Hetalia: The Wizard And The Bartender (The Magic Trio. DenNor, UsUk)

What's the problem?!

Lukas sat in a chair in a corner, reading a book. Or, actually, he was looking at the pictures mostly, since there was hardly any text in it. The tall Dane had started setting the table with alcohol and snacks a few minutes ago. The wizard sighed when he heard someone walking up to the front door. Without knocking the guests entered the room, a blonde and an, albino? "WHAT'S UP, FUCKER?!" The blonde male shouted, pressing his glasses back in their place. Lukas looked up slightly and glanced at them. He recognized both of them from the picture. The albino guy looked at the wizard with a confused look. "Oi, Matt, who's she?" The other male looked over and laughed. "She looks like she've seen a ghost." Mathias peeked out from the kitchen and smiled. "Oh! Hey!" He walked into the living room to greet them. "Ever heard of knocking?" He laughed and grabbed a beer. "Guys, this is Lukas, and he is staying for a while." Mathias said with a smile. The two males sat down, joking about Lukas' female looks for a while. "Talking about girls and tragic looks," The white-haired man smirked while sipping his beer. "I saw you with your boyfriend last night, Alfred, how is he?" Lukas' eyes widened as he began to put two and two together. "Shut up, you're just jealous" Alfred laughed. Mathias grabbed an other beer-bottle and shook his head. "Why would he be jealous of a guy who can't use we're, were, your, you're, there, their, they're, to and too right in a text?"
"Just shut up, man" he laughed again, leaning back. In Lukas' "world" there's three types of people. The Arthur, The Vylad, and The Lukas. It would cause chaos if there was more than one of them in a group, worst would be two Vylad's. But here, here there was, what, a new type? Three Alfred's? The human world was probably at it's end.

《4 hours later》

"OUT OF ZHE WAY!!!" Gilbert shouted and ran out of the room, covering his mouth. "Fuck his accent is thick again, I'LL HOLD YOUR HAIR" Mathias laughed and followed him to the bathroom, leaving Alfred and Lukas in the living room. Lukas tried his best to ignore the american in the couch, but he could swear that he was looking at him. Lukas shifted slightly in his seat and looked away, hearing the german bastard throwing up, followed by the danish man's annoying laughter. God how he longed for his home. "Lukas I asked you a question." Lukas jumped slightly as he snapped out of his thoughts. He quickly turned his head towards Alfred. "Why the fuck are you here?" Alfred glared. Lukas raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" The blonde male hissed slightly and sat closer to him. "Why are you here? Why did you get to stay, and Artie didn't?" Lukas stared at him, not sure how to reply. "Your existence annoys me. Please back off" Lukas said blankly. But Alfred refused to listen, and kept glaring. Lukas stared at him for a few seconds, before letting out a sigh. "Didn't reach the portal in time, okay?" Alfred cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "You sure?" the Norwegian mentally face-palmed, wondering how on planet earth Arthur could've fallen for this idiot. It took the two other males a while before they stepped into the living-groom again, laughing at each other. "It was like a demon was exiting or entering my body though my mouth!" Gilbert flashed Alfred a toothy grin, and the American laughed, now sitting in his original spot. "Whatever dude, just don't breathe in my direction." Mathias and Gilbert made these inhuman sounds, Lukas swore it sounded like two foxes being possessed, or something. He realized a few seconds later it was laughter, as the usual 'aha' sound escaped their lips. To Lukas it sounded like it had been there for a while, desperate to be freed. Huh. "So, what've ya been talkin' about? Mathias asked and grabbed his beer-bottle. Alfred shrugged. "Nothing really, just- nah, forget it" He laughed it off, earning a confused look from the Norwegian. Alfred glanced over at him and shook his head slightly. Mathias tilted his head in confusion, but kept his mouth shut. The room was soon filled with this wonderful silence. For a brief moment. At the mention of something called American Ninja Warrior, hell broke loose. All poor Lukas could do was covering his ears and pray. Gilbert looked over at Alfred once everything had calmed down. He was about to demand to get the remote, when he saw red marks on his arm. He raised an eyebrow. "Those better be scratch-marks, Alfred" He half warned, half joked. Alfred smiled softly, taking a chips. "Don't worry, they are"

"Hang on, man it should be, eh, around here? I guess?" Vylad looked around, smiling awkwardly. They had been walking down this forest road for a few days. The backpack-straps began to dig into their shoulders,leaving red marks and bruises. Arthur clicked his tongue, followed by an annoyed groan. "Vylad you good for nothing, can not even read a fucking map!?" Vylad raised his hands, smiling sweetly. "Ah, c'mon, at least I didn't fall for a human~" Arthur's eye twitched, and almost automatically, he grabbed a handful of dirt. "Shut up, you! We are-, we, we're here?" He looked up, looking a little surprised. Vylad grinned and ran towards the wooden house. It looked rather old. That old in fact, it looked like it could fall over any moment, but had no idea which way to fall so it kept standing throughout the years. Arthur sighed in relief and jogged to the house, soon followed by his red eyed friend. Vylad threw his backpack off in anger and hissed at it, earning a confused look from Arthur. Vylad rolled his eyes and walked towards the door. Before the other could stop him the shorter wizard had already slammed the door open. "IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK, I PROMISE" a high-pitched scream was heard from inside the house. Arthur furrowed his brows in confusion and entered the house. The insides was thankfully more appealing and, well, better for ones health than the outsides. There was a few paintings hanging on the walls, some portraits of Lukas, some of his younger brother Emil, some of both, but mostly of them was of nature and houses. Vylad walked into the living room, his eyes immediately landing on a panicking blonde teen covering the doors of a big walk-in-closet. "Um, What's up, little man?" he laughed awkwardly, taking his overcoat off. Emil looked at him, and his expression immediately turned into a bored one. "Oh. It's you." He fixed his hair and opened the closet door. Vylad walked closer, a little taken aback by such a rude greeting. Emil sighed and picked up a red and yellow baby dragon. "Awesome!" Vylad reached out a hand to pet it, put was soon smacked by the teen. "Don't touch him! Emil hissed and held it tighter, the dragon sending them a smug look. Arthur walked into the living room as well, but headed directly for the kitchen. Or, kitchen and kitchen, it was more of a workbench with a underground fridge. There was salted and dried fish hanging from the roof, and, strangely enough, two half full cups standing on the bench. "Um, why pour two glasses full of, I don't know what it is, when it's only one pe-" Emil laughed and petted the dragon. "I'm not alone here, ya know. Say hi to Leon" Emil grinned and hugged the dragon. "Don't tell Lukas, he'd kill him" Arthur and Vylad exchanged looks. "Um, look, Emil. Something has happened, and-" "Look kid," Vylad interrupted. "We've been walking for hours, because someone thought that there wouldn't be need for any means of transport, and, that someone is too lazy soooo, mind if we stay here?" He asked and sat down on the worn out (but comfy) couch. Emil grunted slightly and put the dragon down. "I do, actually. Ya can't just come here, to my house, and expect me to-" "Lukas is gone, Kid." Arthur sighed. Emil looked at him with wide eyes. "Yer, he, what do ya mean?" Arthur sighed again. "We're trying our best to get him back.." "And we can't do that on an empty belly, feed us pesant!" Vylad shouted

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Okay, from now on, I'll make shorter chapters. Damn😂😂)