hej!
as you (maybe) already know, this is my first story.
i will be providing some background in this chapter.
THIS IS LIKELY TO BE NOVEL-ISH.
i'm sorry if you are reading this at a point where there is only this to read.
Denmark: NO PROBLEMO KAORIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*covers ears* stupid dane...
this is kind of a food-centered story...
here's the key:
y/n = your name
y/cn = your country name (you are NOT a country in this story sorry but this means the country that you live in)
d/n = dish name-pick any dish you love.
anyway, here we go:
~*CHAPTER 1*~
you are a 16-year-old girl (sorry if you're weirded out by this age but if you look at icey's human age it works) who just moved to Iceland from (y/cn), where you had stayed for the past 16 years of your life.
it's hard to move so far away...
new school,
new people,
new language,
basically a whole new world. (not referencing that stupid disney song)
your parents try everything they can to make you feel better, but it never works.
home economics class.
you've always liked it, considering how you are a model student from your years of kitchen experience.
yes, years.
*FLASHBACK TIME*
it all started with a 6-year-old you peering over the kitchen counter, straining to see what magic was happening while okasan (yes, okasan.) was cooking her mouthwatering (d/n).
"hey, (y/n), stand on your step-stool if you want to see.
i can teach you how to make (d/n) since you like it so much, sweetie."
after that, you and okasan started spending more and more time by the stove and oven together, and as you grew from a chibi (aww) to a youth, your skills blossomed. soon, you could bake and decorate, sous vide and garnish, torch and caramelize food all on your own.
*end of flashback*
now, that lovely kitchen,
that lovely bubble where you could forget the world,
it was no more than a distant memory.
still, you had home econs!
although you hated this new life, that class always cheered you up.
you weren't upset that you were not best in class anymore since all the assignments were for Icelandic food-that was precisely the reason why you loved it.
that was the only good part.
the new food!
today, you were going to make scones. quite unusual, wasn't it?
sudden scones.
well, nothing could go wrong.
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so, how was it?
Finland: I think it is going to be nice, don't you agree, Su-san?
Sweden: I l'ke it too.
Denmark: SUPER COOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
shut up dane.
Norway: Kaori-chan is right. Stupid Dane.
oh hi nor *blushes*
Norway: I love the story so far, Kao. Keep it up.
*insert kao's extreme fangirling*
Iceland: Hey, um, can you not make this embarrassing, Kaori?
oh alright icey... *pinches him* i just wish you didn't have to be in a x reader story...
heh i bet you readers can tell i'm torn between Emi (Icey) and Lu (Nor)
currently Nor is winning because we have the same birthday :3
bye for now. please wait till next monday for ze awesome next chapter (when did prussia invade my brain?)
love ya guys... ~kaori-chan
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Hjónabandsæla (Iceland X Reader)
Fanficthis is just a random adorable hetalia x reader fanfic that i randomly decided to make... maybe novel-ish. it's fluffy ^-^ ~kaori-chan
