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"Please Luddy!" You pouted up at the tall German. He scowled, crossing his arms.

"I don't know ____. I really don't like people in zere." His cheeks turned pink.

You stared at him.

He stared back.

"Jesus Luddy. It's not like it's your porn closet. It's just your kitchen." You huffed, rolling your eyes.

His face flushed red. "I don't have a....... FINE." He moved so you could walk past him. You smirked, waltzing into his kitchen.

You had come to Ludwig's mainly because he had the best equipped kitchen you had ever seen. And you liked to have

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Something was tapping your forehead. Frowning you waved a hand, trying to brush it away. It stopped for a moment, then continued.

"Come on lass. I'm not lettin' ya' sleep yer birthday away."

A familiar voice rumbled. You blinked sleepily at the man next to you. His red hair was tousled, sticking up all over the place. Faint stubble covered his jaw.

"So what do ye' want for yer birthday?" He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at you.

"That's what you would want. Besides Peter is in the next room." You pointed out.

He rolled his eyes, "Ah should get Arthur ta' bab

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You stared at the strawberry cake in front of you and sighed. The candles flickered, waiting to be blown out. If you didn't blow them out soon, wax was going to drip onto the strawberry icing.

What was the point of celebrating this day anyway? Woo. One year older. You scowled at the pessimistic thoughts, and turned your attention back to the cake.

What to wish for? In fact, did you really need to wish for something before blowing out the candles?

You tapped a finger against the table top, glaring at the candles.

Whatever.

You decided to make the sillie

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"What do you mean, 'I've never tasted pizza'?!"
"I mean as in, 'I've never eaten pizza', Alfred." you said. You were at your friend and crush, Alfred's house when you accidently let it slip you haven't had a bite of pizza in your entire life. Not once, not ever.
"That's just unacceptable, dude." Alfred said. You bashfully looked down at your shoes. "Can you try to eat a pizza?" he said, looking down at you. You glanced up at him. 'Don't look at the eyes, don't look at the eyes!' you thought.
Dammit.
Too late.
His big, blue eyes formed wide saucers and he stuck his bottom lip out in a pout. You stomped your foot in frustration. "Dammit, Alfie! Okay, I'll taste your stupid pizza." you grumbled. He immediately brightened up and pulled you to his kitchen.
"Don't worry, the Hero only picks the best pizzas." he says with a wide grin. Pulling open the fridge, he scooped out a box of leftover cheese pizza. Alfred grabbed two slices and popped them into the microwave. "Wha

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"Are you sure you want to do this ______?" your best friend Arthur tugged on the hood of his cloak.

"I want an explanation Arthur." You tightened your grip on the plastic container in your hands.

"He's dangerous love."

"I know." You stepped forward, towards the swirling portal. Arthur grimaced. Rolling your eyes, you stepped through the swirling edges of the portal.

For a few moments everything was black. Everything soon came into focus.
You looked around the familiar basement. Well not quite. England's pentagram and rune markings wear no longer the

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It looked exactly like Hanatamago did in the anime, a white puffball with glittering black eyes.

But it was strangely warm, like it was alive.

Geez, talk about having a Stephen King imagination. Next thing you be thinking is that it would come alive at night and eat you.
You tossed it onto the bed, wanting to look through the packag

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You sighed, flipping another page of the enormous book. As much as you loved history, this was too much. The book was over eight hundred pages long and it went on and on and on!!!

What was worse, it was making one of your favorite time periods sleep inducing.

The said book depicted a blow by blow depiction on Operation Overlord a.k.a D-Day. Every minuet detail was drawn out to great length. Annoying and boring.

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You woke up ten minutes after your alarm went off. Scrambling out of bed, you rushed to get ready for the day. Your boss was adamant on employs arriving on time.

If they had an event for speed dressing at the Olympics, you would get gold medals every time.

Even though you had probably broken the World record for getting ready, you were still late for your job by five minutes.

Your employer, Mr.Kirkland, lectured you on 'Showing up on time' and 'Shouldn't look like you had let a baboon dress you'

After suffering this indignity, you were sent to the store room to st

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Well, he knew exactly what to do now: go over to the house of his video game bro, ____, pop that fucker in, and play until he could no longer use empty Mountain Dew bottles to release his piss(something Alfred had to do more than once on his gamer days)
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" ________."

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" _________."

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"I made breakfast."

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Heracles grinned lazily holding out a plate of pancakes. You blinked, in a

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You stared across the table at the oblivious Danish man. He was laughing at something Lukas had said, you had missed the joke and didn't bother laughing.

Why were you sitting at the table, staring at the man like he was the last piece of chocolate in the entire world. You had your reasons, reasons that he would no doubt laugh at you for.

"Um, Is there something in my hair?" Mathias was staring at you quizzically. You blushed and shook your head.

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You were the top student in your school, the best at everything.

Everything except math.

You hated the subject with a passion. Not only did you think it was frustratingly tedious, you also had a hard time understanding certain formulas.

You only hated one thing more than math, and that was a very pompous person.

Arthur Kirkland.

He was always making fun of how you failed miserably in math. Sadly, the rest of the student body felt he had the right to taunt you, seeing as he had the best math grades.

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"Get off Gilbert."

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You propped yourself up on your elbows, frowning down at the man.

His face was pressed in between your breasts, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
He did this every night. Sneaking into your bed, leaving you to wake up extremely pissed.

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You glowered at your reflection in the dusty mirror, wondering how it had come to this. your fingers tapped lightly against the ugly purple bruise nestled in the crook of your neck.

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by ~Ostara-Frost, Jan 18, 2013, 3:17:30 PM
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Today was your birthday, it was supposed to be one of the happiest days of your life, kinda. But today, you were feeling more worried than, happy.

Your boyfriend was acting strange. You glanced at Alfred out of the corner of your eye and frowned. He was fidgeting again, his clear blue eyes darting around.

"What's wrong Alfie?" Normal he laughed when he heard the nickname you had given him, not today. Instead, he jumped like someone had given him an electric shock.

"Um....stomach ache or something." He looked away from you, shoving his hands in his pockets and slouching further into the couch cushions.

"D'awwww. What did you eat today?" Resting your head on his shoulder, you patted his abdomen lightly. He flinched slightly, then gave you a shaky smile.

"Food." Your frown deepened. Normally he gave you a complete list of everything, it was a wonder he could remember everything.
Your eyes narrowed. Alfred glanced at you, then back at the TV screen.

"Alfred?"

"Yes?"

"What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing." He let out a nervous laugh, shifting slightly. You nodded, wrapping your arms around his waist. Alfred looked down at you, his glasses sliding down his nose slightly.

"You still haven't given me a Birthday kiss." You murmured, pressing your face against his arm. His "Hero" smile appeared.

"Well it's about time I give it to you."

Shifting slightly, he leaned down, pressing his lips gently against yours. You smiled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. Alfred's hands slid down to your waist, pulling you closer.

He tasted good. Too good. Usually he tasted like greasy fast food or milkshakes. But today, he tasted like......Lemon cake.
Your eyes snapped open and you pulled away. Alfred looked confused, his brow wrinkling.

"Alfred?"

"Yes?"

"Did you eat my cake?" Your boyfriend looked panicked, his face turning a few shades whiter.

"W-Well, I only meant to take a little piece, but then, before I realized it, I had eaten all of it. I'm so sorry!!!" He babbled, tugging on the strings of his hoodie.

You sighed, trying to hide a smile. Alfred blushed, his eyes lowered in shame.

"Come on then." Holding out your hand, you motioned for him to get up.

"What? You're not mad?"

You sighed again and smirked, "I would be mad if I had made that cake, but I didn't."
Alfred stood up, his large hand engulfing your small one. Pulling him to the kitchen your smirk grew.

"Now you have to make me a new cake."

"What? But I can't cook!!"

"Should have thought of that before you ate my cake."

----Time skip----

You had watched as your boyfriend slowly torn the kitchen apart. Ingredients, dirty bowls, spoons and sprinkles littered the sink and counters.

Alfred stood grinning in the middle of the mess grinning, his cheeks splattered with cake batter.

"Tada!!!" He held up a slightly misshapen cake, it tilted dangerously close to the edge of the plate. A bit of the icing dripped of the side, landing on his foot. You giggled, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"It looks great Al!"

"Really?" He stared at the cake. "Hmmm, maybe I should taste it first, just to make sure it taste okay."
You raised an eyebrow, a small grin spreading across your face.

"Just to make sure it's okay!! I swear!!"

"Go on then Al."

Setting the cake on the counter, Alfred picked up a fork and scooped up a small piece. He chewed, a serious expression on his face.

"How does it taste?" You looked up at him, grinning.
He reached out, scooping a blob of the lemon icing into his mouth.

"Alfred, w-Mrafh!"

You squeaked slightly as he pressed his lips to yours. His tongue pushed the icing into your mouth. Pulling away he grinned.

"How does it taste?"

You blushed, holding a hand over your mouth. "Very good."

He stared at you for a moment, grinning. "I am so glad I ate your cake."
Your raised an eyebrow, reaching around him for a piece of cake. "Why's that?"

"I get to eat two cakes!!"

You laughed at the childish happiness that spread across his face. Popping a piece of cake into your mouth, you smirked evilly.

"Who says your getting any of this cake?"

Alfred looked like a little kid who had just been told that he wasn't allowed candy for the rest of his life. His bottom lip was even trembling.

"Geez Al!! I was just kidding!!!!" You cried, trying not to laugh. Alfred smirked.

"I'll get you for that ______. Tonight."
You blushed, slapping his arm.

"Shut it you perv."

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