RUNAWAY

☕️~Seven~☕️

That was the last you saw of the outside world.

Sealand didn't go outside ether.

Neither did Ladonia.

The five older men became more attached to you, Sealand and Ladonia, as if you all were a piece of gold. It wasn't like them.

They used to be so nice and fun and...all the happy words combined. But now they just were...creepy.

Sealand said himself this wasn't like them. He said he never seen him once in his life see them be this protective over him and Ladonia.

It was if it was different people.

You were never left alone. The minute one of the brothers needed to do something, another one would come rushing along to sit next to you, eager to be beside you.

The same goes for Sealand and Ladonia.

One day you were colouring in a colouring book Finland got you. You tried your best not to colour over the lines. Lifting your head, you looked up to Iceland who was busy playing on his phone, not bothering to look at you. You knew better than to sneak off, he would surely notice you.

"Bloody hell Norway, let me in the blasted house and show me Sealand!! I haven't seen him in ages!!"

Your head snapped to the unfamiliar voice shouting from the direction if the front door. 'It's worth a shot,' you thought. You got up quietly, trying hard not to disrupt Iceland from his playing. You tiptoed away to the door, not looking out if it since you were scared to do so.

"I thought you didn't like him?" You heard Norway bluntly ask the mysterious person.
"Blimey hell Norway, you know I like to see the lad time to time," the voice irritatedly say, clicking their tongues.

Gathering your courage, you peeked out the door to see the voice, slowly settling your eyes to the scene before you.

A man with shiny emerald eyes stared at your 'big brother'* annoyed, his blonde hair shining in the morning sun. His eyebrows, you saw, were ginormously huge. You almost thought they were huge catapilars. You stared at him in wonder, thinking where he came from.

The man seemed to notice your presence since he casted his annoyed eyes to you. Norway jumped in front of him, shielding you from his wondering eyes.

You froze. 'He saw me,' you paled 'I'm going to be fried!'

"Norway...," the man uttered slowly, a questioning look on his face "Who is that little lass at the door?"

Scared, you hoped back into the room, just to have your mouth covered and carried off to a wardrobe that was inside the sitting room. 'Iceland,' you thought. You heard the men shouting at each other, but you didn't care.

What you did care was how dark the room was

It was pitch black.

Panicking, you tried to push open the door, resulting in the wardrobe doors opening a tiny bit, letting in a line of light inside the room. Sighing happily by the light you tried to see what was going on (and failing miserably).

"Norway I know what I saw! It was a miniature version of Glenia!" You heard the man yell impatiently, getting closer by the minute.

"She's dead England. I thought you excepted that," Norway said back, getting closer too.

It seemed the man ignored him and stumbled into the sitting room, his feet stomping everywhere in the room. "I swear if you brung her back to life, I'll bang your bloody head on top of her grave stone to get the fact into your thick skull that she is fucking dead!" He yelled in anger. He sounded really close. You scuttled away to the further pits of the wardrobe, not wanting the man to see you. He seemed scary to you with his nasty words and his weird accent.

"Iceland tell me where the bloody hell your sister is," the man asked impatiently.

You heard some ruffles of pages from the book Iceland was reading then him saying "I don't know what your talking about,"

An agitated sigh echoed off the walls of the room with slap of a face to join it afterwards. "I know what I saw! Stop bullshiting me!" The man growled.

Once again you gasped and moved your hand to your hand, wanting to conceal any noises made from you.

Bad mistake.

A box you never knew was there toppled over, creating a loud THUD.

Everything was quiet.
No one dared to make a sound.

"You motherfluffer...," the man whispered, nearly unaudible. A zap was heard and shouts of protests came from the two men you knew all too well.

"I can't believe this Norway...you brought her back to life didn't you!" He yelled. You didn't know why he was angry. You didn't know why he sounded sad as well.

"England if you dare go near her I swear--,"
"Norway we were brought up in the same house. The same house. Why would I hurt Glenia in any way, shape or form?" England interrupted Norway. He man sounded offended, like he was stabbed.

That definitely shut him up.

The wardrobe's door were ripped open, the light pouring in from all around you. You looked up at the unfamiliar face.

It was different from what you saw the first time.
His face was gentle and loving. His eyes were softened and a small smile played on his lips.

You didn't know why you introduced yourself to him. It must have been instinct. Hell, you were just shivering to death!

"Hello there. My name is Glenia,"

*by now you don't know if you can call him your brother anymore :\

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