NORDICKS
Hello! This is a story based on the Scandinavia and the World comic "Impostor", where Estonia snuck into the Nordics using a Nordic cross shirt. It was an one panel comic, so I thought I add some story behind it. It also features one of my OC's, Saare, which is Estonia's daughter.
The story will probably be two or three chapters, and I plan on getting it done at most in one day (that's VERY optimistic), or at least by Wednesday.
Also, if your wondering, I'll be working on the fifth chapter of "Stranded Sisters" after this story is done. I was getting bored with it, but I'm not going to abandon it. Thanks for your patience!
It's around 10 PM at the Nordic house, and the Nordics (aka Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Iceland, and Finland) were doing what they usually do on Saturdays, having a Nordic party.
Denmark was already drunk as hell; Norway was entertaining Denmark by making his fish talk; Sweden was reorganizing the book shelf, because of Denmark; Iceland was dancing like the dork he is; and Finland was doing nothing, except drinking vodka.
"Look at me, I'm a Swedish fish!" Norway mimicked in a high-pitched fake Swedish accent. "Borky borky Svedish meatballs!"
Denmark burst into laughter, Finland chuckled, and Sweden groaned.
"Norway, can you please stop that?!" Sweden whined. "It isn't funny, nor accurate."
Denmark piped up. "How about yew stop being big ol' buzzkill?" Both he and Norway laughed.
"Do you want me to send you two to bed?" Sweden warned. "Because I'm not going to argue and have Norway mimic me- STOP THAT!" Norway was mimicking Sweden.
"Hey Norway, do England now!" Denmark requested.
"Alright." Norway cleared his throat. "Good day to you lads, I eat crumpets and drink tea. I listen to Shakespeare on audio records."
Both Denmark and Sweden burst into laughter after that. "Okay, I admit, that was pretty hilarious." Sweden laughed.
Then Denmark got an idea. "Hey, we should prank call England!" Denmark proclaimed. "Norway can use his fake English accent!"
"I don't think that's a good idea, Denmark." Sweden replied. "I know England is a good target, but do we... actually, fuck it. Let's call that asshole!"
Norway grabbed the house's phone, dialed England's number, and waited for him to pick up. He did after a few seconds.
"Good evening, whom may I be talking to?" England politely greeted. The Scandinavians snickered. "Is that snic-?"
"GOOD DAY, BLIMEY GOOD SIR!" Norway yelled with his fake English accent. "I SORRY, I DO NOT HAVE ANY CRUMPET TEA IN MY CUPBOARD! I DO INDEED HAVE CHEERIOS IN MY DOGGY'S BLOOMERS!" Norway's loud accent immediately made Denmark and Sweden laugh. Even Iceland and Finland started giggling.
"WHO IN GOD'S NAME IS THIS?!" England demanded. "IS THIS YOU AMERICA?"
"I AM NO BLOODY YANK, YOU CUNT!" Norway taunted. "I'M A BLIMEY BRITISH MAN!"
"Okay, now I know it's you, Norway!" England snarled. "It's nine in the evening, you dumb shits! I don't have time for your little shenanigans! Don't call me, unless there's an emergency!" England hung up.
All the Nordics were busting their guts laughing. The party was turning out to be one of their best. Well, it would have been, if an unexpected visitor wasn't coming. The Nordics immediately paused their laughter after hearing a few loud knocks.
"Guys? It's Estonia! I really want to join your Nordic party." Estonia told on the other side of the door. "I heard some laughing too."
All the Nordics, save for Finland, piled themselves in a corner, whimpering to themselves.
"I'm scared, Norway." Denmark whimpered. "I don't want that clingy psychopath near me."
"Don't worry, Denmark; I'll protect you." Norway quietly reassured. "As long as you promise me you'll go with me to church tomorrow. It's boring when Faroes is the only one there."
"Fine." Denmark muttered.
"Guys?! Are you there?!" Estonia asked. "I brought vodka!" Finland immediately walked to the door.
"Goddammit, Finland!" Sweden grunted.
Finland opened the door, and was greeted by Estonia, who was determined to get into the party.
"Hey Finland." Estonia purred. "I was wondering if you could let me in?" She even had big pleading eyes, and a small quivering smile. "Please?"
Finland saw that she didn't have any visible vodka.
"Missä vodka?" Finland asked.
"I'll give you your vodka if you let me inside." Estonia offered.
Finland didn't care if Estonia was let inside, as he liked messing with the other Nordics, but he didn't like being tricked, especially by Estonia.
"Sinulla ei ole vodka!" Finland yelled. "Älä vetää!" With that, Finland slammed the door in Estonia's face.
Saddened by Finland's answered, Estonia's eyes watered up. She actually had brought vodka, but she hide it in her skirt pocket.
"Why does he think I'm lying?" Estonia wept. "I got him his favorite vodka!" She planted down on the grass, and wept to herself.
Back inside, Finland stomped past the other Nordics, muttering profanities. The others were confused and worried.
"Um, is she gone, Finland?" Sweden asked. Finland ignored him and walked into the kitchen.
"Maybe Estonia tried to kiss him or something." Denmark proposed.
"It's probably because she didn't bring vodka." Norway added.
"Either way, I don't hear Estonia anymore, so let's continue with the party." Sweden proclaimed.
Back outside, Estonia was sniffling, and holding the vodka bottle like it was her child. She got up after hearing some music blasting inside. She peeked into a small window, and saw that the Nordics were partying again.
"Why won't they let me in?!" Estonia wept. "Is there something wrong with me?"
"There's nothing wrong with you Estonia. The Nordics are dicks. Nor-Dicks, as I like to call them." Latvia assured, who had followed Estonia to her party-joining attempt, along with Lithuania. "If anything, you just need to stop acting like a desperate pansy."
"I'm not a desperate pansy, Latvia!" Estonia retorted. "I just wanna party with the cute boys!"
"Yeah, that's desperate pansy right there." Latvia pointed out. "Look, how about we go to my house and watch some movies?"
"You know what? How about you two leave me alone?!" Estonia ranted. "I'm sneaking into this party, and there's nothing you can do about it!"
"What did I do?" Lithuania mumbled quietly.
"Fine!" Latvia grunted. "Me and Lithuania will be watching movies at my house. You can join us if you decide to stop asking like a pansy." With that, the two sisters walked off.
Estonia sat there, pondering what she could do to sneak in. After a few moments, she struck an idea. She ran back to her house, bolted upstairs and into her room. Opening her closet filled with various Estonian flag shirts and dresses, she picked out the one with a Nordic cross colored in blue, black and white.
"I'll use my Nordic cross shirt to sneak in!" Estonia squealed as he lifted her regular tricolor shirt off. "Luckily, they aren't good at remembering my face, so I'll be able-"
She was interrupted by Saare. "Mom, is your bra chafing your breasts again?"
"Saare! Knock first!" Estonia yelled, as she quickly put on her Nordic cross shirt. "And no, my breasts aren't chafing; Lithuania helped me with that a week ago."
After seeing her mother wear the Nordic cross shirt, Saare knew what was up.
"Let me guess, you're gonna sneak into the Nordics, so you can party with them?" Saare guessed.
"Yes, that's what I'm doing." Estonia admitted. "I know Finland will recognize me, so I hope he doesn't rat me out."
"Well, you can count on me, 'cuz I'm not telling anyone." Saare promised.
"Good. Make sure that Latvia and Lithuania don't find out." Estonia ordered. "They will obviously try to rat me out."
"You got it!" Saare exclaimed.
After doing some minor touch-ups to her hair, Estonia walked downstairs, ran to the door, and after goodbye to Saare, departed outside. Excited for her plan, she skipped merrily to the Nordic house.
"I'm partying with Nordics!" Estonia happily sang repeatedly as she skipped down the sidewalk near Latvia's house. "I'm partying wit-!"
"Estonia?" A voice rang out. "What the h-hell are yo-ou doing?" It came from a drunk Lithuania, who was outside sitting on Latvia's porch, and drinking vodka.
Estonia froze in place and turned her head to Lithuania. "Ummm..." Estonia muttered.
"W-wait, are you Est-es-tonia?" Lithuania garbled. "Cause she does kn-not wear a cro-uss on her shirt."
Estonia was relieved. She played along with it.
"No, I am not Estonia, I'm... um..." Estonia thought for a second. "...Estland! Yeah, Estland!"
"Huh. Alright t-then." Lithuania agreed. "Y-you can go no-ouw." She slumped down on the porch stairs and burped.
With that, Estonia went back to her skipping.
Well, that's it for Chapter 1! When I get this uploaded to Fanfiction, I'll get started on the second chapter. Another thing; if I don't get this story done today, then expect it getting done tomorrow or the day after.
Alright, that's all I got, so thanks for reading!