it hard to breathe and shaky hands on the steering wheel.

You: yelling out at him in a mocking voice while driving straight past
READY OR NOT, DANE?
I'M NOT THE KINDA GIRL WHO WAITS FOR HER PRINCE! HAHA!!!

Mathias: racing straight after you
RUN!!! HALF THE FUN IS IN THE CHANCE!

You looked behind yourself to see where he was, but was surprised to see he wasn't behind you...

*BUMP*

Your body jolted and slammed against the steering wheel, looking up with raised eyebrows to see who you ran into. The front of your bumper-car had made impact with the side of Mathias's.

Mathias: driving off
And the second half is seeing your reaction when I completely DOMINATE!

Just like first nature you raced after him, occasionally bumping him to the side and exchanging witty comebacks or as witty as personally Mathias was able to conjure up.

"It's not called being gay, it's called being FABULOUS!"

Holy s--
That can't be...

Another bumper-car drove right up beside you and you looked over to see the normal happy, go-lucky Tino driving a car, except he was driving a double seated one and Berwald was seated beside him, holding a bottle of what is most likely beer.

Tino: smiling
Don't worry... I'm not drink driving!

You: flabbergasted
Is-is h-he... D-d-dr--

Tino: finishing off your sentence
Drunk? Yep! I've noticed once he's drunk he turns into that Swedish Youtuber you introduced him too.

MOTHER OF SMURFING SMURFED SMURF!
I TOLD THAT SWEDISH FISH NOT TO TELL ANYONE!

Sense YouTube was banned on the island and Berwald was confused by its concept, you decided to introduce him to it once you had managed to hack through the system and made it available on your devices. He seemed to have took a liking to PewDiePie and enjoyed watching his videos with you in your old dorm after school; you told him not to have told anyone about it... Should've made him pinky swear it! But this is Tino and he is basically Berwald's best friend; the guy is literally driving his drunk and PewDiePie positive blood type friend around in a bumper-car right now, for Pete's sake! There's no way he's gonna start any trouble!

Berwald: dramatically taking his glasses off and looking at you
W-w-wassup BROS! It'ssss PEW-DIE-PIE!!! BROFIST!!!

Mathias: driving on the other side of Tino and Berwald
Hey Tino! Berw--

Berwald: cutting him off while wiping his hand down his face
Don't be a salad, be the best damn broccoli you could ever be!

Mathias: nodding and smiling
Thanks for the advice.... Hey Tino! Where did he get the booze from!?

Tino: pointing over his shoulder
A few stalls down was where the alcohol stall is, except everyone is only allowed two small bottles each... I can't have anymore, but I don't think Berwald will be going for his second any time soon...

Mathias: looking over at you
Is it okay if I quickly get one? I can get you one too.

You: smiling
Nah, I'll be fine; I bet Gilbert is looking for you anyway.

Mathias smiled and drove his bumper-car up to be parked, leaving you driving around the arena with Tino and a Swede with a currant identity crisis.

Berwald: face turning slightly green
Face your problems! Unless your problem is your face!

You: noticing his face
Speaking of face... Tino! I think he's about to vom--

*Creative vomiting noises* [Sponsored by 'Life Lessons', drink responsibly kids!]

Berwald was face first in a bin, spilling all his stomach's contents into it; Tino and you were both on opposite sides of him, rubbing his back and providing a sense of security while he was in a vulnerable state like this.

Tino: chatting to you like this is all normal
I'm excited to see the firecrackers tonight, apparently they're going to be ignited straight after the President and Vice are read out; it's very festive!

You: twirling Berwald's glasses in your other hand
Don't remind me, I'm kinda nervous about the results and anxious if the firecracker Ivan and I made actually works...

Tino: cheery and glancing around
After this is done, should we all go over to Kiku's stall and get him to draw us all as a 'keep-sake' to remember this moment?

Berwald: lifting his head out and wiping his face
Ya... As long as I can sit down...

You handed over Berwald is glasses and help Tino hopple him over to where Kiku had his stall set up, the three of you all took a seat and sat there in silence listening to Kiku's pencil against the paper.

Berwald: slowly becoming normal again
D-Did you always have that hat on?

You: playfully rustling up Berwald's hair
Yeah, plus I think it will be fun in the drawing.

Berwald: looking back at Kiku and mumbling to himself Swedish
Det är min udda flicka. (That's my quirky girl)

Tino: nasally giggling and whispering to himself in Finnish
Lähetän sen... (I ship it...)
Olet vihdoin sallittu joku muu osaksi kahlittu ylös sydämen, vaikka se ei ole mitään muuta kuin ystävyyttä. (You've finally allowed someone else into your chained up heart, even if it's nothing more than a friendship.)

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I was worried that I'm making Mathias look like a bad guy, so I tried to fix his image a bit, but it's just that's he really wants this; I'll try to clear that up a bit later.
I really love how Berwald somewhat 'acted' like PewDiePie, I remember seeing something once when someone mentioned that they always thought that Berwald turns into Pews when drunk and I tried to incorporate that in XD

Thank you for reading!

~BlueTimeFly