Sealand x Reader: I Just Can't Wait to be King!

~I'm gonna be a mighty king
So enemies beware
Well, I've never seen a king of beasts
With quite so little hair
I'm gonna be the mane (main) event
Like no king was before
I'm brushing up on looking down
I'm working on my roar~


“Peter, we can’t go in the room! We’re not countries like they are” you shook your head as your best friend Peter dragged you inside. Today was the day you’d both demand recognition.


“WE DEMAND TO BE RECOGNIZED!” Peter yelled eagerly as the countries turned to stare at you two.


“Sealand! (c/n)! Go back outside!” England yelled


“No! Let them s-stay in!” Latvia spoke up


“I agree. Just let them watch” Finland smiled and gave you two a wink.


~Thus far, a rather uninspiring thing
Oh, I just can't wait to be king
You've rather a long way to go
Young master, if you think~


“Now sit down and behave!” England hissed as he handed the two of you root-beer floats as you watched.


“I wanna participate too” Sealand frowned and watched


“So who gets custody of (y/n)?” England asked. Being a small nation, you had to have a larger country govern you until you were bigger.


“I will” Sweden spoke up as Peter grinned. If you lived with him and the Nordics, you and Peter would get to play together everyday.


“Alright, (c/n) goes to Sweden” England sighed


~No one saying, "Do this"
Now when I said that, I
No one saying, "Be there"
What I meant was
No one saying, "Stop that"
Look, what you don't realize
No one saying, "See here"
Now see here~


Peter and (y/n) ran around in the grass as all the countries gathered for a large picnic. About once a month or so, the countries would have a picnic and socialize in a non-formal fashion.


“Raivis, you count!” Peter grinned as you, Peter, Wy and Seborga all ran to hide. Wy hid under a picnic table, Seborga hid behind an ice cooler. You and Peter climbed up a tall tree.


“Time to eat!” Finland called as Peter leaped out of the tree. (y/n) hugged the trunk and looked down.


“I’m too scared to get down!” (y/n) whimpered from above as Peter held out his arms.


~Everybody look left
Everybody look right
Everywhere you look I'm
Standin' in the spotlight
Not yet~


“I’ll catch you, I promise!” Peter called as you nodded. You closed your eyes and slipped down.

You crashed into Peter and felt something warm. You opened your eyes to see that your lips were on Peter’s. You gasped and broke the kiss quickly.

“(y/n) and Peter, sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G!!!” Seborga grinned


“You idiot, they’re not in the tree anymore” Wy rolled her eyes at him as everyone dashed to eat.


“Dig in everybody!” America yelled as he and Australia cooked on grills. There was steak, lobster, crab, burgers, hotdogs, kabobs, corn on the cob, and everything grilled. You grabbed food and stacked your plate as Peter did. You sat between Norway and Iceland as Peter sat across from you between Finland and Sweden.


“So I heard you two kissed” Norway spoke up as Finland gasped and Sweden ruffled his son’s hair.


~Let every creature go for broke and sing
Let's hear it in the herd and on the wing
It's gonna be King Simba's finest fling
Oh, I just can't wait to be king
Oh, I just can't wait to be king
Oh, I just can't wait to be king!!~


Everyone finished eating as the micronations, (y/n) and Latvia continued playing. Wy and (y/n) made daisy chains and flower crowns as the boys all played with kites. (y/n) walked up and placed her flower crown on Peter’s head on blonde hair as he blushed


“Now you look like a king” she giggled


“If I’m king, then you’ll have to be my queen” Peter smiled as he kissed her cheek.



“Did you hear that? He wants to be king, someone’s getting overthrown” Norway smirked at Denmark


“No way! He’s just a kid! I’m the real king here!” Denmark spat


“Well, he has a crown and a queen, you have neither of those things” Norway shot back

“You’re right….I’m losing my throne to a pipsqueak!” Denmark wailed