Stop following me. (second spinoff of never leave you alone)

chapter five.

The silver haired Scandinavian woke up with a weight beside her, she looked over and found Denmark hugging her protectively.
(Y/n) poked at her older brother's face to wake him up, he did not want to wake up.
She heard some alarm clocks go off in other rooms followed by footsteps of sleepy males wandering around, some steps came to the female's room.
A knock at the door followed by sweden's voice, "Lillasyster, time to get up."
"Thanks Storebror.", the red-violet you lady said.
The Swedish male made a content hum and walked away.
(Y/n) shook the Dane, "storebroder, wake up."

The Dane woke up and snuggled the girl, "you're so warm lillesøster. I just want to hug you."
"We need to get up.", the silver haired female said and tried to struggle out.
"Twenty more minutes.", the blonde Dane whined, "I want to cuddle."
"Are you drunk?", (y/n) asked.
"You're cute.", Denmark said with a slight slur, "I'm not going to let nightmares get my lillesøster."
"You smell like alcohol.", The female whined.
The Dane just cuddled the female more, his strong arms crushed the young woman.
The silver haired female whined more as the Blonde haired man continued to cuddle her.
She heard Norway knock on Denmark's door, "Bro, time to get up."
The sound of the dane's room door opening and then followed by a "oh." Made her hope that Norway would help her a little. Or he would join the cuddle fest.

The door to the female's room opened to show the Norwegian looking in with a disappointed expression, "really Denmark?"
Norway walked in and dragged the Dane off of (y/n), "why are you in here?"
"So I was up late. I went to the bathroom and came to check Lillesøster, I found she was having nightmares. So I hugged her and found she stopped being upset when I hugged her, so I spent the night to keep her happy.", Denmark explained, "Now I'm cold, she's so warm."
the Norwegian male sighed, "get up and get dressed. Lillesøster, you better wear something too."
"Ja storebror.", (y/n) yawned and got up, her silver hair spikes stuck up everywhere.
Norway smiled a bit at her before going to wake up Iceland, bird squawking and yells came from Iceland's room.

The silver haired female got on her school uniform, the only thing that was not patched up or stained with blood. She had to clean it extensively to keep it clean so she did not get bad grades from carelessness.
A outfit comprised of a red plaid skirt, a clean white shirt, and black leggings. (Y/n) added the leggings because the skirt was too short for her taste.
The red-violet eyed female put on the red hat to complete the outfit and went downstairs for breakfast.
Sweden was in the kitchen and making breakfast while wearing a cute pink apron with white frills, (y/n) had to keep herself from laughing because it was so cute.
She heard a small giggle from behind her, "it's cute right?"
Finland had a big smile on his face and a coffee in his hand, "it was a joke gift from Denmark but he kept it."
"It's adorable.", (y/n) giggled, "what's M'wife?"
She heard a chuckle from Sweden and Finland groaned, "He calls me M'wife as a joke. I hate it."
"M'syster, you look cute.", the Icy blue eyed swede said with a small smile.
"Oh Baldr. Sve's cooking.", Denmark groaned and was glared a by the taller male.
"Hush Dan.", Sweden scolded in his deep voice.

(Y/n) sat at the dining table when she felt some pressure on her head, she turned to see Norway had a brush and was brushing out her hair.
"I did not know you were into those creepy life sized dolls fairy boy.", a gruff voice squawked.
"Hush bird.", Iceland said and sat down next to (y/n).
There was a puffin with a cute little red bow tie on.
"Wait, it's alive? What kind of creepy shit are you into?", the puffin squawked.
"Hello, I am (y/n) Køhler.", the female said to the bird.
"That's even worse, she's related to you icy.", the bird chattered, "she could have been a cute girlfriend for you, we all know you need one."
The Icelander's cheeks went a shade of pink, "shut it bird."
The puffin started to antagonize the Icelander.
Iceland shut the bird up by sticking a fish down his gullet.
Sweden brought out breakfast, it did not look bad at all.
Bacon and eggs.

Breakfast passed quickly, Norway and Denmark were takin her shopping for clothes.
Both were asking the female to try on outfits they thought would back cute on her, she tried on the outfits so her brothers would be happy. And she was happy to see their reactions, especially when Norway smiled.
The two males had already chose outfits from those she tried on to purchase, she saw one she liked as well.
It was a coat similar to her Danish brother's only it was a deep maroon color.
Winter would be kind of brutal so she tried it on and found it fit.
Denmark thought it was adorable and got it for her as well, "we should get you to try on our old clothes too. You'd be so cute."
"Thanks Storebroder.", (y/n) smiled and hugged her brother.
Norway cleared his throat and made an expectant gesture, the Silver haired female hugged him too.
"Thank you too Storebror.", the red-violet eyed female smiled, "how about we do something you two like to do?"

What she did not realize was the eavesdropping male that was hiding behind a display in the store, "litla systir verður að koma heim"
The three left to spend the day bonding.

-

Egil came out of his hiding place and walked to the café where his older brother was waiting, "Stóri bróðir! Ég fann litla systur okkar."
"Ring Meg aldri storebroder.", the older burned male growled, "Jeg vil drepe deg mens du sover"
"You don't mean that Loki.", the eyepatch wearing Icelander said with a harsh look.
"Oh I do.", the burned Norwegian said, "every word of it, and I will if you try to hog Kanin from the rest of us."
"I won't. I just want to cuddle her.", Egil whined, "kiss her, tell her how cute she is, and be the best big brother."
"I want to be a good brother too. But first we have to get her back.", Loki said lowly, "Mor will be rolling in her grave knowing we lost her only daughter."

The platinum haired male whined and looked at a picture of his sister when she was younger, the tiny silver haired girl was hugging his neck sleepily as he rocked her.
The Icelandic male sighed and put the picture back in his pocket, "I saw her in that clothing store with Denmark and Norway."
"She was with my 1p? That basted better not touch her or say anything bad about me to her.", Loki growled and curled his hands into fists.
The burned Norwegian looked out the window to see the silver haired female with Denmark and Norway, "those bastards are going down."
"Want to play darts on their pictures?", the dark Icelander grinned menacingly and held up some pictures of the five brothers with targets drawn on their faces.
"One of the better ideas you had today.", Loki cackled and the two walked to the closest bar, "you know, that thing in Stockholm is tomorrow. Bernard and Thurston might crash the party."
"Oh that will be fun.", Egil snickered, "and if we're lucky, Litla systir might be there."
"Precisely. "

-

It was sunset, all three of the siblings who went shopping were laughing and smiling.
"That was hilarious Denmark!", (y/n) laughed, "those swans were so mad at you!"
"It wasn't my fault! I didn't know their baby was in my hair!", the Dane exclaimed.
"I've seen him at worse times.", Norway chuckled, "dumb dane."
Sweden was waiting for them.
"Did you have fun with them?", the large swede asked.
"Ja. It was fun to Learn about them and what they like to do.", (y/n) smiled, "I hope we can have fun together too."
Finland poked his head out of the kitchen after getting another coffee, "well you have a chance to. We're going to Stockholm for an event that requires Sweden's presence."
the silver haired female smiled, "you're taking me?"
The tall swede nodded, "Ja."
"Thank you.", (y/n) said.

"It is tomorrow. Better get some sleep and get a nice dress.", Finland smiled, "I'm coming too."
"Thanks. Good night everyone!", (y/n) said and went to get ready for bed.
"Sweet kid. I'm glad she's ours.", Denmark grinned.
Norway stayed silent as he thought of the scars he saw, one in particular.
"You are quiet norge. What is wrong?", Sweden asked.
"Her scars, one of them is a flag that was carved into her shoulder with a knife.", Norway answered, "it is a Nordic flag."
"One of us? Or... them?", Iceland asked.

Translation

litla systir verður að koma heim: little sister must come home.

Stóri bróðir! Ég fann litla systur okkar. : Big brother! I found our little sister.

Ring meg aldri storebroder. : never call me big brother.

Jeg vil drepe deg mens du sover: I want to kill you while you sleep.