Warnings: Slight angst and gore!
Iceland was sleeping peacefully in his own bed, occasionally turning himself over to a more comfortable position, suddenly, a crash was heard, it sounded like glass. Iceland sighed and went back to sleep, he knew it was probably one of Sweden's pranks again, he's a prankster who loves music, then a spine-chilling scream filled the room, it sounded like Sweden's scream, Iceland got up instantly, looking around, the room was dark and the other Nordics were away. Then Iceland grabbed the flashlight and turned it on, scanning the place, his sharp breaths were quick and panicked.
Iceland got out of the bed, no longer sleepy due to the screaming of his friend, he walked down the steps, he lit the path down the way, seeing a few drops of red, Iceland was breathing heavily, looking back every now and then, the red liquid was soon in a messy splatter, he ran down the steps to the cause of the bloody path. His heart dropped and he teared up, "S-SWEDEN..!" He called out desperately, he then started to cry out loud.
"Sweden.. answer me..!" He sobbed out, but no response.
"SWEDEN PLEASE..! T-this isn't funny.. please.. come back.." Iceland sobbed out.
A dark figure soon loomed over them, dark eyes, blood over their body, and their terrifying howl.
"God comfort God help me young lad... The linden trees tremble in the grove.."
Iceland jumped up and ran away to the wall, but it was a dead end.
The figure neared Iceland, who was carrying the body.
"..my maid is gone my horse is dead.."
Iceland sat down and tensed up, crying, he didn't want to die, but he knew that this was his end.
"Goodbye... Nordics.." Iceland said in sadness.
"'Cause she was by love bound..."
Iceland opened his eyes, to see the figure gone, then light filled the room, and Sweden stood there, waving to Iceland.
"Hey dude! Yo! It's a prank!" Sweden chuckled out.
Iceland turned his head around to the body, he realized he was holding a fake, he ran off upstairs crying, Sweden soon realized he had gone too far this time, and ran after Iceland worried.
"Icey..? You there? Hey, I'm sorry about that prank, that was way to far wasn't it?" Sweden said guiltily. He walked over to Iceland and hugged him. Iceland continued to sob, but he was sobbing into Sweden's shoulder.
"Please never do that again.." Iceland sobbed out.
"I won't, I'm sorry.." Sweden said in guilt and shame.
He picked up Iceland and put him back on his bed.
"Sleep tight! Good night!" Sweden said, he then turned the lights off and fell asleep on the floor, Iceland slightly laughed at Sweden.
"G'night you little prankster.." He the drifted off to sleep.
The end! How did you like my first story about these tiny lil sketches? Should I do the Nordics again, or should I do a different group like BRICS or Yugo-squad?
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HumorJust a book to try and spark off the feeling of what a fandom might be like Squads: Nordic Unity, Yugo-squad, The Big Four, BRICS, Baltic Boys. Nordic Unity- Norway, Sweden, Iceland, Finland, Denmark, Iceland (Forced, colony), Aland, Faroe Islands. ...