~ Nordic Jewel ~

So this is the new Story about the Nordics~! Hope you enjoy~!

Edit: I'm just editing...

Disclaimer: you will have no idea what will happen if I own so no, I don't own.

Ramble: Iceland, well Emil might be a bit OOC but I guess it's supposed to that way because he grew up differently without Norway and yeah, so I guess a warning.

Warning: you know what they are guys, Yaoi and France the most likely ones.

Iceland = Emil

Finland = Tino

Denmark = Mathias

Sweden = Berwald

I'll just put it here just in case~! I know you're all smart people but still, just in case~!

Tap, Tap, Tap. Rain dropped onto Earth as a mysterious cloaked figure ran across the mist covered streets. It was noon but it felt like night, in fact it was so dark that the lights were even on. Not a lot of people were out, probably working or at home sleeping soundly or doing whatever they were doing at home. (A/N: well, at least I feel like taking a nice long nap in rainy days because it's so dark. It very easy to fall asleep like that~!).

The figure continued running in the light drizzle of rain, turning into alleyways to avoid anything bad and also take a shorter way. And yes the "bad things" are classified. The small figure was about a young teenager's height, with strands of stray white hair sticking out at times. Nobody, if there was any people on the street, bothered to notice the kid.

After some more running the figure slowed down into a fast paced walk as it neared a house. It's a simple house, like your average homes… at least as average as you think. It was a two story house, not including the basement and garage. Oh and it's very normal looking. At least the outside was. The inside is also normal looking but it actually has a lot of "things" in them. Shhhh! Don't tell anybody that I told you that. Those "things" are what we call "weapons". Anyways it is a very normal looking house with total of four people living in it, many guest rooms as well as secret rooms. Shhhh! Don't tell anyone about that too! Anyways it's a detached house with "things" in them. Okay, I should stop renting on about the house now, should I?

Anyways, the figure went in and closed the door quickly and quietly. "I'm home!" the figure called. After not about a second later a cheerful feminine voice called back "Welcome home!" the figure pulled off its hood and smiled. The figure was actually a boy with snow white hair, with a tint of blonde in them, big amethyst eyes, and a small simile that makes the girls scream "CUTE~!" and chase after him. (A/N: I do not want that happening to anybody in this story but I guess it is true...). But the boy didn't make any move to come inside of the house or take off his shoes. "So what mission do I have today?" asked the boy as the other blonde came into view. The older one was a blonde with the brighter purple eyes and a sweet simile. He wore a plain light blue t-shirt with white pants that matched with his shirt. "Again? Emil, you should really take a rest! Plus you just got back from one! Why can't we stay together a little longer?" the other blonde half scolded the younger one.

"Because I want a harder mission!" whined the younger one, known as Emil.

"Ice, you're not ready for a bigger mission yet!" scolded the older one. Emil had to pull out the big guns now: the big puppy eyes. After some inner conflict of the older he finally sighed, "Alright Ice, alright. But this time I'm going with you!" warned the older one, calling Emil by his nickname that the older blonde started.

Emil sighed, "Alright, when do we go?"

The older one smirked, "Right after I'm done~!"

"What but that's too long!" Emil half pouted, put the older one started to walk away.

"Tino~!" Emil called after the older blonde, also known as Tino. Emil sighed once again. He came into the house, closed the door, took off his shoes and started helping Tino with his stuff.

(A/N: As they're doing housework I'll explain to you why they have "missions". They are a group of secret agents that only work for themselves called "The Nordics" since there they come from each of the Nordic country except for Norway. The Nordics are well known for their mysteriousness since they were never easily tracked. They are in a larger organization called "Hetalia" with many other groups and agents there. There are only four people certain in the Nordics:

Tino Väinämöinen (Finnish) he is the "mother" of the group and his weapon is the rifle, or any type of guns, really.

Berwald Oxenstierna (Swedish) he is the "father" of the group, claiming Tino as his wife. His weapon is a sword but he can also use hand guns.

Mathias Køhler (Danish) he is the most annoying one in the group but is the most deadliest when serious. His weapon is a HUGE axe where he keeps it with him at all times. He pulls it out if needed from who-knows-where but he also have some boxing skills.

And Lastly:

Emil Steilsson (Icelander) he is the youngest of the group, but has a Ice personality to the people he doesn't know or trust, but he has a kind personality to the people he loves and trusts. His weapon is a deadly dagger hidden in his clothes.

So yeah... Their job is to track down bad people and bring them to justice or something like that, but it can be violent. How did they meet? Well, they were orphans and yeah... They started making the group and tried to hide it from other people until they had the money to move out. Oh they seemed to be finished now! So back to the story~!).

"Ice! I first have a present for you~!" shouted Tino with joy going upstairs.

"No wonder you were so happy..." Emil deadpanned, but he still followed the excited older blonde upstairs.

"Ta da~~!" shouted Tino as he went into his room and lifted up a cloth from somewhere in his room.

It was a Puffin. With a bow tie. A PUFFIN!

"A puffin?" asked Emil, "where did you get it?" his eyes were sparkling.

"From a store that thought a Puffin is a type of pet bird," stated Tino, deadpanned.

"Um... What's with the tie?" asked Emil confused, "Did you tie it on?"

"Nope. I don't even know how it got there myself..." Tino stared at the tie with suspicion.

"Does it talk? Does it have a name?" asked Emil getting more curious.

Tino just stared, and stared some more. "It...talks? Seriously Emil! What in Finland's snowy days are you thinking? Puffins can't talk but his name is 'Mr. Puffin' ..." Tino trailed off staring at the Puffin, "a weird name, right?"

Emil nodded along as Tino suddenly brightened up, "So what do you think? He'll he your new partner!" Emil looked up at Tino and smiled with a blushing face. "Thank you, I love it..." Tino just smiled.

"Now for the mission?" asked Tino tentatively. Emil just nodded. Meanwhile Mr. Puffin just stared.

That's all for now~! Well, I what to put in a Mr. Puffin part so I made him stay quiet and stare at Tino and Emil. Please review for more and stay tuned~!