Hetaloid!Iceland x Gamer!Artistic!Reader Chapter 6

    Soft music plays in the background, waking you up. You keep your eyes closed and snuggle closer to the soft heat source in your bed.
Wait. Soft heat source?
    Cracking an eye open, you see that your arms are wrapped around Emil, who is clutching onto you, his head is nestled in the crook of your neck. Heat rises to your face as you try to untangle yourself from Emil's grasp, trying not to wake him. However, your efforts are in vain, your Hetaloid only grasps onto you more tightly. Groaning, you settle back in your bed and enjoy the warmth. Though, all too soon in your opinion, Emil wakes up and immediately falls out of the bed, all flustered and embarrassed. Shrugging the incident off, you get out of your bed and look through your wardrobe to find some clothing for the day, "It's six in the morning? Where are you going?" He asks, once regaining his composure. "School," you reply, "What am I suppose to do all day then?" You shrug, "You could look for Mr. Puffin." You suggest. Emil looks down at the floor, remembering how he failed when trying to locate his lost companion. "I'll be back around half past two, okay?" You says before leaving to get changed.
    When you come back out, you head right towards the kitchen and pop a waffle into the toaster oven. "_____, good morning," your mother greets as she walks into the kitchen, "Morning Mum," you respond, waiting for the waffle to cook, "Are you going to bring Iceland with you to school?" You shake your head no, "He's going to stay here and look around some more for Mr. Puffin."
"Do you think that he'll be okay alone?"
"Yeah, anyways, I don't think that I can bring a Hetaloid with me to school."
"Does Rocket bring her's?"  You shake your head no, "Mostly since her classes are already completely full, and I don't think that teachers would approve of it, " you explain, "You do have a point, I just don't want you Hetaloid to become depressed or anything." She reasons. "I think that he'll understand though," your mother nods, "Alright then. Just tell me when you need a ride." She says, before heading back to her room. Looking back at the toaster, you see that your waffle is done, so you take it out and put on a plate to cool while you reach into the fridge to get some water. You eat your waffle quickly and add some snacks to your backpack to keep you going until lunch. You walk back upstairs to your parents' room and tell your mother that you're ready when she is. Before you leave to get into the car, you go to your room to say goodbye to Emil. "Bye, good luck finding your puffin," you say to him. He nods and puts his head back onto the pillow.
Must be tired, I don't blame him. Waking up at six is not something the average person wants to do.
    Your mother drives you to your school and drops you off at the main entrance. After saying your goodbyes, you get out and walk into the school, going to where you and Rocket usually meet up at before school starts. "Hey _____!" She calls, running towards you. Before you could respond, she places something fluffy atop your head. You reach up and take the object off your head and look at it. It was Mr. Puffin. You breathe out a sigh of relief, "Where was he?" You ask her, "Well, when I woke up this morning, I found him on Norge's head, so I left him there. Next minute I know, I hear Lukas chocking, on Mr. Puffin." She explains, laughing. "He was at your house the entire time?" You ask, incredulously. "No. I found him sleeping on top of Norge this morning. I was going to get him later, before I left. I just wanted to leave him there. I got a picture." rocket takes out her phone to show you a rather low quality picture of Mr. Puffin, fast asleep on Lukas's head, you laugh. "How did he react?"
"He yelled at me for not taking him off his face sooner, then told me to bring it to Iceland," she says, "Is he still pissed at me?" You wonder, "Not really, I calmed him down." Rocket reassures you.  "I've got to finish a Graphic Design project. I'll see you during lunch." She says, before leaving. "M'kay," You say before deciding to go to your homeroom.

    "Thanks for the ride, I'll see you tomorrow!" You call out to Rocket as you get out of her brother's car; he told her that she could borrow it for the day since he was going to be taking the train in along with some friends. The thing was a piece of crap, but it got you two to where both of you needed. "Anytime, I'll see you tomorrow!" She says before driving away. Reaching into your pocket, you dig out your keys and unlock your door. The first thing you do is drop your bag on the floor and go to your kitchen to make yourself a snack. "Oi! watch where ya throw that!"a voice squawked from you backpack.
Right. I found Mr. Puffin...
    Sighing, you stop what you are doing and get the puffin out from your backpack. "Why'd ya keep me stuffed in there?" He questioned, sitting atop your backpack. "Cause having a puffin fly around is not approved at my school." You deadpan before grasping the bird. "Oi! Unhand me woman!" He squawked, trying to peck at your hands. You huff and walk upstairs, "Quiet down!" You hiss at the puffin. "Hey, Emil, you in here?" You ask as you approach your door, "Don't call me that!" Came an irritated answer. Smiling to yourself, you walk in and let go of Mr. Puffin who flew over to Iceland and sat on his head. "You found Mr. Puffin!?" He asks, "Actually, Rocket found him on top of your bother's face this morning." You explain. "On his face?" You nod, Rocket sent me a picture." You show him the picture on your phone, "Should I assume that he was rather disgruntled when he woke up?" Emil asks, "Um, yeah, to say the least." you say, recalling the details when Rocket told you at lunch. The only thing keeping Lukas from destroying the bird right on the spot was the fact that it was his brother's beloved puffin. "Thank you for finding him." Emil says, "Oh, it was no problem," you say, smiling. "I'm going to be downstairs for a bit," you tell him before going back downstairs to finish eating and start your homework.
    After an hour, you close your text book and walk back to your room, maybe play some more Mad Father. That game had some creepy shit within it, but it was pretty damn addicting. "Hey Emil-"
"Don't call me that!" he yells at you, "Why do you hate your name so much? And I only wanted to ask you if you wanted to play video games with me." you huff out, "I just don't like my name." he answers shortly, "I, myself actually like your name." you reassure him, his face turning a slight pink. "Now, want to come play Mad Father with me?"
"Whenever you play that game you end up never falling asleep and watching re-runs of Pandora Hearts." Emil deadpans, "Oh shush. I swear, it won't happen."

    "Hey, Emil, are you awake?" You ask as your Hetaloid who is sleeping on the floor on an air mattress. You poke his cheek a few times. He grunts, slowly awakening from his slumber, "I am now."
"I can't sleep."










"GODDAMMIT _____!!!"