Babysitting Iceland: Iceland x Sweden Hetalia!

Day Four.

Iceland turned around and opened his eyes. Sweden was sleeping beside him. He shrieked, which caused his Swedish friend to wake up. "Wh't? What's wr'ng, Icel'nd?"

"What the heck are you doing in my bed?" Iceland blushed and covered his face with the blanket. "Don't y' remember last n'ght?" Sweden pulled the blanket off of Ice's face and ran his hand through the young man's silver hair. 

"Oh, yeah." Iceland facepalmed, "That was so dumb. Thanks for...you know."

"No probl'm."

The two men quietly sat in bad for a moment, not entirely sure what they should do. "So...I think Finland might be awake right now. We should go see him."

Sweden agreed and they both hopped out of bed. They went down to the living room and Finland greeted them with Hana. "Good morning! Is everything okay? Iceland, I thought I heard you screaming, but I wasn't sure."

"He h'd a nightmare." Sweden left the room to make some coffee. "A nightmare? What did you see?" Finland sat Iceland down beside him. "I can't really remember. Hopefully today and tomorrow will be a bit more normal, though."

"Yeah, hopefully! Maybe we should just watch some TV for today. There really isn't much to do around here."

"I guess not." Iceland turned on the TV as Sweden came back in and sat next to him, sipping his cup of coffee. "What are we watching?" Finland asked, not really paying attention. "I think it's the morning news." 

"Oh, okay!"

Sweden's phone started ringing, he picked it up and held it to his ear. "H'llo?"

Iceland could hear the other person on the phone, it was Norway. "Hi, Sweden. Denmark and I will be stuck here for another week or so. Do you think Iceland can stay with you until next saturday?"

"Ja, that'll b' fine. Is ev'rything okay?"

"Yes. There's just a few other things we have to deal with over here. Is Iceland fine?"

"He's alr'ght. Do y' want to sp'k with him?"

"Yeah."

Sweden handed the phone to Iceland, who tiredly held it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Ice, it's Norway. Your big brother."

"What do you want, Norway?" Iceland glared, thinking Norway would feel it through the phone. "What are you doing?"

"I'm watching TV with Finland and Sweden, what are you and Denmark doing?"

"I'm talking to you while the stupid Dane is drinking at the bar downstairs."

"Are you guys in a fancy hotel?"

"The hotel's not exactly fancy, but it's a hotel with a bar. Denmark's been here before."

"I'm not surprised."

"Yeah. So, you're surviving okay?"

"Yes."

"I heard you almost died after we dropped you off."

"Yeah, but everything is perfectly fine now."

"Are you sure? How do I know Sweden's furniture isn't holding you hostage right now?"

"Shut up!" Iceland glanced at Finland, who was trying not to laugh, then glanced at Sweden, who was clearly smirking in his cup. "Alright, alright. Has anything else happened?"

"No!"

"He fell out of a tree yesterday!" Finland yelled. "What?" Norway asked, sounding upset. "I did not!" Iceland turned to Finland and mouthed, "Shut up!"