RUNAWAY

🐧~Níu~🐧

"There's nothing to talk about,"

Norway stared into the impatient eyes of England. He didn't quite understand why he was angry at England. He was a good friend, a loyal and honest one at that.

"Why?" England asked simply "Why won't you tell me?"

Norway avoided the man that was above him. England moved him and his brother into a kneeling position, like they we're going into trial. His hands were tied together by England's magic.

England stared coldly at the two men kneeling in front of him, not showing them any signs of sympathy. He waited for an answer, tapping his feet every now and then.

The only noise in the room was the ticking of the clock above the mantle piece, the noise sounding loud in the deafening silence.

"Well?" Asked the Brit, his patience dulling. His voice sounded angry yet the Brit was far from angry.

He was furious.

"What's the reason?"

"Glenia, Sealand and Ladonia nearly got hit, England," Norway replied almost instantly. His head was hung low, his blonde hair falling to the ground. "How could we protect her if the whole world knew?"

Iceland knew he didn't have the place to talk. Norway would silence him but England wouldn't mind. He didn't want to talk anyway in fear he would mess everything up.

"Hit?" England muttered to himself "Who on earth did that?"

"Some boys," Iceland muttered lowly, his hands clenched into fists. He couldn't help but answer. He wanted to punch them. See how hey liked it. Wanted to see the thick metallic blood seem out of their noses. But how could he do that? He'd be no better than them.

"Oh some boys eh?" England whispered. He sighed and bowed his head before lifting his head up again and holding it high in the air, still managing to look Norway and in Iceland in the eye. "Now I know why you're so protective of her," England stated.

"Wait what-?" "Bring her to the next world meeting in Japan," England said, waving his wand three times that was stuffed in his trouser pocket. The spell on the brothers' hands and body were lifted, the Amber looking substance melted away and disappeared.

"England, you can't just make decisions out of the blue right now," Norway said, his voice getting louder. England's head that was fixed onto his now outstretched phone snapped to the Nordic.

"Well I can't have you obsessing over Sealand, Ladonia and Glenia now can I?" England retorted back, looking back at the two.

Now, the brothers don't know they were 'obsessing' over Glenia. They called it more like 'making sure she is protected at all times' which is basically obsessing over Glenia when you think about it...

ANYWAY

Norway stared at England with an angered expression. No one ever saw the man look at someone like that but maybe that was because they were afraid to anger him.

"Fine," Norway said through gritted teeth "Have it your way,"

England smirked and turned his phone off. He walked up to the now angered man and patted his shoulder, leaning into his ear."I knew you would agree ol'buddy ol'pal," England whispered with a chuckle "Don't think I don't know you're scared of me,"

Norway's eyes widened as England strolled out of the sitting room and out of the front door. Before England was completely gone, Norway looked behind him to take a glance of the leaving Englishman.

Iceland had no clue what England said nor did he know why Norway was acting like this.

What he did know was that Norway and England were far from friends now.

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