Sta.sh
It was today. That horrible day when all the dead walked, the sick, dark, and disgusting came out in droves.
Locker cleanout.
You grimaced. It was like a horror movie. Lockers held the weirdest crap, especially over the course of a year. That went double for you. You didn't even stop to think, you just threw random items in the locker when you stopped for books.
You sighed, (e/c) eyes staring sadly at the closed door of your locker. Waldo could've been in there for all you knew.
"Hey (y/n)," your German classmate Ludwig said. "Vhy are you just standing zere?"
You looked at his locker in despair. All of Ludwig's books were stacked neatly in order, his locker was meticulously clean. There wasn't a page out of place. Everyone knew that Ludwig was neat to the point of obsession due to his military upbringing. His locker proved that.
Being the smart boy that he is, Ludwig figured out your dilemma fairly quickly.
"Oh come on (y/n)! It can't be zat bad."
You opened your locker slowly and the playful glint in Ludwig's sky blue eyes faded. "Oh."
That was putting it mildly. Your locker was piled high with an insurmountable amount of random crap that ranged from clothes to abandoned lunches.
"Yep," you said."Narnia's in there somewhere."
It took a full five minutes for Ludwig to overcome his initial shock. "(Y/n)....vat zhe hell? How did it get zis bad?"
"Honestly," you said. "I don't know. Luddy," you pleaded. "Show me how to make it better."
He sighed. This was a lost cause. Your locker was beyond saving, but Ludwig didn't want to let you down. "Ja," he told you. "But it vill be difficult."
Your eyes filled with happy tears. Ludwig was actually going to help you. You weren't going to be stuck with the Everest of locker junk.
~~~~~three Russia sized garbage bags later~~~~~
You laid on the tiled floor exhausted. It took two hours, three garbage bags, and help from Feliciano and Kiku both.
"Vell," Ludwig sighed. "It is finished."
You smiled up at his tired, blue eyes. "Thank you Luddy." You threw your arms around his neck and gave him a hug.
Ludwig blushed and hugged you back. "Ja," he coughed. "But don't let it get this bad next time."
"Okay!"
However, what you didn't know was that Prussia was in the classroom taking bets. "Alright guys! Twenty buck says (y/n)'s locker stays clean a week!"
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We had a locker cleanout a few months ago, but I had nothing to clean
I can't stand a messy locker T.T
I've tried it before....