The coldest family

High enough

Sweden

I was almost done with the training of the new employees. We were now going around the whole shop looking through furniture to check if any of them are damaged. A few of them had troubles with figuring it all out so I had to show them how to determine it.
Most of them were really nice, only a few were grumpy or annoyed. It's easy to give them a ted talk tho. After all those years I spent with Iceland who's crack-head level is over 100 I got used to it. He would always break something or do something dumb.

One time he climbed to the roof at night and got locked outside. We found him in the morning because Denmark went in to tell him breakfast is ready. That kid is and always has been trouble. Eh...I love him so much tho.

Just as I was about to settle the curse I felt a strong grip on my shoulder.

- Sweden...

I knew that voice. Strong and deep, but I never heard THAT kind of tone coming out of his mouth.

- Netherlands? I'm almost do-

As I was turning around a strong arm appeared in front of my face blocking the way out. All the newbies looked at us confused or they were giggling under their breath. I didn't look at Netherlands, I didn't know what to expect.

- We need to talk "buddy".

a shiver went through my body. His accent toughened at the word buddy. It was never a good sign when it happened. Oh god, what did I do...

- Uh...you are dismissed, everyone...

Some of the students were looking at me in shock but left quickly. They would never pass a chance like that after all. I finally looked at Netherlands. He was looking at me with an angry expression. He was always taller than me but right now it was even more visible.

- Do you remember what happened yesterday?

He said every word very carefully. I could see a slight discomfort on his face. What does he mean? Yea I remember.

- Well...we went to your house and smoked weed...then I remember going home eh, the rest is a blur.

His browns went down an inch. He got closer to me. I could feel his breath on my face. Too close, he's too close. He smirked and chuckled silently.

- Ah yes as always it hit you too hard, maybe at least try to remember, would you?

Yesterday...common I can remember yesterday...

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My shift was finally over and I was packing up my bag. I walked up to the doorway and saw a familiar figure. Netherlands! He always waited for more. I wonder what he has in plans today.

- Net! What's up?

- Meh nothing much, I was just wondering-

- No.

- Oh common! We smoked weed together like...a month ago. That's sooooo long! It's always so much fun with you.

- Well too bad then because I can't do it today.

- Awe, pleaseee~

He looked at me while making a comedic puppy dog face. I snickered at his huge eyes and an over-exaggerated sad mouth.
Hm...well I haven't smoked pot in a while true. And it's always so nice and relaxing. Meh, who cares let's do it.