Denmark squeaked and ducked as a tiny flash of sparks was blown towards him; he bent down to the floor and kept at that level. The tiny dragon didn't seem to like that he was taller than him, or it felt threatened by his size.

He held his hands in front of himself in case the dragon was going to fire again.

He studied the reptile, trying to move slowly as the tiny dragon followed his every move. It was a bit pretty, Denmark told himself. The tiny black scales had a silver shine at the edges and its ears or horns (he didn't know what they were, but they were poking out of the dragons scull) looked soft and bendable. Even though the thing probably was dangerous as hell and should not be petted in any near future.

"Shh, shh, it's okay. I'm not going to do you any harm" Denmark said.

The dragon made a tiny growl, close to a cat's purr and stepped forward. Denmark moved backwards, stumbling and falling on his back as he did. He cursed on the inside; closing his eyes and covering himself hoping that it hadn't triggered the dragon. He heard tiny footsteps closing in on him and tensed. Suddenly he felt a slight tugging on his shirt and a slight increase in weight on his chest. Was the thing walking on him!?

He opened his eyes, staring right into one of the dragon's wings.

This wasn't happening.

He stared at it, feeling its tiny claws go through his shirt and scraping up his skin, it wasn't as painful as it could have been but it made him sit right up at the sensation anyway. The dragon growled another of its tiny growls and curled up into a ball as Denmark did, leaving the Dane in complete confusion. Wasn't the thing trying to kill him?

He stared at the reptile that lay curled up in his lap in shock and hummed. Maybe it was just a bit curious about him? As Denmark thought, the dragon peeked out from under its tiny wings and looked at him with the same look it had had the whole time. Denmark lifted his arms again in defense, ready for another spark, but none of it came. Both creatures stared at each other for a few seconds and suddenly Denmark remembered something about most birds and reptiles. Didn't they think the first living creature they saw was their mom?

Denmark stared more intensely at the dragon and it looked like the dragon tried to mimic the same move.

"Oh hell no" Denmark whispered under his breath.

He pushed the tiny creature out of his lap and quickly stood up, running into the kitchen with the dragon running after him and making tiny growls as it did. Denmark yelled, running around the house with the dragon after him.

"I AM NOT GOING TO BE YOUR MOM!" he yelled back to it. He ran up the stairs, hearing the tiny thuds that came from the dragon follow him. He ran towards the bathroom, flinging the door open as he reached it, got inside and flung the door shut. The door made a slam as it closed, and only seconds after came another slam, most likely the dragon hitting the door because it was unable to stop before it hit it.

Denmark breathed out.

Pretty, but fast and probably dangerous he thought to himself. He heard the dragon growl outside the door and break stuff, almost like it was pouting

He put his hands up to his face and groaned. How had it come to this!? He wasn't supposed to a dragon's mom! Few moments ago he didn't even know they existed! How was he supposed to get the thing out of the house!?

So many questions were going through his head and suddenly he heard a familiar sound, an egg cracking from downstairs.

Oh no.

He had completely forgotten about the other dragon egg.

He remembered what had happened when the first one hatched and his eyes widen, there was a lot of breakable stuff around that egg…AND HIS BEER!

He ripped the door open and ran down the stairs with the dragon following him and threw himself over the egg, lifted it up and threw it on the couch. The eggs were solid as far as he knew and he doubted the egg would break. As the egg landed on the couch though, a loud boom could be heard and Denmark was thrown back by the shockwave it created.

Denmark groaned.

Yeah, this was definitely just like the way the first dragon had hatched.

He tried to sitt up and looked over the room, luckily the only thing that had happened to the room this time was that the curtains had fallen down, but eggshell pieces lay all over the place.

He got up and saw the first hatched dragon hiding under a table, most likely it had been scared by the loud noise.

He peeked over to the couch and as expected, he saw another baby dragon. This one was a bit lighter in the scales and a bit smaller, but most likely just as dangerous. He looked at it. It was making tiny growling sounds just as the first one and was slowly moving to see around itself.

It stopped when it saw Denmark though.

Denmark realized that he was standing a bit too close and his eyes widen.

"oh no"

The dragon squeaked loudly and Denmark screamed just as loudly as it jumped towards him and knocked him down on the floor. The other dragon must have thought it looked funny, because seconds after it did the same thing and pounded down on Denmark's chest. Denmark felt a severe headache grow as the two baby dragons jumped and crawled over him like he was their mom. He whined at the thought and tried to get the dragons off making them whine just the same way.

He didn't know what to do anymore, this was just too weird. He took up his cell phone from his pocket and wrote a simple short text to Sweden, saying 'meet me at my place and bring the others' they probably had a theory about how all this, but then again, how could he explain it?!

He sent the text and tried to put the phone in his pocket, but just as he was about to do so, the smallest dragon snatched it from his hand and ran way.

He yelled after it and tried to get up but the bigger of the two dragons was still sitting on his chest growling in protest.

Dunking his head down on the floor and eyeing his living room he sighted. It was all a mess. Almost all the breakable stuff he had was broken, and he was pretty sure that the smallest dragon was testing its fire power on his phone. Luckily he had two.

He thought back to when he had found the eggs and regretted bringing them home. He had been taking a tour on his beach, looking for things that he could show up with to the 'Nordic Nature Week', a lame thing that happened every year that had them attend and show up with an object nature had created that they didn't know what was. Usually he showed up with some kind of flower making Sweden annoyed at his lack of enthusiasm, but he was pretty sure Sweden wouldn't be annoyed at him this year, even if he had originally thought that the dragon eggs were abounded bird eggs.

He had found them close to a berg wall in the middle of some rocks. The eggs had been quite big for any bird eggs he had seen before, and after waiting for a solid hour or two, no mom bird had showed up, so wondering what kind of weird bird eggs those were and thinking Sweden or the others had the answer, he took them with him and traveled home, buying some beer at the same time.

Only minutes after he had entered his house and put the six-pack of beer down on the floor, he had heard a loud cracking sound come from his bag. Wondering if he had broken the eggs he opened the bag and took the out, but no cracks on the egg had appeared, or, a small one on one of them was there, but that wasn't dangerous, right?.

Putting the two large eggs down on the floor he studied them, and suddenly, one of them exploded. The boom and shockwave had thrown Denmark down on the floor, and then a tiny reptile creature had appeared where the egg had been. The thing had scaly skin, was about as tall as knee height when it stretched its thin neck and had wings. Tiny little wings folded down on its tiny back.

It looked awfully much like the mythical dragons he and the other Nordics used to believe in around the Viking age, but Denmark had jumped up at the sight anyway, and suddenly the thing had breathed fire towards him! Or tried at least, it wasn't exactly fire, more like tiny sparks.

The rest of the story was quite clear and suddenly the dragon sitting on his chest jumped off and ran away somewhere else in the house, probably looking for its sibling.

He groaned and dunked his head down on the floor saying 'ouch' seconds after.

How the hell was he going to explain this to the others?

Hiya everybody! this is theNorwegian speaking and I just want to tell you guys that the egg hatching explosion is inspired from the How to train your dragon series (without the lava things of course), but otherwise, this is a product of my own fantasy.

next chapter will involve the other Nordics reactions and ideas and maybe a little bit of danger? who knows?

BTW I STILL LOVE REVIEWS SO PLEASE DO THAT!