It went without saying that summertime was the worst. Norway hated it. He hated the uncomfortable feeling of sweating, and how the heat seemed to utterly sap his energy. What's worse was, it seemed that every year he got sick. Usually he would just stay home and have his Nordic family take care of him until he was well, but this year they had a meeting, in America, during a record breaking heatwave.
Norway mentally groaned and rested his head against the cool tabletop he sat at. Normally Denmark, Sweden, or even Finland would be able to sense that he was under the weather, but now they seemed to be too busy trying to cool off to notice that the Norwegian was ill.
"Mon ami? Why is it so hot in here?" France asked, beginning to strip out of his white tailored suit.
America, who still wore a leather bomber jacket in the heat, blinked, not understanding the problem before he saw everyone's discomfort. "Oh! That's because the air conditioning in this place is broken!" he answered, laughing loudly afterward.
Everyone groaned, it was 101 degrees outside, inside with everyone in one room, it felt like the temperature had doubled.
"Very well. We will adjourn until the heatwave is over." Germany said, loosening his black tie.
With that everyone began to depart, Norway who was hoping for a few minutes rest being one of the last to do so.
"Hey Nor! You coming? We're all going to the beach!" Denmark shouted, making Norway's headache worse.
"I'm fine. Just go have fun." Norway replied, sitting up. To his relief and displeasure, Denmark left.
Norway stood up and began to head to the door, his body swaying. He hoped that if he could make it back to the hotel he could sleep and have Fin make the vegetable soup Norway loved.
As Norway began to collapse, he felt strong arms catch him, thinking it was Denmark, he relaxed, accepting the darkness.
Meetings have never really been fun for Prussia, but he still went to them with Germany. Thanks to the heatwave the meeting had ended early. Prussia stood, trying to debate if he wanted a terrible sunburn if he chose to go to the beach with everyone, or to just go back to the hotel and watch TV in the air conditioning. Fate of course had made a decision for him as a small Nordic collapsed right into him as he was leaving.
"Hey, you okay?" Prussia asked, shaking the Nordic. He quickly turned the blond over, and discovered that he was holding Norway. Now he knew from Denmark that all of the Nordics were protective over each other, even little Iceland was extremely protective over his older siblings, and Norway being the middle child of the group, made Prussia want to go find Denmark right then and drop the younger nation off with him. And yet, he didn't. He was risking a very unawesome death by doing this, but he lifted Norway up and carried him out of the building, intending to make sure he was well enough to head back on his own.
Prussia set the younger down on his bed, having made it back to his hotel room before he felt the other male's head, frowning as he felt the blond burning up. "You're not being awesome right now." Prussia muttered before he sighed and left the room, braving the heat as he walked to a nearby convenience store to pick up medicine, soups, and extra water bottles.
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