-100 Theme Challenge- Hetalia! {APH various - reader insert}

029: Sleep- Norway

"You look awful Norge" Said Denmark during breakfast.

"Thanks for your honesty" Replied Norway bitterly.

"Having trouble sleeping?" Asked Finland, taking a spoonful of cereal.

"I think so. I saw him walking around the garden early this morning, when it was still dark" Answered Iceland.

"In the garden, really?" Said Denmark with this toast still in his mouth. "Alone?"

"For what I saw; yes" Replied Iceland again.

"I can answer for myself little brother" intervened Norway with a poisonous voice. "I'll be fine, just mind your own business"

With his words still lingering in the air, Norway left the room. Lack of sleep made him cranky and having people talking about him in his face, made it even worse. He had a headache after the few effective hours of sleep he had last night; all because of his visitors... more or less.

They came some nights, mostly those when the moon was full, but lately they had been coming every night to talk to him, to help him and even joke him. The reason: (y/n). He had made the terrible mistake of mentioning her name once, and they started coming more and more frequently to ask things about her. Two nights ago, they found out where she lived, and some of them went to see her, risking out of the woods to catch glimpses of her, and then came to him to narrate his experiences.

Surely, they would come back today; they would not stop until...

"She was lovely today, Nor" Said a small one with frizzy hair.

"She always is" Smiled Norway.

"See, he is in love" Said the old one.

"What would a troll know about falling in love" said an exhausted Norway.

"More than you, that's true, my friend" Replied the old one.

"Norge" said a familiar voice. "It's me (y/n)"

"I know it's not her... Your tail is showing Smi" Pointed Norway, already familiar with this trick. "I'm not in the mood for your impressions tonight" he sighed.

"You know how to get rid of us for a few nights" said Smil smirking, now in her regular form, with curly black hair and a made up frilly dress.

"It's rude to manipulate me into confessing to her" Argued Norway.

"It may be rude, my friend, but it is a need. We can see you'd be good with her" Said the old one.

"She is pretty and nice, and as Bestefar said: You need her" said the small one.

"Fine, if you let me sleep the whole night tomorrow, I'll go the day after" Replied Norway, tiredly.

"Make it the night after and it's a deal" Said Smil giggling.

"Fine, whatever you want" He answered last.

"So romantic!" squaled the small one.

"We should let him sleep now. My friend needs rest to alleviate his mood, and potentiate his courage for lady (y/n)"Said the old one, in a soothing voice.

"Thanks Bestefar" Replied Norge with a smile.

"Bye Nor" said the other two in unison, crawling out the window.

"Goodnight"

"Nothing like young love" Muttered Bestefar as he jumped out.

"Nothing like trolls... and love... to keep someone awake" Norway said, resting again in his bed.