Hi everyone! I've written fanfiction for a long time now and my sister made me make this account. Only two people have ever read my fanfictions and I'm kind of scared to upload them here. First of all, I want to say that I'm German, so sometimes my spelling/grammar/etc. could be wrong and I apologize for that. It could also happen that the characters aren't really portrayed like they are in Hetalia because it's kind of difficult for me. If they act too unlikely, please let me know it. This story is based off the song 'Safe and Sound' by Taylor Swift (as the name implies) and I hope you enjoy it!
"Den! Open the fucking door" Norway hammered against the locked door of the bathroom. He obviously needed more coffee. He could hear Sweden bumping into something, possibly a table, downstairs.
"Sverige's glasses are in there. You know he can't make out anything without them and if any furniture breaks apart, we will have to repair it again and sure as hell he won't help."
Finally he could hear the sound of a key unlocking the door and Denmark looked out. He didn't have his usual hairstyle where he styled the hair up with tons of gel and his blonde strands of hair where longer than Norway had expected.
"You spent in there about two hours and you didn't even finish?"
The tall man looked away. "I had other stuff to do." He held out Sweden's glasses but Norway refused to take them.
It took Denmark a while to understand. "I can't give them to him. Don't you remember what happened yesterday?"
Norway frowned. "How should I? I was in Oslo yesterday and I returned at like five a.m. Now let me through already."
Denmark let out an exhausted sigh. He seemed to have dark shadows under his eyes but maybe it was just Norway's imagination. "We had a fight, Sverige and me. Nothing serious, but I doubt that he wants to see my face."
"Are you serious? Could you for once try not to pick fights with everyone all the time?"
Denmark looked like he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Iceland's pet bird Mr. Puffin flying up the stairs and hiding somewhere near the two nations. They could hear gunshots as well as angry shouting in Finnish from downstairs.
"Someone should tame Fin" Norway said after a while. He had figured out that Mr. Puffin had annoyed Finland, already in a bad mood because he didn't get enough sleep, and he took one of his rifles and started the bird hunt.
"Isn't that normally Sverige's job? He should be down there, too, shouldn't he?" he suddenly realized.
Denmark shrugged. "Can't be helped. I guess we should go take a look ourselves." With that he stepped out of the door frame.
Norway let out a sigh. "Fine. But after that, the bathroom's mine."
"I'm sorry" Finland said a bit embarrassed. He finally got to his usual self again. "But I hardly slept last night. And that bird is just so loud…"
Norway just silently nodded. It was true that Mr. Puffin could be a pain and it was better not to talk to Finland before at least two cups of coffee.
"Why don't you take a nap then?" Denmark proposed. "We'll handle things over here."
Finland sighed. "I can't. I have a meeting with Estonia today and he's been looking forward to it the whole week.
"But speaking of Puffin, where exactly is Icey?" Denmark asked after a while.
Finland looked up. "You're right. He should be up by now."
The three went silent for a while. Then, Norway stood up and left the room.
"Nor?" Denmark started following him. "Where are you going?"
Norway didn't turn around. "What do you think? I want to know what Ice is doing."
Finland looked at them with unsureness. "Maybe he wants some privacy…Are you sure you should just barge in there?"
"It's fine; I'm his big brother after all. And besides, don't you think it's weird that he didn't annoy us with his gross liveliness this morning?"
Iceland was the only Nordic who actually was a morning person, much to Norway's disapproval.
The rooms of the Nordics were arranged in the same distances as their actual countries were. This way Iceland's room was the most far away one in the whole house. Still, it only took them about five minutes to get there.
Norway wanted to open the door, but Finland held him back. "Don't you think we should at least knock?"
He looked at him for a while with his dull purplish eyes, then he shrugged and busted the door open.
Someone looked at him and Denmark could hear Norway mumbling "Asia?" as he stared at the young man with dark brown hair in clothes that looked quite Asian. Behind the man he could see Norway's little brother Iceland dying of embarrassment.
"Ice?" Norway asked after a while and the blush on Iceland's face intensified. "Who is this?"
"Um, it's Hong Kong…he said he wanted to get a better relationship with me, so I invited him."
Finland could see that Norway completely disliked the fact that Iceland was alone with another nation, but he remained silent.
"Hvor lenge skal du vaere her?" He finally asked and Hong Kong looked at him a bit confused. Finland wasn't sure whether Norway was aware that he slipped into his native language.
An awkward silence came until Iceland tried to translate: "I guess he wants to know how long you will stay…" He knew quite a bit Norwegian but was far away from being fluent in it.
Hong Kong's eyes reminded Finland of Norway's. They had the same kind of dullness, even though Hong Kong's deemed to have more life in them.
"Don't know. As long as it's gonna take," he answered in kind of monotone voice. "Is that okay?"
You could see how Norway liked the Asian boy less and less with every second.
Denmark tried to save the situation by starting a conversation with Hong Kong, not noticing that he had started talking Danish. Of course there were similarities between Norwegian and Danish, but Denmark talked so much and so fast that it was far beyond Iceland's skills as a translator.
Finally, Denmark stopped and there was the awkward silence again, a confused Hong Kong and a blushing Iceland, clearly embarrassed because of the behavior of the two other Nordics.
Then he exploded. It was a storm, a storm in Icelandic, full of how much he hated Norway and Denmark, the whole family and why they had to embarrass him like that. Nobody knew exactly what he said, but they just had to listen to the tone of his voice to know that he was disappointed and once again wished not to be part of the Nordics. He stood up and turned to Hong Kong. "Let's go somewhere else," he explained and Hong Kong followed him, past the three Nordics, leaving them in shock.
Yay, first chapter \^-^/ I'm learning Norwegian and this is one of the few things I know to say. Maybe there will be a bit more of it in the future, but I'll put a translation either at the end or in the story itself when I want one of the characters to read it. I hope this was okay and that you had fun reading it. I'm planning to make the second chapter centered around Sweden and Finland.