I ran to the little office I had and quickly wrote a will and a fake letter to where I was going, like I'd really do that. I packed my few belongings and ran... Covered in flour but come on! I'm not going to take a shower, I don't want to be in an Italian horror movie!
" Oh I'm so dead." I mutter and pace.
If I run I'm deader than planned if I stay I'm dead slightly less. I remembered Lithuania and his scars, that was my sudden motivation. I run as far as I can and as fast as I can, I stopped when I realized I was absolutely lost and cold. I turned around a few times and felt rain, my face turned into a nasty glare. I walked in the deep snow that was up to my knees, the cold liquid sink through thin pants making me cold. I shiver as I walk through the forest, my ears feel like they'll fall off at any given time. A dark tall shape comes towards me, I start to run but my foot catches on a root. There is a small snap and I shout as I fall in pain, I close eyes tight as the figure comes.
" Mister Latvia?" Finland asks.
I slowly open my eyes and see him and Sweden both looking very warm and Sweden looking like Sweden.
" Your cold." Sweden states and lifts me up.
" What are you doing out here Latvia?" Finland asks and put earmuffs on me.
" I-i-i-i-"
" No more talking you need to warm."
" Mister Sweden's right! We'll talk when we get back to our place!"
I was carried to the Nordics home, my ankle was very broken and bruised. Finland wrapped me in a nice wool blanket and have me some hot tea.
" Thank you for your kindness." I said.
" What are friends for Latvia! Now what happened? We come and find you traipsing through snow half frozen and covered in some weird dough!"
I explain what happened and that I was very lost when they found me, Finland helped me into the shower when we hear sweden say: " hello Mr.Russia."
I was glad he was talking so loud and that I could hobble quietly, I ran out best I could and hid in one of Sweden's desk cabinet's. Humiliating? Yes. Scared? Absolutely. I trembled as he came upstairs Sweden gently and secretly shut the door to the cabinet and it locked, I cover my mouth and nose hide my breathing.
" Oh poor Latvia little one is probably frozen to a popsicle now." Russia says.
Wait. Is that remorse I hear?! Woah back it up right now, He's sorry?!
" Serves him right. Nasty little country."
Wow just disproved all my excitement with six words, I heard Finland give a fake sob. Russia left soon after, Holocaust all over again seriously!
" Where did Latvia go?" Finland asked.
" Han är I skrivbordet."
He's in the desk
" Vi måste hjälpa hinom."
We have to help him.
" Jag håller med."
I agree.
They talk in Swedish for another minute before seweden opens the desk, I crawled out.
" Well that certainly worked out! I'll call England and ask if he could help with a spell out something! :3."
" Wouldn't it be safe to ask Norway... Romania maybe?" I propose.
" Romania is mad at sweden and Norway is fixing Denmark after an accident with a shovel and won't be back until Thursday."
I smile and put my newly washed clothes on, Finland stops me.
" Where are you thinking you're going?" He asked.
" I gotta go. Russia is going to find me sooner or later."
" You can't leave! Look how hurt you are!"
" I got to go."
Sweden lifted me up and despite my struggling he set me on a large chair designed apparently to keep the vertically challenged in one place, probably for Iceland when he was younger. I sigh as Finland grins at his husband, I wish i could have something like that. Sweden brushed Finland's back and walked into the kitchen.
" That chair was icey's. We put up there as a time out or to keep him out of trouble, same with Norway."
" I feel honored."
" I didn't know you were capable of sarcasm!"
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Russian roulette
Fanfiction" I-i-i'll go make some tea... dear god save us all." Estonia say's his voice barely a whisper. " You really did it this time Latvia... He'll punish us all." Latvia really did it this time.
