To Find Where You Belong (Hetalia)

Chapter 9

The day was almost over and Matthew had learnt a couple of things about the Nordics.

Sweden would always call Finland wife while Finland would argue against that.

Denmark loved going out and drinking and he also owned a battle-axe. When he showed Matthew, Mattie nearly jumped out of his skin.

Norway could see mystical creatures and he kept trying to get Iceland to call him big brother.

While Iceland would try his best to ignore Norway and he owned a pet Puffin.

Is this all the information I need? Can I leave now? I feel like I am over-staying my welcome… And how is this supposed to help me find where I belong? My way home? These thoughts constantly ran through Matthew’s head as he pondered over the questions.

“So, Matthew?” Matthew was brought out of his thoughts from Finland standing in the doorway of the kitchen.

“I was wondering if you wanted to cook something with me.”

“Uh, sure.” Matthew got out of his seat and maneuverer his way around the unconscious Dane that was lying near his feet. About 10 minutes before Denmark had just gotten back from hanging out with England and Prussia and was once again drunk. He had tried to get back on the table and dance like he did before but Norway had knocked him unconscious once he entered the living room.

The kitchen was large and spacious, many cooking utensils were lying on the counter along with many ingredients. Finland walked over to the oven and turned on a hot plate.

“I was going to make pancakes and I was wondering if you were wanting to help me. You looked very bored sitting in the lounge room.”

Matthew slightly chuckled, “Yeah, thanks I would love to help.”

Finland gave Matthew a bowl with the pancake powder and milk.

“Can you please stir this for me?”

Matthew stirred until it seemed about right. Putting the bowl on the table, Finland immediately grabbed it and put two large pancakes on the pan on the hot plate.

Not long after they had a large plate of pancakes and 5 other plates. They figured Denmark wouldn’t need one since he was still unconscious.

Walking out of the kitchen and to the dining room and placed the plates on the table.

Norway, Iceland and Sweden came to join them and they sat in their seats. Matthew grabbed two pancakes for himself and drowned them in maple syrup.

A slight giggle was heard from the other end of the table.

“You really like maple syrup don’t you Matthew?” Matthew looked up and saw Finland’s amused face. A blush immediately covered his face and he proceeded to eat his drowned pancakes before they got to soggy.

Matthew was finishing up his second pancake when a hung-over Denmark entered the room. But, once the Dane saw the pancakes his hangover was immediately gone.

“What? You guys made pancakes and didn’t tell me! That is so mean!” Denmark was about to sit in the seat next to Norway when he was given a sudden death glare from the Norwegian man.

“Don’t you dare sit there.”

 Denmark laughed at this and still sat in the sit. Norway did nothing and just continued eating his pancakes. Then as Denmark went to grab pancake he was pushed off the chair by a mysterious force.

“I told you not to sit there, stupid Dane…” Norway muttered.

“Aww, Norge!”

Denmark then took a seat next to Matthew.

“So, do you think you have found out enough about Norge to leave?”

“Denmark! Don’t be so rude!” Finland interrupted the conversation.

“No, it’s okay.” Matthew reassured the Finnish man. “I’m not sure… I haven’t gotten another text in a while…”

Immediately a text was sent to Matthew’s phone.

Opening the text Matthew read aloud,

‘I think a few hours will be fine, birdie. 5 hours at the least. Now you should run along before your time runs out. Kesesesesesese~’

Matthew stared at the text confused. He got the part about the 5 hours and everything but what was the deal with the ‘Kesesesesesesese~’?

“Oh god…” Matthew looked up the stare at Norway.

“Hahahaha! I knew he would be the one behind that! When I went to drink with him today he said he loved texting his little birdie! That must be you! I didn’t know you guys knew each other!” Denmark exclaimed a little too loudly, causing Norway to throw a pancake at his face.

“Who is it? Who is texting me?” Matthew asked looking at the occupants around the table. Finland hadn’t even notice the text had came in and he was busy talking to Sweden. Iceland had come back and was busy texting, smiling at his phone. Norway had an annoyed expression and Denmark was trying to get the sticky maple syrup off his face.

“Never mind… You have to meet Germany, right?” Matthew slowly nodded. “Well, you will meet who is sending the texts there. You should leave now so you can get the quest or whatever it is done.” Norway walked to the door and opened it, Matthew stepped out and headed towards the nearby airport.

“You should go to China’s first.” Matthew turned around to see Iceland running after him. “Uh… when you get there can you give this to Hong Kong?” A blush spread across Iceland’s face as Matthew took the pink note Iceland gave him.

“Okay…”

“Thanks.” And with that Iceland turned back towards the house and went inside.

Matthew continued down the path and as he was walking he heard yelling coming from the Nordics house.

“Leave me alone!”

“Come on, just once!”

“No!”

“You know you want to.”

“I’m not going to call you that!”

“Please, just call me it once!”

“Wasn’t that text enough to get you to shut up?”

“Hahaha! Guys, all drinks are going to be on Icy until he says it!”

“Stop trying to get free drinks out of people!”