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Sword Fight - Bulgaria

"GIVE THE CHILD BACK TO ME!"

"I refuse,"

"THAT CHILD BELONGS TO ME AND YOU BETTER GIVE HIM BACK TO WHERE HE BELONGS,"

"Hand me _____ first or else," the Bulgarian gave a mock glare, Aurel beside him.

"You...how dare you..." Vladimir swung his sword, barely missing Dimitri. Their swords crashed each other as you watched the fight between the two men with the young Moldovan.

Dimitri backed away. "This is not cool at all! How come I got the normal plastic sword and yours is glowing?"

"The sword glows like me. This sword and I would make a good team together," the Romanian bragged, making Dimitri snorted.

"Why are we even fighting inside the house when you've got a backyard out there?"

"But the sun will bother me!" Vladimir whined.

"I'm pretty sure it's cloudy today," he said, looking at the sky outside from the window

"Who cares?" he shrugged. "Besides, you're breaking the act, so stop it!" He swung his sword at him again, and Dimitri blocked the attack with his sword. He pushed his sword, and Dimitri's grip loosened, the sword dropping with a small thud. Without second thoughts, Dimitri flung himself towards the Romanian, attacking him on the ground, the glowing sword tossed on the floor. They wrestled on the ground, rolling here and there.

"You guys have been fighting for hours," you sighed. "You should stop,"

"S'okay...we're...gonna finish...sooner..or later," one of them said between punches.

. . . .

"Looks like the victor of the Legendary Sword Fight is me," Vladimir said between deep breaths, a smirk plastered on his face. "_____ and my younger brother belongs to me now. Right, Aurel?!" He grinned at his younger brother, who's fast asleep on the couch.

"He...didn't notice,"

You sighed, kneeling beside Dimitri. "You alright there?"

"Run, _____. I'm...dying...," he panted.

"Dude don't be so histrionic. It's just a sword game," Vladimir rolled his eyes.

"He's right you know," you agreed, getting up on your feet. He got up as well and unexpectedly for you and the Romanian, Dimitri grabbed your hand and ran, laughing.

"I'm stealing her!"

"Hey, that's not fair!"

"C'mon, _____! Hurry!" He went in a random room and opened the door of the closet, pushing you inside before jumping in and closed the door shut.

"It's a little...narrow in here, don't you think?" you said.

"Better get use to it," he shrugged. "Hey! Stop pushing me!"

"I need my space!" you half yelled half whispered.

"He'll hear us! Be quiet!"

"You're basically louder than me!"

"____! Stop it-" his lips accidentally touched yours. You pushed him harder, turning your face away.

"What was that for?!" your cheeks flushed.

"It was an accident!"

"You...d-don't do it again! This is not Seven Minutes In Heaven!"

"Yeah, I know that!"

Dimitri's phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

"Attack on Titan opening song? Are you serious?"

"It's awesome, don't judge me," he took it out to check the caller ID and his face paled immediately.

"It's-"

The door opened and you saw Vladimir grinning, his phone in his hand. "Found you two. Thought it would be a great idea to call Mr. Cheater, so I can find him by listening to his favourite A.O.T. song,"

"You should've turn it off!" you face-palmed.

"I forgot okay?!"