Germany x Reader

Work

Your POV

After leaving Germany's house for breakfast, I went to my job. Yup I got a job, it may sound weird but I work as a maid at England's house. I take care of the cooking and cleaning, its actually quite fun. But I did force one rule when I started working over there, England does not put one foot in the kitchen EVER. For health and security measures. I grab bed my keys and open the door of his house. It's quite rustic but at the same time quite modern, I do enjoy coming here for work. "England I'm here!" I shouted when I came in, "Hello love had a nice weekend? I have to say that you look a bit worn out." He said with his posh accent. "I 'm fine don't worry about me. I partied too much last night. What do you want for lunch then?" I said as I grabbed my apron. "Well beef stew would be a blessing from all that American junk food that America has brought over last time he came." He said with a sigh. I chuckled a bit before getting to work. "Love?",

"Yes, England I'm making your lunch."

"No I was wondering if I could play my guitar while you were cooking."

"Sure as long as it not to loud."

"Yess!"he screamed with a fist pump. As soon as I return to the stew a blaring sound could be heard from the living room. "ENGLAND!!!!!" I grab my wooden spoon and charged in the living room to see England in his punk mode having a blast. "ENGLAND!!!!!!" I yell again. He couldn't hear me. Ugh. I walk strait to the plug and rip it out from its socket. With a drastic boom the music stops. England turns to me with a scowl but I give him a harsh glare that put his scowl in disgrace. "Didn't I say not too loud?"

"Yeah you did. But it was only five speakers. It's not that much. Right?"

"It's too loud." I added with venom dripping off every word. He shuddered and I put back the plug back in , "Only one speaker, understood.". And with that I went back to the kitchen to finish the stew. He kept on playing songs that he loved. After a few songs the stew was done. I set the table grabed some scone and water. Done, I thought. I walk to the living room to see England playing like a god on the guitar, I have to admit he's really good. Once the song finished I clapped," England, lunch is ready.",

"Thanks love." We sat down and started eating my awesome stew that I made. "Hey (y/n), I was wondering if you would ....",

"England speak up. I can't understand the last part of your sentence."

"Well I'm having a tea party." Once he had pronounced tea party he started to blush, how cute.

"Yes I would love to come."

"You don't find it silly?"

"Of course not, true the name does give me the impression that I'll be assisting a 5 year old birthday party. But I know you are a gentlemen and that tea is sacred, so I have nothing to worry about." I said while smiling. I wave of relief came over him. "So when is it and who is coming?" I asked.

"Well we are doing it in two days, and I invited Austria, Hungary, Liechtenstein, Japan, and you."

"That seems nice." He got up, gave a shy smile and said "I'm going to the basement, could you sweep up the rooms and then you can make lunch and dinner for the next two days. I'll have the food for the tea party catered in. Don't worry, oh yeah formal dressing."

"Ugh does that mean I have to wear a dress, god no."

"Yes (y/n)." I huffed at his answer. He left to go to the basement; I wonder what he does in there. I finished my tasks. "England, I'm done. Going home now." No response ok, he must be in the basement. He did say never to go in the basement. With that being said and done, I left. The walk home was quick. The only problem was going to be my brother, sigh. I got out my key, and hoped he wasn't here today. The door cracked open, ugh I should oil this. I sneak in trying not to be seen. "Well, well what do we have here." I heard, I quickly turn around to see Denmark. Crap not him. "Oh hey Denmark didn't see you here. How are you?",

"My, my, your home late."

"Well I had a lot of work, not my fault."

"I didn't say anything about that, it's more like where were you last night?"

"Uhm out partying, I'm allowed to no?"

"All night?"

"Yeah." .At that exact moment Sweden arrived in the room. He looked at me with his blank face. Oh no. The stare said it all. "Seriously, I only went out to party I didn't do anything wrong. Don't look at me like that you're not dad, your my brother. Life is so not fair." How can he be so mean? "Your home (y/n), welcome back. Did you have a great day at work today.",

"Yes I did, thank you, and it feels good to be back. Oh yeah I was invited at England's house for a party in two days." I explained. "Can I go?" I asked with a puppy dog face. Finland looked at Sweden with a questioning look. After an eternity Sweden nodded and left the room. YES, fist pump in the air. Oh wait I have to wear a dress, groan. And with that I went to my room and got ready for bed.

England POV

As soon that I was done with my project in the basement I went back upstairs. "(y/n)!" I screamed out. Nothing, I bet she already finished and went back home. Such a good worker. A screech boomed out from the basement. Oh no. I hope it won't ruin my tea party. Let's go see what went wrong.