It Started With A Wolf (Finland x Estonia)

¤ Prologue ¤ Åland

I woke up, put on my soft socks and crawled into the bathroom. When I'm done I pack my bags and stepped out of my dorm room.
I just took my last things from my locker and done! Now I just need to step to the exit que.
It usually can take up to 3 hours to get out of the school property since it's vacation time...

Some people that want to leave the school go home, others stay.
I decided to go home since I missed Finland.
He was the only person that I remembered from my child hood so he plays important role in my life, well because he's my father too but he really matters to me.
He took me under his 'wing' when I was about year-old. And something tells me that I would like my memories of him to stay exactly the same they are right now.

When I finally got out to the London streets I booked a ticket to Lapland (where Finland lives, it's an actual place in Finland). And in the next morning we landed and I was back in my homeland.

I love the smell of home.

Garlic bread and candles, a little bit of smoke from the oven. I missed it. Finland had greeted me like he usually does.
"Welcome back åland! I made you your favourite chocolate chip cookies, with garlic bread."
I smiled at the thought of it while dropping my bags due to them being unbelievably heavy and answered right after taking a breath.
"I'm homeee! Finland, where are the cookies again?"
He peeked over the doorway, in his usual läki läki hat and white sweater.
"Kitchen counter."
I went towards that way, already spotting the cookies. Too much excitement can be bad because next thing I witnessed was that I had jumped on a chair that was next to the table with cookies. A-and I kind of fell over, taking the plate with me. I guess I made a loud noise because Finland as of appeared in the room, worry and fear written directly in his face.
"Åland!?"
I sheepishly smiled at him while holding one of the cookies, the rest of those were scattered across the floor with the plate shards. I guess the plate had shadered when I knocked it off, because of the floor impact.
"I think I forgot that gravity exsist."
He sighed with relief, helping me clean up.
...
I wanted to go to his summer home but things didn't turn out that way.
Sweden came and since he had lost contact for week or two he 'missed' me.
Well I didn't.
But I went anyway, I had no choice. Or did I? I thought of it in the way to Swedens place.
He lives in an apartment. When I stepped in it was like nothing had changed. Boring.
He's a big gamer and favorite dude of YouTube, so he has an extra room for his merch and a gaming shelf. I even thought it was neat before but now I get bored easily at his place. With Finland around that wasn't a possible cenario. He's a very intoverted person.
I hope that's thanks to me that he has been opening up to me and I get so excited when I hear new information about him that might seem boring for a normal person. Like last time I had a interesting discovery.
He's favorite season is not winter but all of them! Even though there's mainly winter in Finland property/land. I know that sounds boring to you but I genuinely want to know more about him I mEaN- he's my dad afterall! Since he raised me from when I was little you might think that I know more about him then I do know of anybody else but it's acculy the opposite-
I know more about Sweden then I do of my dad!

I can even prove that I know everything of him.
He's friends with YouTube & Thailand and has over 100 mil subbs on his YouTube channel (PewDiePie, long live the king).
He's favorite games change all the time exept his me one fav game witch it Minecraft. Other three favorite games right now are Tomb Raider(there are many games with that name but he likes the all), watch dogs 2 and that game that the author and probably everyone hates. You know what I'm talking about. (If you didn't guess it it's Fortnight).

He's usual morning starts at 12 pm and then he does nothing but gaming, hanging out with YouTube or Ikea all day. He's literally so boring since I knew all of it.
Or did I?
It later turned out that he wasn't as boring as I thought, and I mean it in the bad way. Very bad way. I didn't notice it at first but time is a good teacher. Like literally. I had Mr Time's classes, they teach me history.

When I went to my room and I was done throwing my stuff I felt hungry so I'm going downstairs.
All the furniture in his house is from Ikea, Sweden is super proud of his creation. How?
I can tell since Ikea is one of the talk subject of his. Boooring. While Sweden was doing his usual boring stuff I snuck out of my rooms window.
I had a rope attached to my rooms window and a tree close to the apartment building. It was a huge and very old oak tree. I slid to the tree and moved the leaves a bit to get pass them.
That was my secret hideout, nothing special just 3 floored platforms "house". It had leaves for walls and the third floor roof. I'd sneak out here almost every time I was at Sweden's place.

Then suddenly I heard wings flapping from the other side of the tree. Perfect timing my little feathery friend! I let the snow owl in the treehouse, her name is Heather. Shes an owl so the name is from heart, feathers and she can live normally in extreme temperatures. Perfect pet i would say. She gave me a letter. I opened it and it was from my friend. They live very far away from Finlands and Finland told me that it's dangerous to talk to strangers but I had a feeling- I'm not sure.

Hi Å!

I'm so glad I can finally talk with you!

:)

(This chapter is a prologue for the next book that in physically is finished but  i'm writing it over to a digital version- the first few chapters are already out, you can find the book from my profile)