The only sound that reached your ears was the flip of the book you had just recently bought. You sighed as a sudden commotion from outside your parent's library started. Putting the book down gently you pushed open the door and peeked out spotting two men.
"Come on Norge! I was kidding!" The taller one whined. The shorter one reached up and pulled him down to his height by his ear.
"You need to mature, and you know better than embarrassing people in public, I swear if you were wearing a tie right now..." He trailed off growling slightly. You almost chuckled. Funny they remind me of my siblings.... You thought. The two dirty blondes continued fighting and snapping at each other in hushed whispers. You could have died out of embarrassment when your younger sibling came racing down the hall crying right past the two men and right into your arms.
"What's wrong?" You asked as she clung onto you tightly.
"I-It's mommy and daddy...." She cried burying her head into your chest. You sighed. Not this again..... You patted her head gently.
"Shhhh, are they fighting again?" You asked. She nodded letting out a loud sob. You flinched and picked her up settling her on your hip. The shorter blonde approached you and your sibling.
"I'm sorry, but did we make her cry?" He asked a little concerned. You shook your head lightly smiling.
"Nope, it's fine just parents are fighting and all, it gets her upset." You explained. He nodded his head as if he understood.
"Here, I'll take you out for some ice cream, how about it?" You whispered to her. She grunted and nodded her head. At least she stopped crying.... You thought.
"Hey, how about I take all of us to get some ice cream?" The taller one cut in. The shorter one turned and opened his mouth but shut it quickly glancing back at you and your sister.
"Is that fine with you?" He asked. You nodded smiling.
"If it's not such a burden." You said. The taller on grinned and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
"I think we'll become great pals!" He laughed. You squinted your eyes and slowly shrugged his arm off.
"Sure, why not." You said.
"Oh, I'm Denmark by the way and this is Norge," He said pointing to the other dirty blonde.
"Norway in other words." He said. You nodded but tilted your head.
"Wait like the countries?" You asked. Denmark sighed.
"Broski, it's a long long story." He said. You smiled.
"I'm listening." You pried. He sighed. As all four of you traveled to the nearest ice cream shop they explained everything. A couple of times your sibling fell asleep on your shoulder and made you want to slump onto a soft bed or shoulder also.
"We're here!" Denmark announced.
"Finally." You muttered. Waking your sibling you entered the shop.
"What do you guys want? It's on the house." Denmark smiled.
"Um, I know she wants vanilla." You said. Denmark nodded.
"Chocolate for me." Norway spoke. You laughed. That was also your favorite. (let's just say it was ;3)
"And you?" Denmark asked. You shook your head.
"I would feel bad if I ordered anything." You said humbly. He laughed.
"Okay then." He snickered. Turning he ordered the ice cream and you handed your sibling hers who was delighted and began eating it immediately. All of you sat down and silence settled in as they all ate, except for you. Gazing out the window you didn't notice the noises that your stomach was making, and you jumped a little as Norway held out his ice cream in front of you.
