Title: Sealand's Plan

Author: TechnoGlitter

Rating: T

Characters/Pairings: Sealand, Finland, Sweden, Latvia, Britain, SuFin.

Warning: EXTREME implications, a lime, insults aimed at certain Brits

Disclaimer: I am not Himaruya, therefore I do not own Hetalia.

Notes: Because it annoys me how much people think that Sealand is a toddler, and that he calls Sweden and Finland "Papa" and "Mama." Maybe just to annoy them, but never in actuality. Seriously people.

Sealand was in the mudroom, putting on a jacket and a hat with those cute tassel-y things, and forcing his feet into a pair of rubber boots. The boots weren't actually necessary for the current weather, but he liked how the made him two and a half inches taller. So he was wearing them. Sweden and Finland were in the living room right outside of the mudroom. They were both kind of reading the same book and kind of watching TV at the same time. It looked to Sealand like the kind of activity perfected through only years of practice.

"Finland, Sweden!" The nations in question looked up, and saw Sealand standing by the door. "I'm going to Latvia's house for an hour. Maybe a little longer. BUT, I will be gone for a whole hour. Sixty entire minutes! No matter what, I will be gone for an hour." Sealand did not miss the sorely confused looks on his guardians' faces. "You two will be alone, in the house, by yourselves, for an hour. Without any interruptions, because the phone is unplugged, I'm taking Hanatamago with me, and all the other nations think you're on holiday in Venezuela." A faint blush began creeping up on both the Nordics' faces. "I'll be back in an hour, so you two can do… whatever it is grown-ups do alone! Together! For an hour! With no interruptions!" The poorly concealed snigger in Sealand's voice was unmistakable, and made his guardians flush even redder. So…bye!" Sealand threw the door open and bounded out, then ran back in and grabbed the leash attached to Hanatamago and left again, locking the door this time.

Finland and Sweden sat for a moment in embarrassed shock. They had been extra careful since Sealand started coming around. In fact, they just never did it at all. Apparently, the micronation was neither as innocent nor as oblivious as they had thought. Finland bit his lip, his face slowly cooling down. He stood up, grabbed Sweden's hand, and then dragged him up the stairs to their bedroom, the both of them laughing the whole time.


"So Sealand, how did your plan go?" Latvia asked, letting the micronation into his house.

"Perfectly, of course!" Sealand announced. "They think I'm so innocent, but when you have a perverted big brother like Britain, it's hard to be innocent."

"HEY!"

THE END

A.N. And my first published citrus of any kind ever goes to…SuFin! WOOO! *throws a Pervert Party ©*