The Disaster (Currently Undergoing Edits and Completed)

A Little Incident We Have Here

When England arrived at Norway's place, Romania was there already, but for some reason with Wallachia, Moldavia, and Transylvania.

"We wanted to leave your dark house!"

"No one is bloody leaving my house, Transylvania!" Romania shouted and the lesser-known countries, acting much like England to England's dismay.

"All you do is creep up to my room and bite me! Oh, look, England is here! Well, show him what you do! Bite me!"

"I'll gladly do so," Romania said, revealing his fang.

"Woah, woah there, Romania, calm down."

"Sheesh, Romania. While you're at my place, at least, try not to bite them. Why did you bring them anyway?"

"They followed me! They bloody didn't like my house, those pesky–"

"Norway," England cut him off. "Do bring Peter and Tino in to drag them out."

"The other Nordics are not here."

"Fine, fine, we'll leave," Wallachia said.

"If I go back and see you not in my house, I'm gonna bloody bite you all." Romania glared at all of them before finally calming down.

After the door closed shut, Romania and England turned to Norway.

"So?" England said. "Whaddya call us here for?"

"Is that your accent, England?"

"I dunno. I think it is."

"Anyway, the reason I called you here is, because Iceland is acting weird."

"Um, hate to break it to ya, Norway, but Iceland is already weird."

Norway glared at England a bit before continuing.

"No, I meant, he's saying mean things, trying to cook his Puffin, and called me oniichan without any hesitation."

England gasped softly. "Cook his puffin?"

"Now wait a minute, Norway." Romania nudged England to close his mouth, which was hanging open for some reason. "Why does that concern us?"

Norway looked at Romania with a expirated look on his face.

"I'm pretty sure Iceland is the one who took the Locket."

"and?"

"Romania, seriously... Which means, Iceland could have gone to the Disaster!"

"Oh." Romania blew his fingernails.

"OH."

"Romania, stop copying England's accent and my actions."

"Eh, but Norway, you have England's accent too. Besides, for some reason, I can see right through your emotions."

"It's not like I can control it!"

"Exactly. So stop picking on me!"

"Guys, what's gotten into you?" England sighed. "Stop fighting."

"And what have gotten into you?" Romania snorted. "Stop acting like me, all kind and cool, you git!"

"You stop acting like me! Why are you so sarcastic?" England retorted.

Norway smiled. "Aren't you the one who were always sarcastic? Well, you got a partner, so be happy."

"Come on guys, let's try to at least progress and figure out something about Iceland," Romania sighed.

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