Fairytale By Alexander Rybak.

You stood still as you searched through the song book. 'What matches his personality?' You mentally screamed, flipping through multiple pages until you found a perfect song.

Nodding at the person controlling the music, you got into a less awkward and unattractive stance. Turning the microphone on, you began.

"Years ago, when I was younger, I kind of liked a girl I knew. She was mine, and we were sweethearts. That was then, but then it's true."

France was 'ohonohon-ing' proudly, mentioning something about it being Hungary, but being smacked by Elizabeta and Gilbert right after.

Letting your eyes wander through the crowds you saw Tino patting Lukas' back and sighing. Lukas' expression was gloomy, he looked so sad! It broke your heart completely but, you continued.

"I'm in love, with a fairytale! Even though, it hurts! But I don't care, if I lose my mind. I'm already cursed!"

All the countries were confused. Who was this so called 'Fairytale'? Which lady had unknowingly stollen (C/N)'s heart?

"HOLY SHIT!" Mathias screamed. He recognized this song!

And yet, you kept singing.

"Every day, we started fighting. Every night, we fell in love. No one else could make me sadder but, no one else could lift me high above! I don't know what I was doing, when suddenly we fell apart!"

"U-um, maybe you should walk towards them..?" Someone suggested, America, I think.  Nodding in agreement you slowly made your way towards Lukas. The nordics, besides Lukas, kept a serious face.

"Nowadays I cannot find her. But, when I do, well get a brand new start!"

You handed the microphone to Tino, who was literally screaming, and pulled Lukas out of his seat. His expression instantly became flustered, his face, ears and neck completely cherry red.

Taking the microphone back you softly sang,

"I'm in love with a fairytale, even though it hurts... but I don't care if I lose my mind. I'm already cursed."

"You're my fairytale, Lukas." You smiled, earning plenty of  'awes' and a certain Prussian yelling 'Fuck yeah'.

"Sve! Are you filming?!" Tino whisper-yelled. Berwald nodded before zooming in on the scene a bit more.

"I-I..." Lukas couldn't think of what to say, he was shocked! Instantly, of course, your expression fell. Tino was shaking his hands viciously, and shaking his head 'no', in an attempt to calm your nerves. "I..." Emil and Mathias were holding each other at this point, too shocked that this was even happening.

Before anyone could help him you were gone. You ran out the doors and out of the building completely. Lukas watched you flee, still shocked from your confession AND how he could not respond.

"Fuck Norge, that's horrible." Mathias muttered, instantly shushed by Tino. "I know!" Lukas sighed, before being attacked by Emil.

"Listen now, Lukas. I've had to deal with your fucking lovey-dovey shit for too. Fucking. Long! Get your ass out there and confess!" Emil growled. Now it was Tino and Mathias' turn to be shocked, who was this Emil?! Where did they go wrong rais-now's not the time!

Lukas pushed Emil off of him and ran after you, as the whole room filmed the scenario play out.

As you sat on the curb, quietly crying, "I thought you knew I wasn't exactly smooth." A certain Norwegian man sighed. "N-Norge?" You stuttered and wiped away your tears. He sat down beside you, then pulled you into his arms. "Jeg elskar deg, (Y/N)"
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"What?" "I love you!"

When I lack inspiration^^.