A songfic yooo not really but the reader and Norway sing here so enjoy yoo.
Bold is reader
Italic is norway
Bold italic are reader and norway
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Footsteps sounded in the forest, for the ground were covered in dead leaves. His breathe are able to be heard for he was getting tired, using one hand, he wipe his sweat with the back of his palm. He looked around, seeing that there is no one in the forest, he sat down and open his magic book. Scanning from page to page carefully.
Little that he know a ghost is watching him, a ghost of a beautiful female with (h/c) hair, (e/c)orbs, and (s/t) skin. Though it seemes white for she was glowing white, well, at least that's how the indigo people commented. Many said she was beautiful, sad that she died in such tragic way. In the war. War that destoryed homes, villages, towns, and people.
At last, he notive a faint white glow. Eying it carefully, he spoke "now don't be shy, come out." The girl refuse to move an inch. "I know you're there so it is obviously pointless for you to try and hide." He sighed irritatedly. The ghost gave up and comes out, slowly inching towards the Norwegian Male. "I'm sorry if I bothered you" she spoke, her voice sweet, yet sounded dead as well.
"It is fine." He spoke before glancing back to the book.
"Who are you? It's been awhile since someone came"
"I'm Lukas, and I am sure that you are ghost, right?"
"that's true, and my name is (f/n) (l/n)."
"Suits a beautiful girl like you"
"Thank you, I've barely hear those words now"
"What? The words I just said?" He said, rising one eyebrow at her, by now. He has already close his magic book and had got interested in talking to this poor, beautiful creature. He earned a nod for his sentenced. The ghost decided to sit down next to the dull eyed male. "Why are you here?" She asked suddenly after a few momments of silence between them.
"I need a quiet place..." he answered looking up to the sky.
"But a place too quiet sometimes freak me out.." she started.
she add "But I'm glad when someone came... even if they can't see me"
"Hn. I agree" he said. "Well I need to get going, I don't want an idiotic Dane came here and ruin the peace" he said, standing up and placing his magic book inside his bag. "I hope to see you again" she said, smiling happily. Norway gave out a curt nod and went off. She turned away and leave the opposite direction.
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"Are you are you
Coming to the tree?
Where they strung up a man
They say he murdered 3
Strange things did happen here
No strangers wouldn it be
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree"
A soft voice sounded throughout the Forest, it was heard by all, even though they could not see the singer, but Norway sees her. This song, is the song he used to sing when he was alone, so how come does she knows? Probably before he manage to notice her, long long time ago, which is weeks ago. He went through the forest, going closer towards the ghost.
"Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where the Dead man
Called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
no stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree" he sang back, trying to get to the girl.
"Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run
So we'd both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree" she smiled as she sang back.
Smiling to himself, he hoped to sing this part together with her, just like she wanted to sing this part together. Not that they both noticed they had the same hope.
" Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Wear a necklace of rope
Side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree." And they did, they sang the part together.
"Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree."
" Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree."
"Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where dead man called, out
For his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree."
And by the time the song ended, both are standing in front of each other at a small hill, and at the small hill, stood a big tree, the only tree growing beautifully, even if it is Fall. The other tree's leaves are dropping, the other trees has no leaves, their leaves are on the ground, with the color brownish orange.
"Hello Lukas" she greeted.
"You've been watching me."
"Yes."
"Hn, you're a good singer"
"Thanks, you too"
"Takk" he mumbled.
She giggled, rising an eyebrow he stared at her weirdly." hva? hørsels meg å si takk er merkelig?(1)" he asked, more like spat but whatever. Shaking her head, she smiled. " Nei, det er bare at du virker sjenert, sa takk mens mumler(2)" sighing in relieve, the Norwegian male sat down, leaning against the tree. SHe also did the same as he does, though she leaned her head against his shoulder.
"dette er fint(3)" she said slowly.
"I agree with you" he nodded.
THe two stayed like that, and soon enough she grew sleepy, which worried him, for all the times he had spent with her, hse had never felt sleepy. His face may seem calm, but his mind and heart are beyond afraid. "WHy are you tired? You never seem tired" he asked. Yawning slightly, she replied. "Lukas.. I need you to know, that this is my last day with you" Shocked, he abruptly turn to her and held her shoulder.
"Y-your last day? What do you mean?!"
"The feeling in my heart means that I am ready to sleep peacefully"
"C-can't you stay longer?"
"Jeg beklager Lukas, men ingen(4)"
"Then I would like to tell you..."
"Ja?"
"Jeg elsker deg" and with that, he kissed the ghost softly, shocking her. It may feel like kissing air, but it felt really warm and loving, which he adored and refuse the leave. She kissed back, feeling his lips for the very first time, and the last time. "Jeg elsker deg og" he said, tears streaming down his pale face. She whispered something to the Norwegian before she vanished. Which was...
"takk for alt, Norge(5)"
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Translation:
1. hva? hørsels meg å si takk er merkelig?: what? Watching me say thank you is weird?
2. Nei, det er bare at du virker sjenert, sa takk mens mumler: no, it's just that you seem shy, saying thank you while mumbling.
3. Dette er fint: this is nice
4. Jeg beklager Lukas, men ingen: I'm sorry Lukas, but no
5. Takk for alt, Norge.: Thank you for everything, Norway
