Hello! This is my first fic here on ! I'm sorry, if it's not good, I promise to improve at some time. I don't own Hetalia. If there's anything wrong, please tell me, thank-you!

Characters: Fem!Norway (Fanon name will be Halldora), Denmark, Fem!Iceland, Sweden, Finland.

Rated: T

Summary: Denmark found Norway's diary, and Norway is angry. The Nordics trapped them in a box, and now what will happen? Rated T for foul language, and for next chapter, in case.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!", Norge dropped a diary-her diary, and yelped as he got kicked in the shin."Get out! Get the fuck out!". With one last kick, Denmark stumbled out of her slammed the door hard, slid against the wall and begun to cry. "Norge...Norge...", Denmark called out. All he heard was a soft mumble, and a: "..Shut-up..". "Norge, please stop crying...I hate it when you cry..please". He hated it. He hated it so much when his dear Norway cried. He felt so responsible, and was overprotective of her. The Dane just sighed, still hearing the Norwegian crying, he thought about what just happened. Closing his eyes, he begun to think.

"So I was bored...and then I went to find Norge..and then I found her diary, and it said-". He froze.

"It said...It said that..."

"Denmark was kinda the same today, he's all weird and loud, but I like it. You know, I wish Denmark...would..well, I wish he'd fallen in love with me.

He's the only guy I'd actually go out with, and I'm serious! But...I think he just wants to friends with me. Just friends. What if...he likes someone else?"

The Dane scrunched his mouth. He kinda screwed up, didn't he? Then he chuckled slightly, laying his head on his palm. Norge was so unexpecting. Everything about her was unexpecting, like a mystery.

"Norge...I'm sorry", Denmark called out.

"It's too late", The Norwegian mumbled.

"Look, I'm Sorry-"

"-Shut-up"

"-I can explain-"

"Shut-up-"

"Norge, listen to me!" The Dane thumped the door. "Just let me explain.."

Norway slowly opened the door. "Look, if you get out, I'd appreciate it", She pursed her lips. "Norge-" "GOTCHA!" Suddenly Iceland came in, and slid on the floor, tripping Denmark over Norway's door. "Watch out!". The two fell, as Denmark cushioned Norway's head.

"Are you okay?"

She just ignored him. "Get off..." Denmark glanced for a moment, then glared at Iceland. "What the hell, Ice?" Iceland just grinned. "You two are always arguing, so you have to be disciplined."Wait, what?-"

All of the sudden, Sweden, who Denmark had no idea came from, dropped a large wooden box on them, and the last thing they heard from Finland, whom Denmark also didn't know where the hell he came from, was: "Good luck guys", smiling. They were trapped, locked, and densely squished. "What the hell guys? This isn't funny!", Denmark breathed. Norway just whimpered.

Aaaauughhhh! Sorry it's so short, I promise the next chapter will be longer!