((A/N- I wasn't quite sure how to write this, and I saw some other people did sonfics in this sort of style. I hope it's still alright, sorry
Song link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9q63Am_D2g
Its not easy so, you take it slow
You're coming up, youre coming around the bend
You're my good friend,
Best friend
And you're coming up, you're coming around the bend
Ha ha, haaa.....
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"Oliver!" You yelled excitedly, smiling, running to your best friend.
"Ah, ___! It's about time, poppet!" He laughed, his arms opening just in time to catch you in a large hug.
He spun you around, the two of you laughing happily. Oliver stopped, setting you down and looking into your eyes, full of excitement.
"Ready for tonight? I've got everything planned already!" He stated, his smile never fading.
You nodded, biting your lip. "I'm always ready for anything, Ollie, you know that!"
He giggled, kissing your nose sweetly, making you blush.
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You're making friends with the fireflies,
I can't say that that comes as a surprise,
But the things they say are not what they seem,
So you've been called to tell us what they mean,
Yes, you've been called to tell us what they mean
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"Hey ___, where you going with cupcakes over there?" America asked, suspicious.
"We're just going out for a night of good fun! We've got to go hurry, see you around America!" You squeaked, being pulled by Oliver, who was impatient and wanted to have fun.
You followed Oliver, looking up to see the street lights as they passed, it looked almost as they were floating overhead, watching over you.
"I wonder what she meant, 'night of good fun'..." America repeated to himself, aware of Oliver's mental problem, seeing his was a bit... Insane. America decided to ask a few of the allies about his concerns for you two.
In the mean time, you and Oliver arrived in front of a house. He looked at you, smirking.
"What a nice home!" You giggled. Oliver held your hand, entwining his fingers with yours.
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It's a plot though,
I told you so,
Im wising up, im wising up to them,
They seem like good friends, best friends,
and I'm wising up, I'm wising up to them
Ha ha, haaa.....
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The allies spoke about you and Oliver, wondering if you would be hurt, and whether or not they should search for you. They decided against it, seeing as Oliver might hurt you if they all went.
Suddenly, America said something that caught everyone off guard, "What if... She's not what she seems?"
"That's crazy America, you git!" England exclaimed.
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"Oliver, any more left?" You asked, cocking your head at the colourfully dressed gentleman.
"Sad to say no, poppet. Best we leave to town and maybe find more, anyway." He smiled sweetly at you, setting his knife on the counter.
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You're making friends with the fireflies,
You know when they die their light stays alive,
But the things they say are not what they seem,
So you've been called to tell us what they mean,
Yes, you've been called to tell us what they mean
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"You know love, you actually look petty cute with blood on you." Oliver giggled, setting your blood stained knife beside his.
"Well, the people here did put up quite a fight, I didn't expect to get so much on me." You smiled.
The two of you left, the street lights still blooming overhead.
"They're like fireflies." You smirked. "Too bad humans aren't as bright!"
Oliver chuckled at your comment, stopping you and kissing you softly on the lips. You were a little surprised, but gladly kissed back.
"You did well once again, my little accomplice." Oliver laughed.
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You're making friends with the fireflies,
I can't say that that comes as a surprise,
But the things they say are not what they seem,
So you've been called to tell us what they mean,
Yes, you've been called to tell us what they mean
Yes, you've been called to tell us what they mean!
Yes, you've been called to tell us what they mean
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America dropped on his knees at the house's door, the allies' faces struck with horror.
"T-they... Killed an innocent family..."





















.w. It also fits well with Gamzee Makara