You looked around for a person named Mathias.
"Oh! Me, me, me! I'm Mathias!"
You looked over to see a male with gravity-defying blonde hair. Before you could say anything, Mathias swooped you up.
"I represent Denmark!"
Denmark walked over to four other people.
"That's Iceberg. Finny, Norge, and Sve!" He said happily, you blinked and said.
"Those don't sound like countries.."
This earned a few chuckles.
"Th'r all n'ckn'mes." said a blond man with glasses, he was rather intimidating.
"I told you not to call me Iceberg!" Sounded a silver-haired boy, a Puffin perched on his shoulder. He sighed in annoyance before turning his eyes to you.
"I'm Iceland.
My name is very confusing because my country is green."
You nodded in understanding.
" 'M Sweden." sounded the blonde again.
"I'm Finland~!
It's nice to meet you, (Y/N)!"
You liked this guy already.
"I am Norway."
Sounded the last man, he didn't seem too thrilled with your company.
The Nordic countries decided to leave the meeting in order to prepare everything for you.
"Sh' needs a room." Stated Sweden.
"We don't have any more guest rooms.. so she might have to share with one of us until we can build a room for her." Said Finland in response.
Denmark smiled.
"Well, I don't want Norge sacrificing her to his little, Tinkerbell 'fairies', so not him."
Norway glared at Denmark.
"And I dunno if I want her stayin' with Icey.. the refrigerator wasn't always white."
Denmark added, you were too young to understand what that meant, but you watched as Sweden wrapped him in a choke-hold. Denmark flailed his arms.
"Y'r lucky sh's too young t' 'nd'rstand thos' kinds 'f jokes."
Iceland grew red with embarrassment, even though he wasn't really fucking a fridge.
You smiled innocently as Finland put you on the couch, you giggled as Hanatamago jumped up and licked your face.
Denmark left for a bit, but came back, dressed as a Viking.
He then handed you a little wooden sword, the others followed suit, dressing like Vikings as well.
You giggled as they let you win the "battle" to which, you'd simply batted them with the wooden sword and they'd fall over, pretending to be dead.
"I win!!" You declared.
Denmark got up and put you on his shoulders, they all paraded around the living room, you squealed with laughter.
After that, you'd gotten tired out. Finland carried you up to Denmark's room and sat you down on the bed gently. The others stood in the doorway, having changed into their pajamas, Denmark was the first to climb in, then Iceland, Norway, Finland, and Sweden finally crammed into the bed as well.
It was cramped, but..
At least you were warm!
