Norway x Reader-The Effects of Crack

Norway x Reader-The Effects of Crack
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EGBDCFHB-Every Good Boy Deserves Crack For His Birthday; who am I to deny a man such pleasure?
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[At Norway's house.]

"............."

"....................." Norway and yourself sat in silence as you looked at the goodies you had obtained from South Italy earlier. Why exactly you decided to try out this drug with Norway is unknown even to yourself, but here you were. "You go first." Norway stared at you blankly. Was this really a good idea? Sure, he was a nation and had diplomatic immunity, but that didn't protect him from the side effects of the drug, which there were bound to be some he would fall prey to regardless of the fact it was his first time using it. He eyed the stuff wearily before your voice broke through to him. "What's the matter? Chicken?"

"....Of course not, I just need a lighter." He spoke as he put the goodies in his crack pipe, also courtesy of South Italy. You handed him a lighter, which you stole from South Italy when he wasn't looking, and watched as he lite his pipe and inserted it into his mouth. He coughed as the smoke entered his airways and handed the stuff to you so you could get a good mouth full of it as well. With each time either one of you inhaled the drug you were thrown into a fit of coughs, showing just how inexperienced the two of you were when it came to taking drugs.

[A few minutes later.]

At some point in time Norway had stripped naked and was now throwing anything he could get his hands on at a monster that you couldn't see; not that you would have seen it either way since you were laughing so hard you were crying. You didn't know why you were you laughing or what you were laughing at, but it was fucking /hilarious/, whatever it was. Suddenly your surroundings began to change, Norway's living room quickly changed and gave way to a seemingly empty dark room. Norway had disappeared yet you could still hear his screams of terror. Was he okay? Fear overtook you, this wasn't fun anymore! You had to find a way out of here before something bad happened; before /it/ found you! You began to run, you couldn't see anything but a red light that you ran towards but never got any closer. You could hear your heart beat, the blood running through veins; you could feel the Earth slowly spin causing you to lose whatever you had left of your balance to leave you, but you continued to run, continued to scream. Norway could go fuck himself as far as you were concerned, you had to get out of here! A squeak of pain escaped your lips as you feel to the ground with a soft thud. You looked up to see a person dressed up like a dog, complete with a stuffed head and everything, looming above you menacingly. You noted that it was covered in blood from head to toe. You sat there paralyzed with fear. What was happening? Where you going to die like this? Was this the end? What about Norway?! Your thoughts stopped as you saw the grim reality of the situation; the dog was covered in Norway's blood wasn't it? And it was planning to gnaw your head off and carry it around like a trophy, showing it off to all his other animal friends; a pig, a cat, even a rabbit. They would all laugh insanely as the dog retold the story of how he had killed you, sunk his teeth into your limps slowly, lavishing the taste of your wretched blood. Then they would all do a dance where they reenacted the killings of you and Norway, chanting some sort of accursed song while being further consumed by their sadistic madness. You watched helplessly as the dog brought up his axe and sentenced it upon you. Everything went black.

[Sometime later.]

"(Your name)? (Your name)! Wake up!" You jolted awake from the land of the dead. Fear surged through your veins once more, who knows what horrible things you would be forced to endure at the hands of those evil animals!? "(Your name), it's me, Norway." His deep blue eyes looked sympathetically at your fearsome face.

"Oh, it's just you...Haha....ha..." You laughed nervously. Was it all just a dream? "Hey..."

"Hey..."

You two made an unspoken agreement to never touch that horrid stuff ever again.

[[Extra ending.]]

[At the Italies' house.]

"Ve? Hello there (Your name)!" North Italy exclaimed as he pulled you into a hug. "Hi there Norway!" You both mumbled your hello's before asking to speak with his brother. "You want to talk to mio fratello? Okay!~" He waltzed back inside his house to fetch your brother, leaving you and Norway outside to wait for his arrival.

"Oi, what do you bastards want?!" South Italy rudely questioned the moment he answered the door.

"Oh, well we would like to-" You started before throwing what was left of the crack in his face.

"Gah! What the hell!?" Norway punched the Italian in gut, sending him to his knees in pain. The two of you glared spitefully at him before walking away. Friendly neighborhood drug dealer your ass.