H/n: I love this picture. Narrator'spov *Whooo, whooo, whooooooo* The train whistle screamed, waking the four sleeping girls. Haleth stretched her arms above her head and yawned, "What time is it?" She glanced at the clock on the wall and yelped, "It's 10:30!!" The girls jumped up and ran to the front of the halted train. Krystal reached for the doorknob. Just as her fingers grazed it, the door flung open. Standing outside, was a ridiculously tall, dark-haired man, wearing a tailcoat. Haleth jumped out of the train and tackle-hugged the guy. He stepped backwards to absorb the impact, then gently patted her head. "Sebastian," she squealed. Krystal cocked an eyebrow, while Aubree jumped up and down faintly squealing. The demon butler in question chuckled, "Greetings Miladies. It trust your trip was satisfactory?" Haleth nodded, "It was, thank you. What are you doing here, if I may ask? Shouldn't you be with Master Ceil?" Bree planted her hands on her hips and started looking around, "Yeah, where is Captain Eye patch, anyways?" Sebastian smirked, "Master Ceil is back at the manor. He figured you might be running late so he sent me to bring you to the meeting building." He stopped and turned to Krystal, whom had been glaring suspiciously at the demon and inching away from him ever since he had opened the door. He flashed her a close-eyed smile and was suddenly carrying her to the awaiting carriage. "Put me down, before I hex you into another dimension!" Krystal snarled as she squirmed. "Um..." Haleth and Bree turned back to see a startled and confused (Y/n) peering out of the train car. "Is that normal," the troubled female asked. Haleth nodded, grabbed (Y/n) by wrist, and pulled her to the carriage. Inside was a fuming Krystal and a smug demon. Sebastian leaned out to help the remaining ladies into the rig. ♪Time skip to the meeting place♪ The four girls climbed out of the carriage and turned to wave at Sebas-chan. Or well, Haleth, Bree, and (Y/n) waved. Krystal muttered curses under her breath. Of the nonmagical variety. (Y/n) turned to look at the building that the meeting would take place in. Instead, she was blindfolded before she could catch a glimpse. Bree finished wrapping the scarf around her head then stepped back. "No peeking~." Haleth took (Y/n)'s right hand and Bree took her left. Krystal led the girls inside the building. Once inside the doors, the girls were greeted with an interesting song. In the lobby, the receptionist had the radio turned on. Pouring out of the speakers was the song 'That's How I Like It' by Bruno Mars. Bree heard the song and started breaking it down. In the middle of the lobby. And singing the lyrics. Haleth's left eye started twitching and she looked like she was about to scream. Krystal saved the day. She raised up her staff and smashed the radio to pieces, cutting off the music with a squawk. The receptionist jumped, clearly startled, while Bree turned to Krystal with a 'wtf' look. Haleth and Krystal sighed in relief. (Y/n) shifted from foot to foot, "Um, guys. What just happened?" Krystal smiled, "Oh, nothing important. Just taking care of the trash." And with that she strode down the hall, with an infuriated Bree right behind her. Haleth sighed and resumed pulling (Y/n) through the building.
'Stupid demon with his stupid smirk and his stupid tailcoat.' I internally seethed. That man had officially ruined my mood. Not to mention that song. When it comes to an aggravated me there is only one cure. Besides food. (-_-")/🍔🍕🍟🍝🍪🍫☕ Nordics. The 2ps, that is. Just thinking about being able to talk to them face-to-face puts me in a better mood. I walked in the meeting room in a daze, not bothering to see if anyone was trying to get my attention. I took about two more steps before I was tackle-hugged to the ground. "Blóm!!!" A voice screamed out. I opened my eyes to see the person was none other than Egil Steilson, 2p Iceland. The young male proceeded to attempt to shower me with kisses. Before he could actually do so he was yanked up into the air. I looked up to see the other 2p Nordics. Magnus Køhler-2p Denmark, Loki Bondevik- 2p Norway, Bernard Oxenstierna-2p Sweden, and Thurston Väinämönien- 2p Finland. Magnus held Egil by his collar, the former with a slightly irritated look on his face. Egil whined and tried to twist out of the giant man's grip. "Put me down! I just want to give Krystal kisses." Thurston glared at the eye-patched Icelander. "She's not just yours to kiss. Besides, you tackled rakas to the ground." He reached down to help me up. Once I was standing, he loosely wrapped his arms around me. Loki glanced at Magnus, "Magnus, you can put him down now." Magnus grunted and dropped the male. I watched as Egil picked himself up. Someone brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. I turned my head to see Bernard flashing me his pointy toothed smile. "Hejhurmårdu, skatt," he purred. "Jag mår bra tack," I replied. Behind me I could here huffing. Surprised, the six of us turned to see who it was. Our eyes were greeted with the site of Haleth teasing Bree for being 'out of shape' to which Bree replied 'excuse you, but oval is a shape'. Poor (Y/n) was just sitting there blindfolded, no doubt wondering what the hell was going on. I shook my head and proceeded to remove (Y/n)'s blindfold. The (h/c) girl gave me a grateful look, then studied her surroundings. Her gaze stopped on the boys. "Who 're they?" I motioned the boys over to meet her. I waved my hand at the five. "These are the 2p Nordic 5. Egil Steilson represents 2p Iceland, Magnus Køhler represents 2p Denmark, Loki Bondevik represents 2p Norway, Bernard Oxenstierna represents 2p Sweden, and Thurston Väinämönien represents 2p Finland. Boys, this is Queen Haleth's newest General. She bears the ranking of five stars. Her name is (Y/f/n). Be nice and don't eat her." "Ja älskling."- Bernard "Kyllärakas."- Thurston "Ja kære."- Magnus "Jáelskan."- Egil "Ja elskling."- Loki Haleth suddenly appeared next to me, "How many times do I have to tell you, you don't have to refer to me as Queen, my wizard?" I shot her a look, "We are at a political meeting between country personifications, my queen. It's my job." Bree nodded, "As much as it pains me to agree with the radio destroyer, she is right your majesty." I scowled, "It's not my fault that song was terrible." Haleth quickly stepped between us, which was a risky move on her part considering the fact that Bree was about to hit me with her baggutte. She smiled at the guys, "It was nice seeing all of you again. If you will excuse us, Aubree and I must take (Y/n) to meet the others." Loki grinned, "Goodbye, see you later in the meeting!"
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