Hetalia One-Shots

England's Brothers?! (part 2)

I'm going to style code this chapter so try to remember these or write them down please. Enjoy part two!

Scotland - Bold
Northern Ireland - Italics
Wales - Underlined
Norway - Normal

(Norge P.O.V)
I groaned as I slowly regained consciousness. When the hell did they even knock me out? I looked around my surroundings through blurry vision, taking in every detail that I could see, which wasn't much. The whole room was pitch black and the only place that was illuminated by light was the area around me. Footsteps came closer from behind me and I struggled in the rope binding me to the steel chair. "We have a few questions for you Norway. You will answer them truthfully or we will have to test you the hard way. Oh, and don't bother to lie. North here can tell if someone is lying or not." Scotland said harshly, turning the chair around so I faced them directly. "I wouldn't have lied even if I wanted to." "Oh really? Why is that?" "I love Arthur and you are his older brothers that practically raised him. There isn't much to say." North looked at me for a second before looking at his older brother and nodding his head. "Alright then. Question one. What do you like most about our little brother?" "To be honest? I'm not sure what there is not to like. His personality is amazing, that fiery attitude mixed with a kind and caring heart. His appearance really doesn't matter to me much, but if I were to explain him..... I would compare him with a setting sun at a beach. He doesn't take crap from anyone and is very protective of those that he cares for. He is very selfless and is amazing at practically anything." "Alrighty then. Why did you choose to date England over Denmark?" "I'm sorry..... What?" "Why did you choose Arthur over Matthias?" "Why would I-?! You know what, nevermind. I would rather choose Arthur over anyone since we have a lot in common. Plus he can match my personality quite well, unlike the weird Dane." "Last Question. This one, however, is the most important question. So take it seriously. Then we will give you some scenarios" "The others weren't important?! Ugh. Forget it." "What do you and Artie do when you guys are alone?" "What kind of question is that?" "Just answer it!" "Ok. Ok. We usually sit around the house when we don't go out on a date and watch TV or bake something together. When we do go out on a date it varies depending on how our day was. Whoever had the worst day chooses what we do. So most of the time Arthur chooses. He likes to split between going to a park, going to a restaurant, and visiting somewhere for a few days. When I choose, I sometimes try to make him choose but we either go to the movies or drive around looking inside different stores and making a list of things we might get." I said, already feeling a little tired from answering all these questions. I mean, I understand how protective they are. I would probably do the same for Iceland but not to this extent. I would spend time with the both of them to make sure they were fine with each other before letting them go for two or three dates. Then I would make my final decision. Which is how Emil even started dating Hong Kong.  "So we have three scenarios before we make our final verdict." "Scenario number one. Someone tries to hit on England." "Already dealt with something like this with America and no one has messed with him since." "I don't think I want to know yet. Scenario number two. Someone kidnaps and hurts England." "That person would magically disappear with only a large quantity of blood showing that person was there in the first place." "Last scenario. England goes missing with not a single Trace to be found." "I will find out what happened, most likely get little sleep, refuse others help because I'm just that stubborn, or until I'm desperate anyway, and if someone is responsible, just remember my answer from scenario number two except more gruesome depending how long he was missing." "What if he was missing for 5 -10 years?" "Then there wouldn't be much to burry except chunks of flesh and a bunch of torture tools plus a chainsaw to hide." "I'm not sure if I should be proud of who England is dating or slightly scared..." "You guys are his brothers. I wouldn't hurt you unless you hurt him." "I will keep that in mind." "Well, that's all. You can go back home and get some rest. We will tell you our decision at 10 in the morning sharp so you better be awake." Was the last thing I heard before he snapped his fingers and I fell on to my bed. I laid there for a few seconds, slightly dreading tomorrow until my thoughts became hazy and sleep over took me.