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Demon England X Reader X Demon America Ch. 12

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Arthur glared at you, while Alfred frowned intensely at your statement. You were absolutely beautiful, why did you think otherwise?  The brothers were now equally mad, and confused at you for having the audacity to say that. You stabbed lazily at the food in front of you with your knife, not wanting to see the accusing looks you knew they both held.

"Well, (Name) I'm afraid who ever told you that was completely out of their fucking mind."

Your head snapped up to look at Alfred, who was grinning like an idiot at you. He stood from his chair, and made his way towards you. You nearly flinch as he sat his hand on your head, and messed up your hair playfully.

"Demons don't fall for a person with ordinary looks or an ordinary soul, just keep that in mind love."

Arthur laid a hand on your opposite shoulder as he walked passed you, letting his fingers glide against you bare arm as his hand slipped away. Alfred followed close behind his brother as he evacuated the room. You crushing weight of being by yourself in the room scared you slightly, giving you a severe case of the chills.

"Demons don't fall for a person with an ordinary soul," Arthur's voice rang in your ears as you hazardously through you knife down and ran through the bright ass green doors of the kitchen. Your breathing became uneven as you ran up the way to large flight of stairs to get to the art room. As you took turn after turn down the the hallways you wondered how you remembered how to get to this room and no where else in the house. As you neared the swirling black, white, and gray door to the art room you slowed down considerably. Was the door that color last time you looked at it. No, for a fact you knew the door had been plain gray the last time you looked at it.

"What the hell?" You asked aloud as you pulled open the door.

The room looked exactly the same on the inside, so you knew for a fact that it was the right room. You took a seat at the canvas, and picked up the brush, and noticed the swirling colors in the small metal cup of paint. You couldn't tell if it was just dirty paint water or if....it was paint? You dipped the brush into the can and pulled it back out as you thought you caught the faintest hint of (favorite color) on the brush. The brush suddenly turned (favorite color) as you stared at it, startling you and leading to your fall of the chair. You dropped the paint brush in your moment of spazzing and looked at it horrified.

"What the hell it that thing??" You whispered under your breath as you watched the colors begin to swirl again into a murky purples-brown liquid, not a single drop getting on to the floor or the rug.

"We're demons, wouldn't you figure we'd have magic utensils as well as normal ones around our house?"
Saifgadipuvhwdifouvh!!!!! Curse my American laziness...
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moar please i beg you i want to paint like rapunzel (i am talking about barbie rapunzel cause i am that cool)