Finland was looking at his list. The green marker made a small check mark next to the seven year old French girl's name. He had scarcely used his red marker. The small x's scattered pretentiously across the list. He hated marking people naughty. Were they truly naughty or just misunderstood? Surely if one child was naughty one day they couldn't be naughty the next...right? Or maybe the child is just in a bad mood. Finland decided to take a break. He had been at this for a few hours now and it was beginning to become tedious. Finland's hand scooted next to him to stroke the fluffy fur of his companion, Hamatamago. He was surprised to find the small dog missing. Hadn't he been here a few minutes ago? Or was that just Finland's imagination? Finland stood up, "Hanatamago! Hana! Come here girl!"
Finland waited a while. Nothing. Usually after calling her name his companion's feet could be heard pitter pattering across the wooden floor. Only silence came to greet Finland. The Finnish man looked around the room. Was Hanatamago sleeping? There was no sign of her inside the room, so Finland left. "Hana?" Was she chasing a cat or something? No. She was smaller than some of the cats. She was scared of most of them. Oh...Hanatamago was just so cute! Maybe Mr. Sweden had just taught her hide n seek! Finland wandered the house checking room to room for his dog. He wasn't worried. Hadn't he just said how small Hanatamago was? He was probably just sleeping in some strange place. Finland passed the dining room to see Norway reading a book at the table. The books dark blue matched the Norwegian's coat. His eyes were completely focused as they ran through the pages.
Finland stopped himself in the open doorway, "Hei Norway! Have you seen Hana anywhere? I've been looking for him everywhere and I can't seem to find him."
Norway slid his white bookmark into the blue book closing it, "I haven't. I'm sorry. I can help you look."
"W-Well I mean...you're sort of in the middle of something. I don't want to bother you. Just tell me if you see her, okay?" Finland asked. He really didn't want to trouble anyone over this. Norway was really nice for offering, though!
Norway stood despite what seemed like Finland's protests, "It's no trouble. Come on let's look. Where was the last place you saw him?"
"Um...," Finland thought a while, "In my room!"
Norway nodded and Finland led him back to his room. The two searched for the small dog. Once they were positive that she wasn't in the room they left to look at the rest of the house. Finland refrained from saying that he had already searched the places they were looking. After about an hour or two, the nations returned to the dining room. They had searched what seemed like everywhere in the house. Under beds, in bathtubs, cupboards, rooms, under desks, closets, even inside laundry baskets. Finland began to get a little worried. He wasn't hysterical, but he was still worried that he had lost his little fury friend. He didn't want to think of Hanatamago being lost. Alone. Cold. Starving. Thirsty...
Norway looked up at Finland reading him like he had read his book. Finland was sporting a frown, something he rarely wore. Norway began to speak,"Hey...you shouldn't worry. We'll find her. Maybe Denmark took her for a walk or maybe Iceland-"
"That's it!" Finland said instantly replacing his frown with a smile. Norway looked at him confused. Finland continued, "Hana must be outside! We haven't checked there yet!" They hadn't checked there yet. Outside. Finland felt silly. Why didn't he think of that sooner? He so happy and excited! He was going to have Hanatamago with him again! Finland ran to the door to the backyard as Norway hurried behind him. Sure enough, the dog door was open.
Finland threw open the door, "Hana!" No response. Finland called again. Once again no response. Finland waited a few minutes, hoping his little friend would come to him. Nothing. His smile turned to a small frown. Where is Hanatamago? Norway caught up to Finland, looking for the small dog outside. The yard was empty save for the grass and little bit of concrete. There was no sign of Hanatamago. Finland stood looking down at the ground. He was starting to feel...depressed. Where was he? It was all Finland could think about. Norway continued to look, not knowing what to say to Finland. Maybe they could look for him tomorrow?
Sudden fear crept into Finland's heart. When he had first gotten the small puppy, Denmark had given the dog a nickname. The name ran through his head like a nightmare. Wolf Bait. Finland shook his head. No. Hana was alright. Nothing got her or hurt her. Wouldn't there be...Finland couldn't bring himself to think about it. Calm down, Finny, he told himself, she's alright. She's hiding. Yeah! That's it! Just hi-
"Uh...Finland?" Norway said in a sort of sad tone of voice interrupting Finland's thoughts. That did not sound good. Finland got the courage to look behind him at Norway. The other blond nation was pointing to the ground. A small hole was dug into the ground under the fence...just small enough for a little dog to get through...Hanatamago wouldn't leave him...would she?
Norway knelt to untangle the small collar that was caught on the metal fence.
Apparently...she would.
