Are You Happy Now? - Switzerland

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(This is for British_Booty_02 who requested Switzerland x Reader.)

"Yo, Swiss got any cheese?"

"Have some cheese?"

"Cheese, Swiss!"

"Cheese!....burger,"

"Need for some ch-"

"I have had enough!" Vash yelled, his thick German accent clearly showing. "You always come in here demanding for cheese and nothing else like my house is some kind of cheese shop! Do you have any idea that I'm all out of cheese already?!"

"Aw man, really?..sucks," you pulled a face. "Your cheese is way better than anyone's cheese, you kno-" he slammed the door before you could finish.

. . . .

A loud girly shriek can be heard in the distance. An Italian man was running from a certain Swiss, who was chasing him with a gun in his hand.

"_____! It's-a you! Help! He's going to-a shoot me! Run-a before he shoots you too! Ve!" He grabbed your arm, his other hand flailing, running with you. After he lost sight of you and Feliciano, you stopped to catch your breath.

"He's so ill-tempered! That guy!"

"I know-a right! We should give him-a pasta! Lots of-a pasta!"

"We should do something fun that'll make him explode to rainbows!"

. . . .

You smashed the door down, a mix of orange and grey toy gun in your hands. Feliciano was beside you, holding the same type of gun, only a combination of blue and orange.

"Ciao! Veeee, we all-a know you're amazing-a in shooting, so let's-a play together, Mr. Scary-German-Guy- eek!"

Vash aimed his gun at him, shooting the Italian. "We didn't ask you-a to use a real-a gun!" You ran away with Feliciano.

Plan A - Fail

. . . .

"I'm so fancy! You-a already know!"

"I'm in the fast lane! From L.A. to Toky-"

BANG.

Plan B - Fail

. . . .

You knocked a few times on the door. "Ciao! We made-a you a garland of flowers! It's-a so pretty! Bel taught-a me how to make it!" Feliciano said, but silence greeted you both. You continued. "We also bought some cheese from the Netherlands! Although yours are way better!"

Nobody answered. You and the Italian waited for a few minutes more, but the Swiss was probably out somewhere. "Let's just leave them at the doorstep,"

He nodded, a somewhat frown on his face.

Plan Z - Major Fail

. . . .

"Any plans yet, Feli?"

"Put pasta wig-a on top of his hair-"

"We already did that, remember?"

"Oh si," he sighed.

"C'mon, Feli! You're a master at making people happy! Even Ludwig! Surely you have a plan. How do you make Ludwig happy?"

"Veeee, that's-a simple! I make-a pasta for him, talk-a to him, kiss him, hug-a him," he listed of with his fingers. "That would make Luddy smile!"

"Like that, huh?"

"Si! Maybe if you-a do all that, Mr. Angry German-Switzerland will lighten-a up!"

"I don't think hugging or kissing him would be a good idea. He'll shoot me to death," you nervously chuckled.

"It's-a okay! I will be there to see you!"

"That's even...not a good idea-"

"Goodbye, now! Ciao, ____! I want-a to see Luddy!" he ran away, waving before you finished.

. . . .

You were on your way to Vash's house for the last time. If he still ignores/shoots/slams the door at you, you'll never disturb the Swiss again and go to Abel's house instead. "At least the Dutch doesn't shoot me," you muttered, finally arriving at his doorstep. You knocked on the door.

The door opened by a young girl you didn't expect to see. "Guten Tag, ____," Vash's younger sister, Lili, smiled.

"Hey there, Lili!" you smiled back at her. "I'm here to see your brother,"

"Big brother? He's at a field we always have picnic together behind the house. He usually sits under a big tree,"

"Great! Thanks, Lili!" you waved at her as you made your way to the said field, looking for the Swiss. It didn't take you long to search for him. He was deep in thought, so he didn't notice you approaching him. You cleared your throat, and only then he broke his thoughts and diverted his gaze towards you, a scowl making his way to his face. "If you're here for more cheese, I-"

"I was just here to accompany you, nothing much," you mumbled, sitting beside him. He didn't bring his gun, thank goodness. You noticed the garland of flowers you and Feliciano made on his head. Vash became aware of you staring at the garland of flowers and said "Danke for the flowers, and the Dutch cheese,"

"Feli helped me too actually," you laughed awkwardly. It was awkward, very awkward. Everything is awkward. You tried to think of an idea to say something but he broke the silence. "There's some cheese in the house if you want. We can enjoy it with Lili," he mumbled.

"Cheese?! As in right now?!" your face lit up. He was about to reply something but you beat him to it by hugging him to literal death and a big kiss on the cheek. You ran to his house, flailing as you chanted 'Cheese!', leaving the Swiss' cheeks flushed in deep embarrassment, but eventually calmed down, walking back to the house, a gentle smile plastered on his face.

. . . .

"Did you-a snap the picture, Kiku? Did you?" a certain Italian was beside a Japanese man, who was holding a camera.

"Hai, shall I make a copy for you, Feliciano-kun?"

"Si, si!" he giggled as he looked at the picture of you kissing the Swiss' cheek.

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