Uhhh… I Can Explain 04:52

It was a relatively normal day in the home of Sweden and Finland. Finland was preparing a nice stew, Sealand was running around the house with Hanatamago underfoot, and Sweden was upstairs in his an Finland's bedroom; straitening things up.

He had picked up a small pile of dirty clothing in the corner of the room and was piling up in a basket that they kept in the closet when one of his ties fell out of his arms and went in a box towards the back. Grumbling, he moved said box closer to the front of the closet so that he could retrieve the rebellious tie and put it where it belonged.

Sweden picked up one of the items in the box and went to put it on the floor beside him when something caught his eye. It was a picture on the cover of a magazine. There were two women in a very compromising position. It was obvious that this was one of those R-18 magazines. What was it doing in their house, in their closet?

He cautiously peered into the box to see if there were any other magazines of questionable content. To his horror, the box was full of them.

Surely Finland didn't… he couldn't. Sweden just sat there in a shocked stupor when Finland poked his head around the door.

"Sve, dinner's ready if you want to come down and... What are you holding?"

Sweden was silently cursing in every language he knew, which turned out to be quite a lot. He had been trying to put the box back in it's original place so Finland didn't thing he had been snooping. He just watched the other man in the doorway turn quite pale and beginning to stammer away at about a mile a minute.

"Oh God, Sweden, I can explain! Those are what Germany is getting for Christmas and I didn't want Sealand to find them, because heaven forbid he ever sees that kind of stuff. I didn't think you would find it but I swear, those are not mine."

Both of their faces were now a very deep shade of scarlet. The only thing that Sweden could say was a quiet "Oh."

AN: This is just a stupid one-shot that came into my mind while I was on TV Tropes. The mental image was just too funny not to write about. Sorry about the lame ending, but I hope I got a few laughs!