Part 1

It was another meeting of the Nations and it had ended rather quickly. It was the year of 1995 and everything had gone by smoothly. Sweden sighed and leaned back against the wall. These meetings were boring nowadays he thought and grinned. No death threats had been spoken this time and it hadn't for many years. He grinned when he thought a little of the death threats being thrown back and forth between England and France. The two of them had usually used really ridiculous threats and had used name-calling. Many times other nations had had to separate them and pull one of them outside. Sweden had done so many times since his height and serious face could be, if you believe Norway, virkelig jævla skummelt. Suddenly he felt someone pull on his sleeve and he opened his eyes and looked down at a boy around 15 with curly blonde hair and purple eyes.

"Hey Sweden."

"Hey Latvia", Sweden answered and the boy grinned and leaned on the wall beside him mirroring Sweden's pose. They both now looked at the court room where some of the nations still lingered to just chat. A sigh in frustration was heard and they looked as a seventeen-year-old with blonde hair and green eyes behind glasses leaned on the wall.

"Is something wrong Estonia?" Sweden grunted.

"Lithuania makes me crazy!" He nodded towards where a nineteen-year-old with shoulder long brown hair and green eyes were talking to Belarus.

"Oh he's at it again", Latvia said. "Sweden you don't have a first aid kit with you do you?"

"What do you think?" Sweden looked down on the smaller nation who blushed.

"S-sorry I-I just g-guessed-"

"Of course I do", Sweden answered and showed them a small kit in his pockets. "You ought to with a guy like Denmark around…"

The other two chuckled.

"What's so funny", he asked and both of them jumped.

"Uh just that you and Denmark are friends now", Estonia said nervously. Sweden did scare him.

"We're not friends… I'm just making sure he doesn't start something."

"Huh", Latvia asked.

"With his annoying ways he can start WWIII if we can't keep him on track."

"We", Estonia asked.

"The Nordics."

"Oh…" Estonia was very jealous when it came to the Nordics, especially Iceland. He wanted to be part of the Nordics too and he was much closer to the others than Iceland.

"Where is Denmark anyway", Latvia asked and looked around. "I can't see any Nordics except you."

Suddenly there was a loud crash and screaming from the other room. All the nation's eyes turned to the closed door.

"What's going on", America asked and walked to the door and it flew open.

"RUOTSI!" It was a young man with short blonde hair and violet eyes. He was pale and panting. Sweden sighed and walked up to the panicked twenty-year-old.

"What is it Finland?" he asked.

"Tanska."

Sweden groaned and went out in the other room just in time to see Denmark advancing on France, his big axe held high. Norway and Iceland was trying to hold him back. Sweden turned to Estonia and Latvia.

"See what I mean", he said and stalked over and let his hand fall on the shoulder of France while Finland joined the other Nordics to keep the pissed off Denmark back.

"What's going on France?" Sweden asked as America, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, Russia and England watched them.

"Oh Sweden uh… nothing?"

"Doesn't seem like nothing to me", he answered and nodded towards Denmark.

"Slip mig, så jeg kan hugge hovedet af den perverse idiot!" Denmark shouted.

"Nei Danmark", Norway yelled and struggled to keep the other guy back.

"Hann er ekki þess virði", Iceland tried. (He isn't worth it!)

"'Älä aloita kolmatta maailmansotaa!" (Don't start a third world war)

Sweden shook his head and turned back to France.

"What did you do?" he asked straighten up to his full height and with an angry look on his face.

"I… I didn't do anything mon ami…" France stuttered in fright.

"You must have done something to make Denmark want to kill you."

"Sverige lad mig dræbe ham!" Denmark yelled. (Sweden let me kill him!"

Sweden sighed and pushed the French away from him.

"Get lost", he growled and turned to Denmark and sighed. "Jag är ledsen Danne men det är för ditt eget bästa." He knocked the guy unconscious and Denmark fell forward pulling the other Nordics with him. The other nations backed away in shock and fright. Sweden sighed and nodded with his head to the other three Nordics.

"Move."

They scrambled off of Denmark and Sweden bent down, picked him up and slung him over his shoulder. He then turned to the other nations and nodded in good bye. Then he walked out of the house and the other Nordics hurried after him in amazed and scared shock.

"Note to self", England grinned. "Or more note to France… don't piss off the Swede."

"Nah he's not so bad", America grinned at his "father". "It's Denmark you need to watch out for."

"At least that crazy frog eating bastard got a scare." England laughed darkly and left.

TBC

virkelig jævla skummelt - really damn frightening (Norwegian)

Ruotsi - Sweden (Finnish)

Tanska- Denmark (Finnish)

Slip mig, så jeg kan hugge hovedet af den perverse idiot - Let me go so I can chop off the head of that perverted idiot! (Danish)

Nei Danmark - No Denmark (Norwegian)

Hann er ekki þess virði - He isn't worth it! (Icelandic)

Älä aloita kolmatta maailmansotaa! - Don't start a third world war (Finnish)

Jag är ledsen Danne men det är för ditt eget bästa - I'm sorry Danne but it is for your own good (Swedish)

Danne is actually short for Daniel but it sounds good since a danish guy is called Dane.

taivaspoika - Thanks for the help on fixing the finnish, I guess you can't trust google translate fully...