Hetalia oneshots

I dont hate you /dennor\

Before i start i must warn you. I couldnt think of anything for this story. Its utter crap. Its also really short. After this though i am writing a sequel to dont forget me, titled, countries cant stay dead
Thats your hint for the next story i am writing​ g. Cant wait. Also so sorry for taking so long to upload this chapter

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Lukas/norge - norway

Mathias/Den- Denmark

Tino - Finland

Bertwald/su-san - Sweden

Peter - Sealand

Orjan - Ladonia

Nugget/peanut - Kanna (the lost child)

Kenz/Ken -Kenzie (the lost child)

All that was seen before Norway was on the floor was curly light blonde hair and the smiling face of a familiar little girl. From the corner of the room sat three kids who stood laughing. Two where micronations the other a blue haired little girl.

“Nugget don’t kill Norge yet.” Denmark’s voice said behind the little girl before the girl was picked up. The little girl actually quite small for being 11 years old, squirmed in her father's hold.

Lukas stood back up groaning before his sigh tears narrowed in on the girl with the Danes arms in front of him. The little girl just giggled at him.

“Kanna what did we say about jump attacks? We are not as strong as you and your jumps are bigger than ours. You could hurt someone in the future.” Norway said taking the 11 year old from his husband.

“I’m sorry papa. It was a dare we found online.” Kanna said looking at her feet softly. Her adoptive father set her down. She hurried back over to her friends who were all siblings.

“You need to control her.” Norway mumbled to the Dane who frowned looking at Norway tilting his head.

“Control her? It’s kinda not our jobs. We are her parents.” Denmark said making Lukas shake his head.

“Then what? She is out of control half the time!” norway yelled. Denmark hated this. Sometimes when kanna wasn't around, norway would act nice. Most of the time though, his lover practically hated him. Though mathias never let the Norwegian know, he cried when he was alone. Kanna always took away those feelings but even she saw her daddy cry. Denmark and norway were together though most days no one could tell as norway acted so hateful to his lover that denmark stayed in his room instead of going to norge’s.

That night kanna opened her daddy's door just to hear sobs. She hated when her papa made him cry. Her daddy was her favorite.

“Daddy?” kanna asked. When she crawled up onto the bed denmark took his daughter into his arms, burrowing his head in the small girls hair. The girl was much to small to be 11, her body the size of a 6 year old.

“Kanna he must hate me!” mathias yelled sobbing into his daughter’s hair.

“Papa doesn't hate you. Its my fault.” kanna said, to that denmark stopped immediately.

“Kanna what in the world gave yiu the idea that it was your fault?” he hissed.

“Papa got mad because i did something bad. So its my fault.” she said, tears began streaming down her face. She soon began to mumble those three words sobbing, its my fault. The little girl blamed herself for their fights.

Denmark stood up in anger. He kissed his daughter's head before storming off to norways room.

“I get that you might hate me but she has no right to think its her fault! You got made at me and now she blames herself! How could you?” denmark screamed throwing open the door. Norway could see the tear streaks.

“W-wait what?” the man by the name of lukas asked.

“Kanna came into my room! I was crying okay? Anyway she then began to say it was her fault i was crying!” he yelled. He was in an angry furry. As he kept ranting lukas rolled his eyes and kissed him.

“Shut up will you? Ill talk with kanna about it.” he said

Two hours later

Kanna sat sleeping in Norway’s lap. He was smiling as he pet his daughters hair.

“Oh and Mathias?” His voice rang out like a bell and the Dane turned.

“What’s up Norge?” He asked. The norwegian man smiled at his lover.

“I don’t hate you.”

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Once again so sorry