Iceland walked home alone in the rain, sniffling lightly. He had just come home from school, and had a large bruise on his cheek. Why? Another fight lost with the school bully. He tried not to cry, but he did anyways. He told himself his tears were from anger, and not hurt. He got home finally and slammed the front door shut as he dumped his bag on the floor, stomping upstairs and slamming his bedroom door shut as well. He immediately turned on Life is Beautiful by Sixx AM, curling up and quietly crying himself to sleep. When he woke up, he smelled something good. He groggily lifted his head, feeling the familiar aching pain in his cheek as he looked to the bedside table. On the table was a plate of food. He stared for a moment, realizing that he had missed dinner since it was 6:30. He also realized that he was under the blankets. He hadn't been under the blankets when he fell asleep. He idly wondered who had done this. After eating and taking his dishes back downstairs to the sink, he went upstairs again only to be apprehended by Norway. Emil glared at Norway. "What do jou vant? I'm not down with any scolding jou have for me, okei? Ja, I got in a fight again at school. So vhat loser.", he muttered as he shoved past Lukas to get to his bedroom again. Norway followed him, and gave him a soft look as he stood in the doorway. "....Do yuh want me to tuck you in? Read you a story?", Norway said suddenly. Iceland blushed, his eyes wide slightly. "I'm not a little baby anymore, get out!", he said in sheer embarrassment. Lukas ignored him and simply walked into the room. He abruptly gave Emil a warm hug and kissed his un-injured cheek before just leaving as quick as he came. Emil stared at the doorway, blinking. He got back under the covers after a while, cuddling the plush Puffin Norway had given him all those years ago. He shut off the lamp and stared into the darkness for a long time, emotionless, until he couldn't help but smile lightly, shutting his eyes. Thanks....big brother.
