Lukas smiles and sets down his phone, heading outside to plan his surprise for the evening.

A little more than two hours later, everything is set up perfectly. The garden is dotted with light, the trees appearing filled with stars. Fairy lights are strung from tree to tree, sparkling brightly in different colors.

Real fairies also lend their magic to the garden, their soft glow lighting what the fairy lights can't touch. A few unicorns are grazing at the grass nearby, their quiet nickers filling the air.

Lukas nods, a faint smile pulling at his lips. "It looks perfect." He says to the fairies, "Thank you all for doing this."

He receives a chorus from the fairies, all of them wanting him to know it's no trouble for them. They're always willing to help those that believe in them and can see them.

The Norwegian's smile widens and he heads inside, working to prepare a feast of Arthur and Vladimir's favorite foods as well as his own. That takes another hour and the sun is just beginning to set when he starts plating the food outside.

A quick wave of his wand and a simple charm combine to make sure the food will stay warm until the others arrive. Once everything is ready, Lukas pulls out his phone and texts the other Magic Trio members that they can make their way home now.

They both respond fairly quickly, each expressing their own degree of excitement for what the Norwegian has planned.

Lukas meets them at the door, two roses in hand. "Welcome home, mine kjære." He says, tucking the roses behind their ears, his heart warming at the soft blushes on their face.

"Are you two hungry?" Lukas looks between them. Arthur nods while Vladimir gives a fanged grin and a sharp nod. "Good. Come with me." He offers a hand to each, "Mind closing your eyes for me?"

Arthur and Vladimir give him a curious look and shut their eyes, letting him lead them to the garden. Their magical senses give them a clue that something's different about their yard, but they wait until Lukas tells them to open their eyes to see for themselves.

Emerald and ruby eyes widen as their owners look around in awe. "It's beautiful." Arthur breathes, Vlad giving a distracted nod in agreement.

"You did all this in three hours?!" Vladimir turns to Lukas when it sinks in and the Norwegian nods, a faint pink coloring his cheeks.

"Ja, I wanted to surprise you both."

Arthur turns to him with a soft smile, "Well, it looks amazing."

Lukas returns the smile a bit shyly, "Takk. Come on, let's eat."

He gets a nod from both nations and they walk over to the beautifully set table, Arthur and Vlad throwing him appreciative smiles when they see their favorite foods.

They spend the rest of the evening in the garden, even when all the food is gone. The trio ends up cuddled together on the grass looking up at the stars.

"This is unexpected." Yao mutters as he rises from his chair, making his way downstairs as asked.

When he walks into the living room, his eyes widen and a smile spreads across his face.

"Surprise!" Feliciano shouts, grinning at the older nation from his place nestled in a pile of plushies in the center of the room.

Yao approaches and Feli pulls him down into the pile, causing the older man to laugh. "What is this for, Feliciano?" Yao asks, grabbing a nearby plush and squeezing it to his chest.

"You seemed a bit stressed." Feliciano says, his smile still on his face, "I thought you'd like some time to just relax and since plushies are your favorites, you'd enjoy this!"

"Well, thank you, Feliciano." Yao says softly, pulling the Italian close and hugging him.

"Ve~" Feliciano responds, a pleased grin on his face. "So, how about we watch some movies and cuddle?"

S-so cute… Yao thinks as Feliciano turns an adorable expression on him. "That's a great idea, Feliciano."

Matthew smiles when his response is a quick ‘Be there in a minute!’ and he sends back a heart emoji. He then starts to set the table, smiling when arms wrap around him and a kiss is pressed to the top of his head.

He turns in the Dutch nation’s arms and grins at him, “Thank you for the flowers. They really were beautiful.”

“Anything for you, mijn tulp.” He leans down and kisses the Canadian’s forehead, causing the smaller nation to blush and look down shyly.

A soft sigh leaves the Russian as he finally parks the car in front of their shared house. He makes his way up to the front door and opens it, not surprised to find it unlocked. “Alfred…” He mutters softly, shaking his head, a fond smile making its way onto his face.

The American’s command from earlier pops into his mind and he glances around, quickly finding the first sunflower. Russia walks over to it and picks it up, sniffing the flower gently and smiling.

The next isn’t too far away and he can see the one after that, the trail leading him down one of the hallways. Curiosity grows within him as he picks up sunflower after sunflower, having a decent-sized bouquet when the trail stops.

A gasp falls from Russia’s mouth at the sight of the dinner laid out in front of him, the table set using his favorite dishes, a vase filled with water in the middle of it all. The Russian walks over and sets the bouquet inside it before turning and looking around, seeing no sign of the American.

“Alfred?”

“Just a minute, babe. I’ll be done in a minute. Go ahead and sit down.” America quickly responds, sounding a bit distracted.

Russia merely shrugs and sits down, adjusting his scarf as he waits for the other to finish whatever he’s doing.

Nearly a minute later, America enters the room, carrying a tray laden with Russia’s favorite foods. When his eyes fall on the Russian, a sheepish and slightly nervous smile brightens his face, “Welcome home, Vanya.”

Russia’s heart skips a beat at the warm welcome and he smiles, “What is all this, moy lev?”

“When you called at lunch, you said you were having a rough day.” America shrugs slightly as he sets the tray down, “And, so, as the hero, it’s my job to make you feel better!”

A burst of affection floods Russia’s chest at the confession, “Well, you’re succeeding.”

The smile that results from that response could outshine the sun with its brightness and positivity. “Of course, I am! Come on, let’s eat, Vanya. The night’s only starting.”

Russia raises an eyebrow at that, a fond smile on his face. He nods and they begin to eat. How did I end up with someone so perfect? Russia thinks, watching the other with slight amusement, knowing that he’s going to have an interesting night.  But he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Mov lev = my lion

Eduard arrives at Vash's house a mere twenty minutes later. Lilli lets him in before she leaves, knowing her brother doesn't want to have a breakdown in front of her, even though she's seen it coming all week.

The Estonian quickly makes his way to the living room and sees the Swiss nation curled up on the couch, a book in his hands.

"Vash? I have everything." Eduard says softly, approaching the couch with careful steps.

Vash looks at him and shuts his books, "Thank you for coming so quickly." He says, patting the spot beside him.

Eduard sits down and offers the box of chocolates, which Vash takes with a small smile. The Estonian then wraps an arm around the smaller nation. "Want to talk about it?"

Vash takes a deep breath before nodding, leaning into his boyfriend as he begins explaining why he's been stressed lately. It's not easy being a purely neutral nation, especially not when other nations keep asking for assistance.

Eduard listens to every word, offering small words of encouragement and understanding when needed. When Vash is finished, Eduard pulls him closer and runs his fingers through his hair calmingly.

"It's alright. I know it's stressful, but you aren't alone, Šveits." Eduard says soothingly, "I will always be here for you if you need me. Same with any of our friends. No one wants to see you unhappy."

Vash slowly relaxes, letting Eduard's words and actions soothe him. A few tears run down his face in relief as the stress seems to disappear, even if for just this moment.

"Come on, let's eat some of that chocolate, alright?" Vash nods and they spend the next hour or so eating the sweets and talking.