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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 9, 2012 20:55:44 GMT -5
((Sounds good~))
"E-Eh? Really? I didn't even notice..." Spain squirmed a bit at the force of the rubbing. "And come on, I now you don't like me very much, but do you have to rub THAT hard?" His chin was probably red at this point and he was beginning to be in a bit of pain. It was getting to the point where it felt like he was beginning to rub off his skin, never mind the dirt he had on his face.
"Landy~ I think I'm good now~" His voice wavered a bit, almost turning into a whine. Try as he did, he couldn't get away; the Dutch man was just too strong for him. So instead, he resorted to pouting a bit. "C'mon... I'm not gonna have any skin left at this rate..."
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Post by [x] Netherlands on Jul 9, 2012 21:10:52 GMT -5
[Hah, little tricks to make it seem longer xD]
"You're such a kid" Netherlands complained, releasing his chin and putting the little piece of now dirty cloth into his pocket, regretting such act instantly. Damn, his pocked would be dirty now!
"Want a lollipop or a kiss to heal, little baby?" he complained, snorting. Well, it wasn't really a lie that Lars wasn't exactly fond of him, but he was just trying to help, dammit! "Your face is okay."
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 9, 2012 21:23:38 GMT -5
((I'm sorry if this seems OOC, but seriously, I can't imagine this going any other way. XD I mean, I totally see Spain being really childish when he wants to be.))
Spain's pout increased at the "kid" comment. "I'm still older than you are." He mumbled, looking away and gingerly touching his now sore chin (but making sure that most of the dirt and manure was off his hand).
"Only if you want to~." He smiled innocently, poking the other's cheek. "But you're too shy to~ "
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Post by [x] Netherlands on Jul 9, 2012 21:46:54 GMT -5
[Don't worry about OOC with me, man xD It's for the sake of the plot! And I can totes see him being both a child and a tease when he wants to]
For a moment, Lars could only stare at him, considering what the other man said. Was he daring him to? Calling him a coward? The Dutchman frowned to himself.
"You saying I don't have the balls to?" He asked, gripping his face again and tilting his head, cupping his jaw and brushing his lips over the skin of his chin.
Only to regret it a second later as it tasted of manure.
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 9, 2012 22:04:30 GMT -5
((YEEEEEEEEEEEEEES~))
"May~be~" Spain sung, smirking a bit. The other man's lips where surprisingly soft, especially against the sensitive skin of his chin. A small shiver raised the hair on his arm, as if a cold breeze blew through the humid greenhouse. "And that wasn't the brightest of ideas, unless you like the taste of dirt, Ho~la~nda~."
Oh, was this fun. He wasn't usually this playful or teasing, but Lars made it FAR too easy for him to do this. Plus, he was already kind of bored (despite being in the greenhouse; his second home almost) and this was entertainment at its best.
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Post by [x] Netherlands on Jul 9, 2012 22:22:01 GMT -5
Lars made a face. That...! The blond man went bright red, this time really in embarrassment, and his first thought was to punch the man in the face. But such thoughts were soon replaced by ones of vengeance, and Netherlands tackled Toni to the mud.
That Spaniard had just written his death sentence!
"You'll pay for that, Antonio!" Lars growled, pinning him.
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 10, 2012 9:33:40 GMT -5
Spain let out a small "Oomph!" as he hit the dirt. It wasn't that it hurt or anything; he just didn't see it coming. He figured that the Dutchman would just look away or something at his comment, maybe call him an idiot (or some other nasty string of words) but shoving him and pinning him to the ground was just a little uncalled for.
"Why do you have to be so rough all the time, Lars~?" He sounded disappointed, but the look on his face was that of a child's who was just told that he wouldn't be getting any cake after supper. "It won't kill you to be just a little gentler with me..."
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Post by [x] Netherlands on Jul 10, 2012 12:22:31 GMT -5
The only answer the Dutch nation gave him was a smirk. He loved to see Spain pinned like that underneath his body, helpless. It gave him a sensation of power he longed to feel ever since he left his land to this helpless place.
But he was in a good mood. Despite the taste of manure still lingering on his tongue, and Spain, Lars felt surprisingly at ease, thus more tempted to do mischief instead of evil. Being that the case, he wouldn't hit, or bite Antonio's nose.
Instead he got a handful of manure and smeared it on his companion's cheek before sitting back on the mud.
And laughed[/b].
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 10, 2012 13:00:27 GMT -5
The smirk wasn't a good sign at all to Spain. It wasn't scary, but it wasn't welcome.
"Lan- GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!" Of all the things, OF ALL THE THINGS he could have possibly done to him while he was helplessly pinned to the ground, the Netherlands instead decided to SMEAR MANURE ON HIS CHEEK.
Needless to say, he was very, very grossed out. He grimaced and tried to wipe off the slimy substance while trying not to get any in his mouth which he PRAYED wouldn't happen.
But while he was trying to clean himself off (which wasn't working too well) he heard something unusual.
Laughter.
At first, he wasn't sure where it was coming from, but when he pieced it together, it was Lars' laughter. He hadn't heard that... ever. The other was always stoic and emotionless (other than frustration or irritation) and even a smile (that wasn't a smirk) wasn't ever seen. And yet here he was, laughing at the sight of Antonio with dirt and manure on his face.
He chuckled a bit, realizing how ridiculous this entire situation was. "I swear you haven't grown up at all~." Now that he thought about it, that was exactly what little Netherlands would do to him when he was angry with him.
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Post by [x] Netherlands on Jul 10, 2012 14:47:06 GMT -5
Lars laughed for a long while at Spain's dirty face, looking much like a Zwarte Piet, the popular figure of his folklore that helped Sinterklaas, Saint Nicholas, his figure of Santa Claus.
That kind of made sense, since all these characters are said to travel from Spain to the Netherlands every December.
"You look like a Dirty Peter" Lars said amused, for once not afraid of looking stupid for being laughing or anything.
"And you're just smearing it all over your face. But I guess you won't want my help now?" Hell, anyone who saw him laughing like that would call him Bipolar, going from serious, angry to laughing and bright on an instant.
But to hell with it, who cared.
He might have smoked something before climbing all the way up there, so he was justified.
["Of all the things", what Spain, you wanted him to punch you instead? xD]
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 10, 2012 15:23:28 GMT -5
((Not want, just expecting. XD Though my fangirl mind was screaming "GODDAMMIT, KISS ALREADY!!" and I'm sitting here like... "Spain's engaged and almost married. Leave him alone-" "SHUT UP! YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT TOO!" Sigh. If only my mind had it's own persona.))
"I'll take your word for it." Spain smiled lopsidedly, kind of giving up on the whole 'cleaning himself' thing. And even if he was probably covered in dirt, it wasn't much compared to the fact that he was glad that FINALLY Lars showed some emotion and was actually almost happy. He had always been worried about him deep down since he seemed unhappy with everything so this was an obvious welcome change.
"I kind of guessed that..." He sulked, scratching his cheek. As he figured out what to do, a brilliant idea struck him.
"Holanda~" There he went with another of his famous puppy-dog begging faces. This one was one of his favorites, only with a slight twist. Instead of a puppy, he went for another animal that was close to the Netherlands.
A bunny.
Imagine a mangy, lost, lonely and depressed abandoned bunny, left out in a blizzard to starve and it really only wants to be loved but this one thing that Spain is going to ask is the only way to save this flea-ridden and freezing baby rabbit and that means that you have to do this one thing or else this poor bunny-wunny you see shivering will die.
"Laaaaaaaandy~ May I borrow your kerchief, por favor~?"
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Post by [x] Netherlands on Jul 10, 2012 22:46:43 GMT -5
[Lmao I wouldn't kiss Spain without your open permission. I fear Romano xD And even so, Ned wouldn't kiss him out of nothing xD]
Oh.
He knew that look.
The big puppy eyes, watery, helpless, sad, and everything pitiful a tiny little fluffy animal after being beaten up could be. The dreadful look, green eyes faking innocence, and Netherlands knew Spain was up to mischief and he should bereally careful with whatever was about to come, for that could mean his death.
"My kerchief?" he blinked, twice. He was probably with ill intentions towards it, he should say no.
But damn it, the bunny was left out in a blizzard! The poor baby rabbit was freezing and could only be saved by his kerchief!
"...Okay".
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 10, 2012 23:02:47 GMT -5
((I would say yes because I really want some NethSpa action, but I fear Romano also. ;w; I'd ask Roma for her permission, but she's on hiatus from getting grounded. >.<; This could easily teach her NOT to get in trouble, though. So I'm saying yes. XD))
When the final word was uttered, Spain dropped the entire thing (though for continuity's sake, the bunny was saved through the action), and snatched up the cloth. "Gracias~" Then, he set to work at trying to rub off the dirt and who knows what else off his face that was smeared there by a certain Dutchman. "Your kerchief is so soft~" He commented with a smile on his (now partway) clean face.
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Post by [x] Netherlands on Jul 10, 2012 23:58:33 GMT -5
[Man, I'll pray for every saint I know for her not to read this thread then xD IDK how to make it happen though, we let the situation escape earlier xD Guess it could be as a teasing from someone? Maybe Toni thanking him for the kerchief or to put manure on his face]
For once, Netherlands didn't mind that. It was just a kerchief, he had many. Now, if it had been his scarf... Spain could have made bunny, puppy, kitten, platypus eyes, and Lars would rip those same green eyes from his face with his shovel.
But anyway, it was just a kerchief, and it was being put to good use, to clean Spain's face. He was looking disgusting, with all that manure on his face and all, and the cloth at least made it better.
"You're welcome" Lars conceded, a bit pink, looking up at the faint sun and back to his tulips, now all done.
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Post by [x] Spain on Jul 11, 2012 11:20:33 GMT -5
((We really did. XD Oh well~ We'll figure it out somehow- YOU GAVE ME THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY. THANK YOU. XD))
As Spain was wiping off the last of the dirt he noticed something peculiar about the other man. His cheeks looked faintly pinkish...
"Are you feeling alright?" He asked innocently, putting his forehead against Lars'. "You're almost bright red..." He didn't feel any excessive heat, he just felt the soft skin. "Is everything okay?"
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