Babysitting Iceland: Iceland x Sweden Hetalia!

Day Two.

"Ugh...oh, my head!" Iceland groaned in pain. He could hardly remember what happened. "Ice, oh my god! I was so scared, I thought you had died!" A pair of arms wrapped around his aching sides. "Huh?" He tried to sit up, but realized he was being held down by Finland's hug, "Oh, Finland. Are you okay?"

Finland looked at him, shocked. "Am I okay? You were nearly killed! Are you okay, Ice? Does anything hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital? Should I call Nor-?"

"No, no. I'm fine. Pretty sure, anyway." Iceland looked around, "Where's Sweden and Hana?"

"Hana's asleep in her little bed, and Sweden's cleaning up the garage." Finland had a strange look on his face. "The garage? What happened? Also, could you let go of me now? My body kind of hurts." Iceland gently pushed him off and stood up. "Ice, you shouldn't be walking right now! Please, get back in bed!" 

"No...I want to see the garage!" He looked back at Finland as he reached the guest room door, "Why are you wearing different clothes?"

"It's Tuesday now. You've been asleep for almost fourteen hours!" Finland frowned, "Hopefully we can spend enough time together before you have to leave again."

"Yeah." Iceland made his way down the stairs and back to the garage, limping all the way. He opened the door and saw Sweden watering down burned wood and carrying out whatever cooled down into the driveway. "Oh, dear god! What happened yesterday?"

Sweden looked up and saw Iceland coming down the steps. He ran over to the small boy and hugged him. "'ce! Are you ok'y? I sh'ld've been th're to m'ke sure th't wouldn't h'ppen!" Iceland looked around the garage. "Sweden, what happened?" He asked again with dread. "Th' bookc'se fell 'n you and kn'cked y' out c'ld. T'rns out, you h'd your finger on th' l'ghter's tr'gger b'tton. The whole garage w'nt up in flames."

Iceland fell to the ground and sobbed. "Sweden...I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. I'm such a clumsy idiot!" Sweden and Finland got on the ground and hugged him together. 

"You're not an idiot, Ice!" Finland kissed his forehead while Sweden dried his tears. "It w'sn't your f'lt. 't was too d'rk in th're. I'm g'ing to st'rt plugging 'n lamps wh'n this is cleaned."

Sweden stood up and went to finish cleaning up the garage while Finland stayed with Iceland. "Come on, Iceland! It's not so bad. At least you're alive and safe. Also, these huge batteries somehow avoided the fire completely!" He pulled out a box that Iceland immediately remembered, which caused him to cry harder.

"What's wrong? This is a great thing!" 

"I took those off of the lighter!" Finland laughed. "Aww, maybe that was a good thing, since they survived!" He saw Sweden looking at Iceland with concern every few pulls and decided to try and give him a happy break, "Let's go inside, okay? You can go rest on the couch with Hanatamago."

"Okay." Iceland sniffled and went inside with Finland. Hanatamago ran down the stairs and hopped around the living room. "Yip! Yip!" Finland smiled and helped Iceland onto the couch. "Do you need anything?"

"No, thank you." Iceland wiped his eyes dry and cuddled up with Hanatamago when she jumped up in his face, "Hey, Finland?"

Finland turned around with a nervous smile. "Yes?"

"Was Sweden mad at me? At all?"

"No, of course not!" Finland's smile was much more confident, "He was more concerned about your health rather than his furniture."

Iceland smiled at this. He still felt bad, but at least Sweden wasn't angry...or dead. He could've died. "He could've died!" He shrieked. Hana shot up and stared at him. "Oh, sorry. I'm just losing my mind here, Hana. Go back to sleep." Hana seemed satisfied with this explanation, so she went back to sleep, "Good girl."