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minimag1c · 6 months

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I'M BACK WOOOO

AND WITH EVEN MORE SHITTY WRITING LET'S GOOOOO

Characters :

🇷🇺Russia |he/him (cis male/straight)

🇪🇦Spain |he/him (cis male/bisexual)

🇩🇰Denmark|he/him (cis male/gay)

🇮🇸Iceland |they/them (non binary afab/questioning)

Ship :

🇩🇰 x 🇪🇦

➪I tried to improve myself when it comes to writing chaos but I'm still learning since it's very wobbly, so yeah- (update : omg it's horrible. What did I just created I'm so sorry everyone-)

➪swearing and dirty jokes warning (well there's only an implied dirty joke but still-).

➪it's an au

➪I apologize for the nonsense, the ooc moment (I'm talking about the character's personality given by the request) and the degradation of my writing, It will happen again

➪Iceland wasn't in the request, I just wanted a sidekick for Denmark too so I choosed them lmao

➪enjoy I guess?

Request by LuckyLucy92 on ao3

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"¡¿ESPERA YOU DID WHAT?!" Spain yelled but soon covered his mouth as he realized that the two were still in public.

Upon seeing the Spanish guy's reaction, Russia widened his eyes but eventually sighed and crossed his arms. "I've set you on a date, with someone" he explained a second time, earning another shocked expression from Spain.

"¿¿did you really matched me with someone I don't even know?? ¡¿¿And without my consent?? ! " the spanish repeated, offended, as Russia put his hand on the Spanish's shoulder, trying to reassure him.

"Okay I'm sorry for the consent part I wanted it to be a surprise." he paused a little before continuing. "But you really don't need to panic Spain, I knew him from a long time and I'm pretty sure you'll get along pretty well, he's a nice guy. " the Russian reassured but Spain didn't seemed to be relief at least.

"Russia, you're my friend you know it, I really like you, right?" he stopped talking then took a big breath before continuing. "But POR FAVOR why on EARTH did you even DO THAT-" the other man asked again but Russia cut him again, this time looking straight through his eyes.

"Spain, I'm going to go straight to the point : you know that you're my friend, right? I really mean it but you have to know that it's getting annoying when you constantly ramble about how you're single and 'can't find someone in your life in order to fulfill that emptiness in your heart.' " Russia quoted, making the other widened his eyes and laugh sheepishly, rubbing his neck. The Russian sighed.

"Look, I know you're stressed and all but you need to trust me. Denmark is not that bad and plus he's a gentleman, he will treat you right, perfect for you. " the slav said, smiling playfully at the end of his sentence. Spain kept looking at the Russian, torn between anger towards the slav, iffy towards this blind date or a little bit hopefully that... It will go well.

Still, Spain sighed and spoke again, a little bit convinced but not enough for him to actually says yes to that made up date, even if the idea now seemed... Okay.

"Russia, are you even sure that your friend will enjoy what you have planned because that doesn't only concern me but also him-" the Spaniard insisted. Russia smiled a little with an undertone of mischief behind. "Actually, Denmark was the one who had the idea first and he seemed pretty eager to meet someone he never met before." the Russian argued back. "and his type of men is exactly like you!"

"And how does you or he exactly define me as his type of guy?" Spain asked, raising an eyebrow as Russia crossed his arms, smiling wider. "Well, I can't tell you more, you need to this find out at the date."

When the Spaniard heard his response, he huffed in annoyance and lightly punched the other man who laughed lightly but soon, he comforted the red and yellow man again. "Spain, you need to trust me, this is going to end well, if you put just as much efforts as him into it, it will be going to be more than just a date in the future." he said, smiling fondly. Spain looked at him, still persistent to his main idea but in the end, he sighed and finally accepted, looking at Russia dead in the eyes.

"I'll only accept however, if it doesn't go well, you pay me a drink for 1 month." he said defiantly, holding his hand.

The slav was taken aback, surprised that the European accepted but in the end, he grinned in return and took Spain's hand and shook it firmly.

"Alright. Deal." he said as he walked away, satisfied. Spain kept looking at him walking way until something clicked on his mind as he widened his eyes and started to trail behind the taller man. "Wait, Rusia, YOU DIDN'T TELL LE WHERE DOES THE DATE TAKE PLAC. RU-"

[...]

If for Denmark, preparing himself was going well, on the other hand Spain was... How to say it...

Stressed. Very.

But it wasn't very surprising coming from someone like him.

"Do you think I should wear this shirt? Not it's too formal. Then probably a vest? But it's warm outside, I will melt if I put it! Then what about-"

He was searching around his wardrobe, sometimes putting the clothes in front of him to see in the mirror if this could fit him well or no but eventually he would find it too formal, too flashy or too much. His cat Jewel only stared at him, licking from time to time her fur while probably thinking in her head why on earth her father was stressing all of the sudden with a bunch of clothes.

In the end, after pulling out nearly all of his clothes in his wardrobe, the Spanish grunted and let out a breath in annoyance, turning his head to his cat.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much don't you think?" he asked as Jewel only stared at him before meowing and going to the other side of the room. He sighed before looking at himself in the mirror again, looking at his face and his hair, just in case. He took a big breath and looked at himself, trying to encourage himself.

"Come on España, stop trying to worry over everything. Rusia have told you that Dinamarca was a nice, laid-back guy, you don't need to over think too much." he tried to encourage himself as he slowly breathed in and out, calming a little bit himself down. A last time, he looked at his reflection in the mirror, a look of determination on his face.

"Alright let's do it."

Jewel meowed in approval, licking in between her toes.

[...]

"Are you sure you can handle my cat during the date?" Spain asked Russia who was holding a sleeping Jewel in his arms on his front yard. The slav nodded, smiling at the Spaniard.

"Да you can trust me Испания. Also, why are you saying THE date? It's YOUR date, yours and Denmark's! "he said, snickering a little when Spain punched him lightly on the shoulder, grunting a little while a small blush was across his face.

"Look I'm still not used to being set in a date with someone I don't even know, okay? I mean, it's not everyday that someone just decided to set a date for me."

Russia rolled his eyes.

"Oh please stop being so pessimistic and try to think about the better side. You will finally meet your potential future boyfriend! Isn't that great? Finally, you will stop complaining about how you are lonely-" he got hit again, this time the blush on Spain's face was visible as the Russian laughed again but soon regained himself.

"Okay on a more serious note, you need to think about the positive side. I'm sure it will go well, alright?" he reassured once again. Jewel already woke up but seeing that she was in Russia's arms who were warm, she just purred and made herself comfortable inside his embrace. The russ looked at the animal and smiled fondly at the cat as he patted her head and then he laid his eyes on the Spaniard again.

"she will be fine under my care, that's some stress you must pull out on your shoulders. Now, stop trying to find a way to only sulk yourself up and thrive at that date Мой друг (my friend)!" he finished, pushing a little the other European who blushed even harder as he regained balance and looked at the taller man, outraged.

"¡Don't push me off like that! "he spoke loudly as Russia dismissed something vaguely, gesturing with his free hand." Yeah yeah I'm sorry but still! Go on! I don't want you to be late! "he stated as Spain finally realized what he meant.

"OH SHI- uh thanks Russia anyway bye! " he said before dashing at the opposite direction of the russian, who stood still, looking at the Spanish, smiling a little.

He waited for the concerned to go completely away and held Jewel in front of him. The animal meowed in confusion.

"Are you ready to go after him?" Russia asked eagerly. Seeing that the cat didn't respond, he continued. "After all, I want to make sure that this date will go well with Spain and Denmark holding hands, looking at each other full of love.." he snickered like those damn high-school girls who shipped two random people in her class.

I know it from experience because I already got shipped with my ex best friend who abandoned me for a girl that used to be like me if I was obedient.

But that's not the main topic.

"Anyway. What I mean by that is that we're going to follow for any updates from the two. If they have made any progress, anything new, you know something in those lines... Are you agreeing with me?"

Jewel kept staring at him and proceeded to lick herself. Russia's enthusiastic smile dropped up but decided to relatilize and grinned again, looking at the feline with a flame of determination.

"Alright let's go. "

The Russian have let go of the mammal who instantly started to rub herself on his leg. Upon this action, the slav smiled as he went inside his house, the animal trotting behind, preparing himself to spy on this date that he hopefully want it to go well.

Because on the other hand, he didn't really wanted to waste his paycheck on Spain's cerveza.

[...]

Denmark was already at the place, adjusting a little bit more his white short-sleeve shirt in order to look a little bit more presentable. Despite the fact that him and Russia prepared the date of the two in a park, that wasn't an excuse for him to already be messier than when he arrived.

At least not yet.

He smirked to himself like an idiot because of his inside joke.

A tap on his shoulder took him back to reality. The Danish turned his head and let the gaze of his friend Iceland who smiled lightly.

"Are you ready for your date, bigboy?" they teased as the concerned one snickered a little and rolled his eyes.

"Yeah I sure am and stop calling me" bigboy" you know how weird that nickname sounds to me" he playfully punched them. Iceland snickered in return.

"Yeah I know but still, you didn't answered my question" the Icelandic stated. The Danish didn't hesitated a second and responded with a decent amount of confidence.

"Well, of course Island! (Iceland!) I mostly can't wait to meet this guy. According to Rusland (Russia), he's quite cute and have a calm personality!" the Danish grinned in a dorky way. Iceland raised an eyebrow, a teasing like smile spreading out in their face."Wow, I didn't knew you were into calm reserved guys" they said.

"Well.." Denmark paused for a second as he stretched herself for no reasons. "... It's true that I'm not the type of guy who would be into reserved one but hey! It's the first time someone actually prepared a blind date for me! I couldn't say no that offer"

Iceland looked at their friend again, their smile still not leaving their face. "Alright alright then if you insist, I'm going to leave then, you and your potentially future boyfriend" they accentuated the word in the end, backing away until they were quite far from the other Nordic.

"Tak Island (thanks Iceland)" the Danish responded, smiling back.

Iceland kept pretending to go further away until Denmark didn't mind them anymore. The Icelandic waited a few moments, carefully making sure that he didn't acknowledged them anymore as they pulled out their phone and went into their contacts, calling Sweden. Not a minute after, the Swedish woman responded.

"Hej? (hello?)"

"Hæ Svíþjóð! (Hi Sweden! ) Denmark is already at the place and he didn't saw me anymore. Now, what do I do??" they asked.

"Wait, it actually worked???" Sweden asked a little bit louder, in disbelief. Iceland nodded eagerly until they remembered that Sweden couldn't see them so they made a sound of approval. Sweden shrieked a yes before pacing a little bit around before talking back normally.

"Okay so Den is at the place right now? And he saw you going away?"

"Já (Yeah)"

"Okay good. Now, I'm going to ask you to go to the nearest hiding spot, I don't know something like a small spot to rest or a shop where he can't see you"

"Are you going to ask me to spy on him?" Iceland cut her off, raising an eyebrow. Sweden sighed and the icelandic swore they could hear Sweden rolling her eyes through the phone.

"Look Denmark planned this thing for a whole week and I've never seen him so invested into a thing like this! At least, I want to see if he actually put efforts into it!" Sweden immediately defended herself. The icelandic half believed her.

"Are you sure it's not because you and Finland had a bait on the fact that he will succeed in this date?" They asked, deadpan. The other Nordic country went silent for a while before speaking again.

"Could you still make sure that he gets that boy? I baited 10 bucks-"

Iceland sighed in exasperation but smiled slightly.

"Alright I'll do it, I don't want you to waist your money"

[...]

When Spain arrived, he had excepted a very romantic, cliché picnic date with petals of roses everywhere and a George Michael music style on invisible speakers as his suitor would lay on his side, a rose in his mouth.

Okay maybe he was exaggerating but still, he excepted it too be too flashy but to his surprise, it was simple and clean, no hint of a romantic date, as if it was just a picnic date with friends. On the napkin, a man was sitting, waiting (him probably) patiently. Spain raised an eyebrow.

"Wait, is this really the man Rusia depicted me? Wasn't he supposed to be flirty and other varient of that?" He thought to himself. To be honest, he was a little but like a veeeery little bit disappointed but hey, maybe that side of him was inside.

Speaking of the other man, Denmark looked at his direction and finally saw Spain in all his glory. Seeing the man for the first time, the Danish would have lied if he didn't find the Spanish attractive and cute at the same time and the simplicity of his clothes only accentuated his physique.

"Better found out if this body is just as good as his personality" Denmark though, starting to smile a little. "Oh well hello skat, I presume you're Spain, the one Rusland told me about?" He asked as he got up, going towards the Spanish.

The latter widened his eyes, even more surprised. He didn't excepted him to be smaller than him and yet he didn't seemed to be phased by the height difference.

"U-uh yeah.. You must be Denmark?" Spain asked. Denmark grinned. "Yeah it's me! Come, I started to got a little lonely here and I've made a few snacks." The smaller man invited as the other awkwardly nodded and followed him. "Also by the way"

Spain perked up and looked at the Danish who started to smile.

"I like your name, it's pretty"

Spain blushed lightly at the compliment and thanked him sheepishly. Denmark couldn't help but feel a warm feeling at his face.

"Damn, he is actually quite cute, I hope I'm not going to mess this up" Denmark thought to himself, leading the other to the napkin, starting this long (well not very long but you get the spirit) awaited date.

[...]

Russia hid his face behind the newspaper he was holding, checking from time to time the spot where the two had to meet each other but of course his memory had to play against him therefore he didn't remember where it was and had to go around the park for 15 minutes while nearly getting caught by some kid who pointed out the blue of his flag because of course he also forgot his device to activate his human disguise, like the genius he was.

But at least he had another way to hid his countryhuman form, well it wasn't better than the disguise device but it was mostly better than nothing.

Now he was sitting on a bench, Jewel purring in her sleep on his side. For now, no one have caught him except the kid and he was pretty sure that the tree that was a few feet away from him was the one. (the russian only remembered that the date he set was below a tree.)

"Rússland (Russia)? What are you doing here??"

The countryhuman froze on his bench and wanted to turn his head but he didn't had time when the person stepped out in front of him. The slav directly recognized Iceland's human form. He blinked his eyes in surprise before realizing that it was indeed Iceland.

"Wait, Исландия (Iceland)?? No, what are you doing here???" He asked back. Iceland raised their eyebrows. "Don't try to ignore my question" they said, deadpan. Russia frowned before realizing why they were there.

"Hold up, are you also there because of Spain's date ?" The russian asked, bewildered. Iceland looked up, shocked too.

"Hold up, are you there because of Denmark's date??" They pointed aggressively at the other Eurasian country who nodded eagerly.

"And are you actually trying to stalk them in order to see if it goes well??!" They both asked simultaneously

"Because you baited with your relative that it will go well???" Iceland added in the end. Russia stopped talking and looked at the icelandic, concerned. They blinked a few times. "What ?" They ask, incredulous. Russia sighed.

"Nevermind, forget it." he huffed before having a revelation. "Wait so that mean we're both going to see their progress?"

"I suppose" Iceland shrugged before continuing "but I do have a question though, why are you facing away from their spot, the tree is just behind you?" the Nordic pointed behind the slav who turned his head and instantly deadpanned. Dammit, how could he be so dumb.

"... I have my ways-" He mumbled, looking away, hoping that the icelandic didn't noticed his sheepish stanve. Iceland was skeptical about his response but eh, that didn't really mattered right now, the thing that mattered to them now aside the picnic is that they have found another person who was also into this spying thing and knowing how this type of plan always goes, it would never end up well.

Yeah probably Iceland should think that if there's already someone on the run, maybe they should just give up? Most of the time,if something like that happen, either the two are extremely good or extremely bad, no in between but it was probably better if they just let him do i-

"Yo I have an idea wanna team up to stalk them?"

Well shit.

Turn out Iceland didn't only wanted the money but really wanted to know how this date will go too after all.

[...]

If Spain or Denmark really wanted to say something or even start the conversation in any way, none of the two dared to open his mouth first therefore it lead to a... quite awkward silence.

The Spanish looked away, scratching his arm because of the tense atmosphere, panicking inside while Denmark coughed awkwardly.

"Come on España do anything!! Say at least a word or anything, this is getting suffocating!-" Spain thought to himself, getting even more embarrassed each second that passed. "Okay, maybe try to do the first step? I don't know try to take his hand or speak! ANY-"

"So what have you been up to?"

"Oh okay he's the one who started. Good." Spain thoughts, his mind relaxed a bit but his stress didn't go away entirely. The Spanish sheepishly coughed a little.

"O-oh well you see- well- the usual I mean- you know-" Spain mentally slapped himself for stuttering so much before taking a big breath. Denmark slightly laughed at his attitude."... I worked with Russia in the same building for a few years now and uh I got promoted, made a few friends, a few enemies and- yeah the rest is- pretty much the same routine" he didn't wanted to ramble too much, just in case. However, during the whole time, the Danish was actually smiling with a mix of fondness and mischief and when he realized that Spain have actually finished. The latter blushed a little bit of embrasement. "Yeah sorry it's pretty boring."

The Danish chuckled a little. "Nah, you don't have to it's quite interesting actually" the Nordic country stretched himself as he laid in front of the tree. Spain couldn't help but think about his white shirt being stained by the grass and the tree's trunk. The taller one blinked a few times before stressfully chuckling a little. "U-uh well uh- gracias- I mean- sorry- well "thank you"- it meant... thank you-"

"God why is this so awkward-" Iceland said, cringing at the scene. Russia was behind them, holding Jewel who's only wish right now is to get out of here. The russian didn't noticed it as he only continued to stroke her while looking at the two men, also concentrated as well before answering.

"Well, Spain is known in our workplace to be somewhat clumsy and stuck up so I'm not really that surprised it start off in this way" he shrugged before continuing. "Still, since Denmark is an extrovert, shouldn't it supposed to be less weird and silent now?" He asked, turning his head to look at the icelandic. The Nordic sighed as they pinched their nose, massaging it a little.

"I know but Denmark doesn't even seem to be that comfortable enough to let out his extroverted side.." they mumbled under their breath while the russian eyed them. "Are you sure? I mean... I've known Denmark for a while now and I'm pretty sure that he's extrovert enough to make the first steps."

Iceland glared at him, frowning.

"Well, maybe I know him better than you because Den is not that open to continue" they argued back. This time, Russia was the one who frowned.

"Are you assuming that I don't know him enough?" He insisted.

"No it's just-"

"Well I heard-"

The icelandic and the russian were too busy arguing about who was more close to the Danish that Russia didn't saw Jewel slowly slipping away from his grip, getting tired of hearing their pointless dispute about a random country who was with the person who was supposed to be at her orders and since the dispute was starting to get personal, the female cat clearly didn't wanted to be involved in it.

Jewel walked peacefully around the park, occasionally sniffing around her in case if there was something more interesting than a pointless date with two random people who probably didn't consented into this bullshit but somehow in the end they would be in each other's arms, vacuuming the other's mouth.

Very glamour indeed.

Anyway, the female cat was living her life alone, looking at the park while stopping from time to time when someone would see her as they would pet her head, making her purr in satisfaction as they also occasionally give her a small treat. In short, despite probably making Russia and Iceland freaking out because they have lost Spain's cat, she was actually living her life.

But that stopped when the chihuahua of someone spotted her as it started to growl and bark at her.

At first, Jewel already knew that it was futile to even react that the small hound as she looked at him, uninterested before turning her head, continuing her path but the chihuahua only barked furthermore, the owner trying to calm it down with his leash.

"Easy easy- calm down Pepito- Pepito calm down please-" they pleaded, struggling to keep the hound in place who got even more agressive, trying to follow Jewel who only judged him. Jewel wasn't already a fan of dogs and mutts in general but chihuahua were definitely the dog breed she hated the most, those little monsters mixed with coffee, ankle biting demons from hell and overexcited children on sugar and crack as how she liked to imagine it in her head.

The cat's tail puffed out a little as she snarled, not missing it as an opportunity to taunt and sass the small dog but that only angered him even more as the owner was close to release him.

"Pepito- Pepito please no no no- Pepito please calm down- Pe- Pepito!" they ordered but Pepito didn't listened as he pulled out the leash even more.

Until the owner lost their grip on the leash, Pepito seeing this as an opportunity to chase off Jewel.

The cat, upon seeing what just happened, froze for a moment in shock before meowing in distressed and hissing as she ran away from Pepito's direction, the chihuahua hot on her heels, her hoping that he would get tired at least now or sooner.

"...And that's how Sweden ended up in a fight against Finland even though I was the one who started it" Denmark chuckled lightly at his memory while Spain laughed a little, smiling as well, thoughts rushing into his mind.

"Damn... Okay maybe he's quite funny... And cute!... Okay maybe he's also probably ho-" Spain stopped his thoughts when a crimson veil was on face, thinking about what he have just said to himself.

Fortunately, Denmark didn't seemed to notice the Spanish's sudden change of behavior as he eagerly asked back, leaning furthermore onto him.

"And you? Aside the story you told me about that day when you and Russia have accidentally broken the photocopy and instead, your boss have scolded Lithuania, don't you have another fun story to tell?" The danish asked. Spain thought for a second before nodding, smiling widely for the first time the date have started.

"Well, actually I do have a story similar to this. When I was little I-"

Spain didn't had time to finish or even start his other story that a ball aggressively hut him hard on the face.

Denmark didn't had time to react properly as he widened his eyes, shocket. The kid who kicked the ball quickly scurried towards the two of them, dead worried about what he have done as he looked at Denmark and flinched before wobbly apologize.

"Oh shit- I-I'm sorry sir I didn't m-meant to!!" The kid said as Denmark blinked a few times, not really knowing what to say. However, when Spain grunted in pain, holding his head. The Danish went to see the southern european, checking on him with concern as the kid continued to apologize quickly towards the two.

"Sorry sir! I didn't meant to hit y-you!"

Spain rubbed his face as he groaned in discomfort as he waved his hand to dismiss the kid. "N-no that's fine I'm okay" he forgave awkwardly, still rubbing his face. Denmark only took his shoulder, trying to give some sort of support.

The kid was still unsure and felt really bad for hitting Spain in the face but in the end, the countryhuman have finally convinced the teenager that he didn't get that hurt aside a barely visible bruise below his eye. Denmark slightly chuckled and awkwardly tried to convince the younger human to let it go because it was fine. As the kid walked away (more like ran away from the scene), the Nordic country checked up on his date partner.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay? It did seemed quite a hard shot.." he asked, worried. Spain stopped rubbing as he looked at the other man, a little bit surprised. Even though it has only been a few minutes (or an hour Spain couldn't keep track of the time who passed too fast) since they knew and talk to each other but the southern european only knew Denmark's flirty and playful side, not the worried one. He mentally slapped himself again.

"Mierda.. of course he would be concerned, I literally just got hit by a fucking ball right on the face!" He thought to himself.

Still... Denmark looked so caring and somehow, it mades Spain's stomach even more weird with that butterfly feeling inside.

"... Yeah I'm fine. It's only just a scratch" the spanish speaking country answered as he got up a d coughed awkwardly, trying to hide his forming blush. Denmark didn't really seemed convinced until Spain continued to talk as he dusted off himself a little.

"And plus, always sitting started to get my legs a little bit numb" he confessed as he rubbed his face one last time. Denmark thought about it until he spoke in his turn.

"Well, why don't we walk around then a little bit? Well if you want of course" the danish smiled. Spain widened his eyes before answering quite wobbly.

"Oh uh y-yeah uhm... Sure. Plus, I still need to tell you my story right?" The taller man said, smiling. Denmark's eyes lit up.

"Oh I would love to!"

Spain smiled. There it goes, Denmark's joyous side again. The Spaniard couldn't help but feel his cheeks getting hotter as he helped the other man to get up as well.

[...]

"..And that's why I think they wouldn't go this way! What do you think these two are?? Characters from a Collen hoover book??"

"Where the fuck did you even got that???"

Iceland and Russia were still debating regarding of Spain and Denmark. Well, at first, it was supposed to be only about the other's friendship with the Danish and how close they were but it escalated quickly and started to get personal.

Probably.

Russia scoffed as he kept arguing. "It's a metaphor Исландия (Iceland). You should know that, even Jewel knows what is it! Right Jew-" the slavic stopped dead on his tracks and ramble as his face drained off of its colors. Iceland looked at him and the ground back and forth, confused.

"Wait, who's Jewel? Was it the cat that you kept holding when I saw you? Because I thought it was just a random stray cat that you found somewhere and decided to either adopt it or use it as some sort of way to make sure Spain and Denmark get to be closer and know each other" they asked. Russia only glared at them. The icelandic shrugged before looking around too, widening their eyes in surprise and slight horror.

"Uhm...Rússland (Russia) where are exactly the one that we were SUPPOSED to spy on to??" They asked tho their partner. Russia titled his head to the head until he realized what they meant.

"ЕБАТЬ (FUCK) HOW CAN WE BE SO STUPID. So now you're telling me we literally lost the couple AND the cat???"

"But that cat belongs to who anyway?? I really thought you took it because Denmark loves cat"

Russia grunted. "Jewel was Spain's cat Исландия (Iceland)! I brought her here in order to help me spy on him! " he exclaimed. Iceland gasped.

"You really bring a cat for your own purpose instead of hers??"

Russia deadpanned the other countryhuman. Iceland continued, less shocked and with a tone as bored as Russia. "Yeah I know, I should be more shocked about the fact that you lost Spain's cat but still..." They thought about a second about the situation before speaking, breathing out heavily. "Hey, maybe if I can help you find Jewel, it will be easier since I'm pretty sure none of the two would run away from each other, despite being so awkward"

"Don't bring up that "awkward situation" again, Iceland please I'm begging y-" Russia got cut off when the two anthropomorphic lands heard barking and hissing.

Instantly, Iceland and Russia turned their head simultaneously to search where the ruckus came from and was surprised to see a small hairless chihuahua chasing around a black cat, the owner of the dog, probably, running from behind and they seemed on the verge of passing out. The two countryhumans blinked a few times, not really processing the scene. The russian was the one to speak.

"Is Jewel really chased by a chihuahua who is getting chased by another human or is it just me seeing things?" He asked, rubbing his eyes a little. Iceland shook their head. "Nei (no), you aren't the only one seeing this"

Without waiting a further second, Russia suddenly got up, worried.

"I should get her, I know these little things from hell and they aren't going to stop their tracks soon!" He said but Iceland stopped him.

"Rússland wait, you forgot you didn't had your human form! You're literally hanging around with your countryhuman persona!" They resonated as they stepped up. "I'm going to get Jewel while try to find Spain and Denmark, okay?"

Russia frowned.

"Iceland, I don't think Jewel even remembered your face. If you also chase after her, she will probably consider you as well like some sort of threat too! Trust me, that's how she acted with me the first time I took care of her"

The icelandic personification waved their hand. "Please Russia, I will be fine! I've already dealt with animals before, Spain's cat is not different and I have still have my disguise! I think it's safer if I'm the one who do it"

Russia was about to argue furthermore but they had a point. He bit his lips, hesitating, before sighing and running on the opposite side, turning to look at the Nordic country one last time. "Alright then. But don't try to think that I didn't warned you!"

Iceland raised an eyebrow but shrugged as they made a salute before heading to help the female cat.

"Don't you think that it's so weird when every odd number has the letter e inside? Like three, seven, five and so on"

"Now that I think about it.." Spain said, a little bit troubled by what Denmark have just told him but that didn't meant he wasn't into deep thoughts like this too.

The two men were currently strolling around near the side of the park where there would be more tree next to a few ponds and the lake. It was quite calming actually and Denmark wanted to continue their conversation with unhinged facts and shower thoughts he always kept to himself. Somehow, Spain was also into that thing and now the two were talking about how hands hugged each other when they held or the fact that waffles are just pancakes with abs.

Probably, people who heard would question themselves but the two were more focused on their walk and getting to know each other. Spain didn't noticed it but his arm was crossed with Denmark's while the danish kept rambling until he looked at the taller one, smiling fondly.

"How's your face by the way? The bruise is not that visible like before but still"

The Spanish has almost forgot that event, if it wasn't for the faint sting sensation on his face.

"Oh well, it doesn't hurt that much anymore. Probably I still feel something it but it doesn't really bothers me that much. I'm just bumped that there will be an ecchymose right below my eye" he chuckled lightly. Denmark, his turn, laughed as well as the two continued to walk, not knowing Russia was secretly watching them behind, a smile of triumph on his face.

"Ha! I knew that in the end, they would be very much in love with each other!" He cheered before shutting his mouth, just in case if someone have heard him. When he realized that no one, fortunately, heard what he have said,the slav sighed in relief as he kept watching the two who kept chattering.

However, someone interrupted Russia's spying mission by starling him from behind. He turned his head and realized that the person was Iceland who was sweating and panting, their face and body full of scratches but they still had a wide smile on their face.

"I finally catches her! Done!" They said. Russia widened his eyes and blinked a few times.

"... You finally catched Jewel?" He asked back, in disbelief. Iceland nodded eagerly.

"Yeah, Pepito was quite very angry today and the fact that Jewel didn't recognized me made her scratch my face and defend herself! Luckily, the fact that I stopped their track have made Pepito's owner catch on us and calm him down. They were very nice!"

Russia was confused.

"Wait who's Pepito?" He asked. The icelandic blinked a few times before realizing as they clarified.

"Oh, it's the chihuahua's name"

"Ah. Aaand where's Jewel by the way?" The russian asked, quite worried at Iceland's ecstasic state. They smiled furthermore.

"Oh she's just below me, rubbing my leg right now!" They hung their head down as Russia did the same only to actually find Jewel purring, rubbing herself on Iceland's leg. The countryhuman smiled again.

"Isn't she just the cutest black cat ever??"

Russia restrained himself to snicker as he let out an unwanted snort, mostly because ironically Iceland had scratches all over their face and yet they kept complimenting Jewel.

But their moment was stopped again by familiar high-pitched barking sounds.

"Pepito please not again!!" The owner's dog lamented.

Russia widened his eyes as he saw the little ankle biting demon approaching vigorously the female cat who hissed even more, her hair going up. Iceland instantly took the hissing cat as they looked at Pepito, angry.

"No, Pepito! Stop it! You're a bad dog!" They scolded but the hound haven't finished his business with Jewel as he bark was harsher and even tried to bite Iceland's ankle. The Nordic yelped in surprise as they let go of Jewel out of reflex who jumped right on time and ran away, precisely, she ran towards where her owner Spain was.

"JEWEL WAIT-" Russia yelled but soon stopped when the chihuahua growled at him as he stood frozen, growing scared as the russian put his hands up.

"W-wait uh- Pepito right?- call down- you're a good boy, aren't you-? A-and good boys don't attack peop- Pepito please-" he pleaded. The chihuahua approached him like some sort shark or a hunter who cornered his prey. Russia backed up furthermore, his thoughts running quickly in his head. Pepito barred his teeth, about to attack until-

"NO! THAT'S IT! PEPITO YOU'RE GROUNDED! NO TREAT FOR YOU FOR ONE WEEK!"

The owner got angry and annoyed at the dog, tired of his petty and hot-blooded attitude. Pepito stopped his tracks and looked at his owner, shocked but also outraged before whining sadly, his ears flopping. Russia looked back and forth at the hound and it's owner, still on alert as the human took the dog who kept whining for forgiveness but they didn't flinched at it.

"Nu uh, you deserve it Pepito. I told many times to stop attacking people! Now don't be surprised that it has consequences." They sighed before looking at Russia. "I'm sorry sir about what happened, I really didn't meant to. Usually, he's not that harsh!"

The personification blinked a few times before waving his hand in a sign of dismiss, still a little bit confused.

"U-uhm.. no that's fine. That's fine it's uh- it's okay-" he stammered. The owner nodded their head before heading away, wobbly apologizing to Iceland too, who was still frozen in shock, before being completely gone. Russia's eyes were still wide as a plate, not able to process what just happened.

"How in the- wait... Where's Jewel??" He asked to himself again as he turned his head and saw that Spain and Denmark were already quite far away. The russian chased after them.

"I admit, it was... Odd. But it was also funny so it's okay!" The danish lightheartedly laughed as well as the Spanish, who didn't minded the purely visible blush on his cheeks anymore. The two have now stopped themselves in front of a small pond, the two sat on a bench in front.

Denmark have put his arm around Spain's bulky body length while the other wrapped his around Denmark's waist. The two have also put each other's head on top of each other. The two were calm until Denmark realized something as he gasped got up, startling Spain.

"Wait I remembered something! Didn't you said earlier that you were into frogs??" He asked. Spain blinked a few times before answering.

"Uh yeah ? I mean I really like frogs yeah but- why?"

Denmark grinned even more.

"Well I remembered that in this park, there are a few ponds where you can see frogs. Either on the ground or inside and since we're in front of one of them, why not trying to look out for a few?" He invited before adding. "Well- if you want of course" he chuckled awkwardly, a blush on his cheeks. Spain's eyes were still wide before speaking, a more sheepish way. "Oh w-well I would like to! I mean- it will be cool- well more like cute since they're frogs but uh- you know what-? Yeah. Yeah I'll come" he ended, biting his lips as his face was a crimson red.

Denmark looked at him as his smile grew wider.

"Wow..." Spain sat in a squat way, looking at the pond with Denmark sitting half laying next to him. Despite the fact that the two didn't saw more than two small frogs, the small creatures were jumping around, making bubbles and sounds as the Spanish looked at them eagerly, focused.

"They're pretty cute not gonna lie" Denmark stated as Spain spoke, his eyes still focused on the frogs.

"Yeah these two are a pretty common specie of frogs but they're still very awesome to me" he said as Denmark hummed in agreement.

The two were still silent as ever, enjoying each other's company as the danish dreamily looked at the taller man, smiling. Everything, despite a few unexpected things that happened earlier, was going well and Denmark really think that he have probably found himself a boyfriend. Still, he didn't wanted to take things too quickly but- it was too tempting.

"Spain?"

The concerned one hummed and turned his head to look at the other countryhuman.

"Yeah, what is it?" He asked, titling his head to the side. Denmark bit in lips, hesitating a little but he still gathered the small courage he still had.

"W-well, It has been a few while since we both met and talked to each other and I know that it's probably too soon but-"

Before the Nordic country could finishes his sentence, a cat hissing made them stop as it bumped on Denmark who yelped and fell in the pond with the feline, who was luckily not deep. Spain didn't had time processing what just happened but as soon as he came back to his senses, he widened his eyes in horror.

"��Dios mío Dinamarca!" He yelled as he leaned down to see Denmark's state.

Until another ball hit him behind the head, making him fall into the water too.

"God damnit Franck can't you just try to not shoot elsewhere than the actual goal!?" One of the kid yelled at Franck who raised his hands in defense.

"Come on! At least, be glad it didn't end up in someone's face like that one where the two guys were literally on a date!" He argued and huffed, crossing his arms.

Denmark groaned in annoyance as he sat up, his clothes were now wet as almost all of his hair was on his face. He rubbed his eyes in order to see what was the thing who bumped him but instead he met Spain who fell face first next to him, coughing the water that was stuck inside his throat. That startled the frogs who decided to run away from the pod. Denmark looked very confused.

"What just happened?? Spain, are you okay??? How did-" someone interrupted him again with meowing and purrs. Spain gasped to take big breath and turned to his side as he looked around until he spotted a black cat meowing at him. He frowned from disbelief.

"¿¡Jewel?! What are you doing here???" He asked but then Denmark gasped in admiration and shock when he saw the female cat as he agressively pointed her.

"Is that a cat???" He asked. Spain eyed him, not really what to say.

"Uh yeah?" He added in a low whisper. "I mean I didn't even bring her with me and I don't actually know how did she got the-"

Denmark didn't let Spain finishes his sentence as he got up, ignoring his wet clothes, and started to caress the small feline in which Jewel accepted gladly as she purred. Spain didn't wanted to continue to sentence upon seeing that scene and he smiled a little, lying.

"W-well yeah actually she's my cat and she was supposed to wait for me next to my care but she probably got fed up and decided to come"

"Well she's very cute! And quite smart to come here" Denmark complimented as he continued to stroke her. Jewel eyed her owner in disagreement before letting the danish to caress her.

Their moment was soon interrupted when Iceland called out Denmark.

"Den! Are you there?!" They yelled. Denmark raised an eyebrow as he wanted to approach them but then realizes that his clothes were still pretty much wet. He grunted before answering back. "Yeah Island (Iceland) I'm right here! Look into the pond!"

Iceland did what he told and gasped.

"Holy- what the fuck happened to you??" They asked in horror as they went down next to the pond. Denmark lightheartedly laughed a little, removing the hair on his face.

"W-well it's a long story-" he coughed up. Iceland looked at him deadpan before looking at Spain as they waved. "Oh hi Spain, Russia want to see you"

Spain frowned in confusion even more.

"Wait.. first Jewel, now Russia??? Don't tell me-"

The Spanish didn't had time to finish what he have just said that Iceland's phone rang out. They took it, looking at the one who called them as they answered.

"Hello? Finland what's the matter?" They asked.

"Hey Iceland. Sorry I didn't meant to call you but Denmark's phone wasn't answering."

"Okaay? What's the matter then ?"

Denmark leaned on the phone a little bit more, slightly worried as Iceland turned up the volume. Finland but his lips before continuing.

"Well- uhm- we're in Denmark's house right now and-"

"NORWAY AND SWEDEN ARE IN MY HOUSE??" Denmark yelled in horror as Iceland winced Spain looked around, not knowing what was going on. The danish didn't waited for the Finn to continue what he was saying that he took the Nordic's phone and talked to Finland.

"It's me Denmark. Don't continue your sentence, I'm coming. NOW." he hang up before giving Iceland's phone back to them as he turned his head to look at Spain, an apologizing look on his face.

"Sorry for leaving you so abruptly Spain but I've already told how did it end when Norway and Sweden cooked in my kitchen. I'll be back alri- wait I have an idea! Iceland do you have a pen and a small piece of paper ?"

The icelandic hesitated a moment before nodding as they pulled out from their pocket a worn out black pen and searched for the other a small torn paper of a diary. Denmark thanked them as he quickly wrote his number and handed it to Spain who didn't reacted first. He then realized what the danish have done when he blushed hard. Denmark decided to ignore it on the current but still, he used this opportunity to kiss the Spanish's cheek quickly, who only had his mouth opened wide, unable to say anything, his face redder than ever.

"Iceland, you're coming with me. Bye Spain, I really loved our date!" He waved as he took the other Nordic country's hand who wanted to protest but then, it was Norway and Sweden therefore they couldn't wait furthermore unless if they wanted to have a great fire for the night.

Spain only stood there, the blush on his cheeks where brighter than ever, his eyes widely open while he still held the small paper with Denmark's number.

How in the-

Someone broke him from this thoughts and the first thing he heard was someone panting and speaking with a light russian accent.

"Spain, there you are! I'm so sorry the mess, I really didn't meant to- look. I'm sorry at first I just wanted to keep track on you and Den as I bring Jewel because I was also supposed to keep an eye on her but then things escalated quickly and-"

Russia continued to wobbly apologize and explain at the same time the context of all of this but Spain half listened to him as his mind went elsewhere.

Like the fact that Denmark gave him his number.

Or when he actually kissed his cheek.

Or the fact that despite being hit twice on the head, he actually enjoyed the date.

No. Enjoyed was just too little to describe what he actually felt today.

"¿Rusia?"

The concerned one stopped rambling and looked at the Spanish who kept looking at the horizon, gripping a little bit more tightly the small piece of paper. Soon, a small smile started to form on his lips as he didn't cared to hide his blush anymore.

"We're going to meet each other tomorrow night, I'm going to pay up your drink"

Russia was taken aback by what Spain have just said but upon realization, he grinned widely and spoke with triumph.

"Ah! I knew you two would stick to each other after all!"

"But still, in there, you're going to tell everything that happened and how come and why did you bring out of all things you could, you bring my cat."

Russia stopped celebrating as he froze in place, realizing how fast Spain have switched from a dreamy, in love tone to a ice cold one. He chuckled awkwardly, a droplet of sweat running on his face.

In the end, Spain have paid for Russia's drink but the slav was forbidden to approach Jewel for one week. It was quite a bumper for Russia because he really liked cats, especially Spain's but with more hindsight, he realizes that it was worth it to see Spain giggling like crazy when he was on the phone with his now Nordic boyfriend Denmark.

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