Hello, I'm Rosie Posie Angel and this is MY FIRST FANFICTION! Are you actually reading this? Didn't you come here for the story? NOT to hear me ramble on and on and on about things you don't really care about? Well whatever, have fun, don't die, and eat pop tarts. Inspired by my friend's (somewhat) normal mind and my own wacky mind at the great wolf lodge where there was the magi quest thingy- whatever, we didn't do it but we role played and acted like we were actually doing the quest. ANYWAY…
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HETALIA IF I DID I WOULD BASICLY OWN THE WORLD!
The Not So Magical Adventure
Norway woke up first. Not to mention with a raging head ache and a feeling of bloodlust…for Denmark. Honestly, Norway thought, how does Den mess up this much? This is just ridiculous, EVEN FOR DENMARK!
To be frank it was an ordinary day for the Nordics, they decided to have their annual Nordic meeting, they has every six months, at Norge's home. Which basically means Iceland was throwing random objects at a drunk-off-his-butt Denmark, while Norway watched with a face that showed no emotions, not even amusement in the slightest. Though he may look like that he was truly smiling brightly in pride for his brother's actions. Sweden and his "wife", Finland, were coming late to their adoptive son's refusal to stay with England for a few days or so. After giving him a large cooler filled with snacks (mostly candy and junk food, BLAME AMERICA) and "Lean Cuisine", Sea agreed to stay with "that jerk England" as the boy country so fondly put it. Even with this change in events the "parents" still left quite late, late enough to miss their normally scheduled flight. They ended up having to take a flight five hours later, just because they were countries doesn't mean they can fly.
Meanwhile the Nordics that were already at Norway's home decided to change from their previous position. Iceland ran out of random, non-important objects to throw so he just sat and stared at Den. In this change a terrible fate was bestowed upon to them from the heavens above, Norway had to use the bathroom, so he left. Den, who was becoming somewhat sober over the past few hours, decided to explore Norge's magical house for the first time in his life. Usually Norway and/or Sweden watching Denmark like angry hawks, but now in this change of events nobody was keeping an eye on him.
Iceland, whom has never given a flying crap, just watched as Denmark slinked off down the unlit hallway. Soon Den came to the room; Norge wouldn't let anyone inside, even his own brother. Over taken by curiosity Denmark took the silver knob in his hand and twisted it; nothing happened. Unabashed he shook the handle, yet again it wouldn't even budge a millimeter. He inspected the key hole that was somewhat old fashioned and different from the rest realizing this would require a key. In this scenario a "normal person" would move on their expedition and come back to inspect deeper later. However this is Denmark you know, a moron who has a total capacity of zero in the common sense ranges. So Denmark took out his beloved ax from lord-knows where, and chopped of the handle without hesitation. After his little show of strength, he opened the newly broken door to the secret mystical room. As soon as he did so he heard a toilet flush so he pulled the door shut and dived behind an antique chair with a book under it.
By a stroke of so-called luck, the doorbell chose that exact moment to drone on its dong, signaling the arrival of the last two Nordics. Denmark, figuring he had all the time in the world, decided to skim through the book quickly. Soon he realized he had a book of magic within his grasp. He gave the book a face of amazement and turned the page, Denmark was brought back to reality by the next spell in the book; a teleportation spell. Even though he was almost back to his senses from his previous intake he was slightly intoxicated still. If he was fully sober he would remember that Norge was the only Nordic that was allowed to use magic without consequences, but obviously he isn't Norge. The only thought going through his head was, with this Norge won't be able to catch me. So he began the spell.
Currently with Norway he was politely getting the door for Finland and Sweden, he led them to the living room only to see a bored Iceland staring at his puffin, no Denmark. At that moment he gave his younger brother a questioning glance that very few could read. Iceland only looked at him with the same bored expression deep within his eyes but he pointed to the unlit hallway. Norway ran to find that moron, Finland, whom was naturally worried (mother's instinct?), soon followed. They ran only for some small moments before the door that was slightly ajar and with a broken knob left on the floor. They scurried into the room only to lay eyes on Denmark attempting the teleportation spell. When Denmark finally took notice of the two shorter nations he was almost to the end of the spell, only one more phrase left. Instead of finishing with the proper phrase he ended with "Oh crap."
"DENMARK YOU IDIOT!" Norway yelled to the world as they were enveloped inside a thick mist that contained a purple hue. Then a deep enveloping light blinded them. Taking them to where they are now in the middle of some random empty forest, joyful. After Norge finished reflecting on what recently happened they finally realized that there were soft breathing sounds coming from his left. As he craned his head slowly to the left he noted Finland, sleeping deeply like a baby. Norge cautiously scooted closer to his fellow Nordic, whom was currently unconscious. The softly shook them by the shoulder lightly rousing the Fin into consciousness. Unlike Norway, that seems to be awake even when their asleep, Finland was a slow riser compared to Norge. As Norway waited for Finland to grasp their surroundings he tried to figure out where they were. It all felt strangely familiar and filled him with a strange sense of nostalgia the perfectly greened trees, the silence, untouched beauty, and even some mystic plants. Then it hit him like a pillowcase full of bricks, THIS WAS ONE OF HIS REALMS HE CREATED!
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