Sealand Oneshots

The Frog Prince of Sealand

"Papa! I'm home!" Sealand cried as he waltzed through the Nordic household.

"Sorry, kiddo," a familiar voice replied. "Sve's at a meeting with his boss. Won't be home for a while."

"Uncle Denmark!!!" Sea exclaimed, rushing forward to hug the living day lights out of his "uncle".

"So kid, how'd your day go? Anything interesting happen?" Denmark asked, smiling down at his nephew as he so often did.

"Well..." Sealand started, "something weird happened in my math class..."

Denmark stopped smiling, a bit worried about the young child's math class.

"Umm...what happened?" He asked, hesitantly.

"Well, we were working on our fractions homework, so we wouldn't have to do it at home. I finished, by the way." The Sealander said.

"Good. What happened?" The Dane asked impatiently.

"I was just getting to that. Like I said, we were all doing our work. The class was, like, dead silent. All of a sudden, my teacher, Mrs. Nichols, gets up from her desk, and walks up to me. I was worried that I was in trouble, so I just looked at her, waiting to hear what she had to say."

Denmark nodded his head as a signal for the boy to continue.

Sealand sighed. "She took my pencil, bonked me on the head and said 'You are a frog.' After that, she just walked back to her desk like nothing had happened."

Denmark couldn't contain his laughter. He shook his head, wiping tears from his eyes.

"Kid, I think something might be a little off about your teacher!!!" He chuckled.

Sealand just shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know. But I'm hungry and am in the mood for Nutella." And with that, he made his way to the kitchen, leaving his uncle alone laughing his head off.

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It was about 11:00 in the evening. Sealand had long since gone to bed. The door opened, and a tired Finn and an angry Swede entered the living room where Denmark was waiting for them.

"Guys, you won't beLIEve what you're son just told me!"