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51. Ask Claude why he poses as a woman in Charlotte's Web. 52. Keep unbuttoning your shirt 53. Pick up every stray cat you can find and invite Sebastian over to play with them. 54. Whenever it rains, follow Claude around and sing 'The Itsy Bitsy Spider'. 55. Pray before every meal. 56. Take pictures of Claude in his pink pajamas. Use them as blackmail against Claude. 57. Give Claude a bible as a present. 58. Throw cake batter at him. 59. Ask Claude if he has a foot fetish. 60. When Claude orders the triplets to attack Sebastian, play the Pokemon theme song. 61. Ask Claude if he's ever been to Heaven, since demons are supposedly fallen angels.

Gentle and deft fingers reach down, as she lets them intertwine with a rose she had taken particular interest in. As she unroots it from the ground, a sharp thorn presses against her finger, making an oozing red pour from it. She immediately let go of the rose at the pain, a frown tugging at her lips as she inspected the wound. "You should be more careful, idiot." A cold and new voice said from behind her, making her let out a small gasp, as she curtly turned around. Her eyes soaked in his glorious sight, taking note of his whitened and pale skin, not even a single bit of sunlight touching it. A shadow was casted over him, as a playful smirk

"Hey Ivan, what's with the scarf?" Everybody in the room suddenly shut up and turned to stare at you. You shifted in your seat, uncomfortable with all the sudden stares. It was only an innocent question you'd asked, right? "That is for me to know and for you to never find out. Da?" Ivan said darkly, that all-too familiar dark purple aura surrounding him. You squirmed under his gaze, shrinking into your seat. "I was only curious as to why you wear it inside where it's not even cold..." You murmured. "Dude, ring an ambulance. By the time it gets here it could already be too late..." Alfred whispered loudly to somebody sat beside him. "Fine.

Choose 10 characters: 1.) Kiku 2.) Feliciano 3.) Romano 4.) Arthur 5.) Ivan 6.) Ludwig 7.) Antonio 8.) Gilbert 9.) Alfred 10.) Elizabeta ~Questions~ 1.) 6 Enters your bedroom at night, saying (s)he had a nightmare. What do you do? (Ludwig) Ludwig: "Um. . . Yaz would it be alright if I slept in here with you tonight?" Me: "Uh, s-sure Ludwig, but w-why?" Ludwig: "B-Because I had a nightmare. . ." Me: *smiles and opens arms for a hug* "Aw, come 'ere Luddy!" 2.) You're hosting a party with 3, 9, and 7. What's going on? (Romano, Alfred, and Antonio) Tonio: Chica, why don't you wear a pretty dress that flatters your curves and che

Say You Love Me~ Russia x Reader     ___ sat on her bed, flicking through a book she enjoyed reading. She was comfortable, in just a t-shirt and her underwear, not expecting to do anything else for the day (as it is late; almost midnight). Although, it was strangely wrong for a Friday evening, ___ could have sworn she had something planned, but it never crossed her mind.     She yawned, stretched her back against the mattress, getting tired now. ___ closed her eyes, as if to fall asleep (in all honesty, she probably wouldn't sleep for another hour or so). Especially because her phone just started to ring, despite the time of day.     "H

You were hidden; shrouded within the shadows whilst your sister shone like the stars, captivating all who saw, claiming the spotlight that she always craved. You, however, were quite the opposite to your dear sister, Christine. In your spare time you read whilst she danced, drew whilst she gossiped and sewed whilst she sang. Times were dull as one of the Populaire’s costume designers, the sheer effort to impress not only the directors, but also the participants and the audience left very little room for fault. Not to mention the aggravating critique from that of Carlotta; one of the many reasons you currently lack in costume staff. Tho

Feliciano. Feliciano was the one who grabbed your hand. "Ve~Ve~! I'm the one who grabbed (Y/N)'s hand! You were alright with that. At least it wasn't Francios or Alfred. Feliciano was running around like a goof. "(Y/N)!" He said. "I almost forgot. For our-a date, we're going to a restaurant." "Is it a formal restaurant?" You asked. "You can dress how you want to!" The happy Italian said. "But, I'm-a going to dress in my best suit for you!" Feliciano ran up the stairs with his hands in the air. 'I guess I have to dress nice," you thought. You grabbed the boxes that were left by Amanda, and you went upstairs to the guest room you had be

 Taking a few more breaths to steady your beating heart, you paused started shutting off the game and console. Turning around to switch over the channel on the television, you jump back a little from a dark clothed figure sitting promptly on your couch. It did not take more than a second for you to recognize them as no one other than the red Zabrak, Darth Maul. You stare with both confusion and disbelief plastered across your face. There is no way that a fictional character could appear in your house. It must have been those excessive extra few minutes of playing the Star Wars game on your Kinect. Thinking that you might as well see whether