Netherlands walked confidently down the hallway of the World Conference Hall and toward the designated conference room in the back. He whipped his scarf over his shoulder, ran his fingers through his stiff hair, and took in a quick breath before releasing it slowly and almost sexually.
As he approached the large doors of the room, he stopped and tugged at his clothes anxiously. As confident as he wanted to appear, he really wasn't, and he couldn't fool himself into believing anything else. But perhaps everyone would like the "new him". He wasn't too sure and didn't know whether he wanted to be or not. Regardless of how he was feeling, he pushed the doors open dramatically and stood in the doorway as he watched all the other nations already in attendance turn their heads to look at him. Once he was sure that all eyes were on him, he gently ran his fingertips down side of his face to touch at his newly-grown beard.
Some of them gaped at what they saw. Others chuckled quietly or sighed in annoyance. All of the amused and amazed nations dashed towards him at once to scramble about him and faun over his new appearance.
"Wow, big brother! It looks great!" Belgium reached forward to run her hand lightly down his chin and neck.
"Oooooh! I wanna feel~!" Italy also threw his hand at Netherlands' face, nearly slapping him as he did so, and stroked his jawline roughly for a short moment before Romano came by and dragged him away, calling him a "stupid bastard" and what not.
"Is it, like, really that amazing, or what?" Poland questioned as he swirled his finger around a random area of Netherlands' upper lip.
"It's so awesome!!" Prussia nearly screamed as he broke through the crowd of people, took both of Netherlands' cheeks into his hands, and stroked rapidly at his face. "It's almost as awesome as me!!"
Netherlands' sat still as stone as the other nations continued to gush over his facial hair. He had a disapproving look on his face as he allowed the others to feel his new facial hair but he secretly enjoyed the attention. He didn't receive it very often and it was a strange but nice feeling.
"Heeeey, Netherlands~!" Spain hurried forward and examined Netherlands' beard in amazement. "Wow, it looks incredible~!"
Netherlands couldn't believe that Spain was actually paying attention to him and glared at him in utter annoyance. He couldn't stand him whatsoever. He suddenly began to hate the attention he was receiving simply because Spain was apart of it all.
"I bet it feels really cool to touch~!" Spain cooed absentmindedly as he reached forward and laid a hand on his chin rather swiftly.
Something inside Netherlands suddenly snapped as his beard was stroked by the foul Spaniard's hand. He shoved the nations closest to him away sharply and turned his body so it was facing partially away from Spain. He lifted one of his legs up, swung his body back toward him, and his foot made contact with Spain's face harshly. The Spaniard flew toward the large conference table and landed just inches away from it. He laid on the floor, obviously knocked out by the harsh impact, and Netherlands turned and swiftly left the meeting hall.
"I'm getting rid of this thing right now..." he mumbled to himself as he left to go back to his hotel room.
(Oh God my first fill what do I do now!? *panics and scurries away*)
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Netherlands, "I like your beard."
(Anonymous) 2012-03-04 07:58 am (UTC)(link)Bonus 1:
CanadaNation(s) being totally turned on by this, and leaning in close, stroking his shirt/his face/his hair/his beard, groupie style.Bonus 2: he roundhouse kicks someone.
pffft
(Anonymous) 2012-03-04 11:52 am (UTC)(link)"I like your beard." [1/1]
(Anonymous) 2012-03-16 04:12 am (UTC)(link)As he approached the large doors of the room, he stopped and tugged at his clothes anxiously. As confident as he wanted to appear, he really wasn't, and he couldn't fool himself into believing anything else. But perhaps everyone would like the "new him". He wasn't too sure and didn't know whether he wanted to be or not. Regardless of how he was feeling, he pushed the doors open dramatically and stood in the doorway as he watched all the other nations already in attendance turn their heads to look at him. Once he was sure that all eyes were on him, he gently ran his fingertips down side of his face to touch at his newly-grown beard.
Some of them gaped at what they saw. Others chuckled quietly or sighed in annoyance. All of the amused and amazed nations dashed towards him at once to scramble about him and faun over his new appearance.
"Wow, big brother! It looks great!" Belgium reached forward to run her hand lightly down his chin and neck.
"Oooooh! I wanna feel~!" Italy also threw his hand at Netherlands' face, nearly slapping him as he did so, and stroked his jawline roughly for a short moment before Romano came by and dragged him away, calling him a "stupid bastard" and what not.
"Is it, like, really that amazing, or what?" Poland questioned as he swirled his finger around a random area of Netherlands' upper lip.
"It's so awesome!!" Prussia nearly screamed as he broke through the crowd of people, took both of Netherlands' cheeks into his hands, and stroked rapidly at his face. "It's almost as awesome as me!!"
Netherlands' sat still as stone as the other nations continued to gush over his facial hair. He had a disapproving look on his face as he allowed the others to feel his new facial hair but he secretly enjoyed the attention. He didn't receive it very often and it was a strange but nice feeling.
"Heeeey, Netherlands~!" Spain hurried forward and examined Netherlands' beard in amazement. "Wow, it looks incredible~!"
Netherlands couldn't believe that Spain was actually paying attention to him and glared at him in utter annoyance. He couldn't stand him whatsoever. He suddenly began to hate the attention he was receiving simply because Spain was apart of it all.
"I bet it feels really cool to touch~!" Spain cooed absentmindedly as he reached forward and laid a hand on his chin rather swiftly.
Something inside Netherlands suddenly snapped as his beard was stroked by the foul Spaniard's hand. He shoved the nations closest to him away sharply and turned his body so it was facing partially away from Spain. He lifted one of his legs up, swung his body back toward him, and his foot made contact with Spain's face harshly. The Spaniard flew toward the large conference table and landed just inches away from it. He laid on the floor, obviously knocked out by the harsh impact, and Netherlands turned and swiftly left the meeting hall.
"I'm getting rid of this thing right now..." he mumbled to himself as he left to go back to his hotel room.
(Oh God my first fill what do I do now!? *panics and scurries away*)
Re: "I like your beard." [1/1]
(Anonymous) 2012-03-16 06:48 am (UTC)(link)(My Dutch stepfather looks like Grizzly Adams! https://www.google.com/search?q=grizzly+adams&hl=en&prmd=imvns&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ei=ReBiT42kKaqg2gXW3rWvCA&ved=0CFgQsAQ&biw=1185&bih=698)
OP
(Anonymous) 2012-03-17 05:14 am (UTC)(link)Re: "I like your beard." [1/1]
(Anonymous) 2012-03-17 05:16 am (UTC)(link)