The green eyed redhead known as Kent Oxenstierna smiled at the two boys that stood next to him. The taller of the two is a blond teen with aqua eyes, glasses, and a neutral expression. His name is Berwald and he's 14 years old. Holding the teen's hand is an 11 year old with orange hair, red eyes, glasses, and a smile that could brighten anyone's day. His name is Beck and he looks up to his brother more than anything. They'd recently moved to America from Sweden.
"Mamma said she'd be here when she can," Kent informed his two sons. Berwald only nodded while Beck replied with, "Yes, pappa." "Shall we put what we have in our new house?" Kent asked. This earned two nods from the two brothers. Both boys carried in their sleeping bags whilst holding hands. A smile crossed Kent's face at seeing the brotherly love and followed them in, carrying in a box. Berwald guided Beck upstairs to find there's two bedrooms, a bathroom, and an extra room. "You take one while I take the other?" Beck asked, red eyes looking up at Berwald. "Ja," Berwald replied. Beck smiled again and ran off to one of the bedrooms. Guess this means that the blond is getting the other.
Walking into the room, Berwald set his Swedish flag sleeping bag on the ground and unraveled it, revealing a lion pillow pet and a picture of him when he was three and holding Beck some point after he was born. That was when neither of them needed glasses. It'd even been framed. Picking up the picture, Berwald looked it over before another figure joined him. Out of the corner of his eye, the blond could see messy orange hair, giving away the fact that it's Beck. His is the only hair he could see without having to look up.
"What's that?" Beck asked as he latched onto Berwald's arm. Adjusting the angle of the picture, Berwald showed it to his younger brother. Red eyes look it over as his grip on Berwald's arm tightened. "That's me when I was a baby?" Beck asked. "Mmn," Berwald said. "Were you holding me?" "Mmn."
It's been a couple months since the move and Berwald was still learning English, alongside Beck. They knew enough to hold a simple conversation with someone and understand what was being said. They could also write in said language. Today's the first day of school and Berwald was nervous, though it didn't show on his face. Beck had given the blond a hug before Berwald left for school. Looking at his schedule, Berwald looked around for the right classroom. He didn't seem to notice when someone was nearby until he practically bumped into them.
"Watch where you're going, fresh meat," the other said. There was an accent to that voice that he couldn't quite place. Aqua eyes looked up to see purple eyes glaring at him. They were accompanied by pale yellow hair that didn't want to seem to stay down, whiskers running along his chin, and a scar running diagonal across their left cheek. Berwald mumbled a quick sorry in Swedish before walking away from the grumpy male. "Mikkel, don't be mean," another accented voice said, this one being higher pitched. Footsteps were heard going after the Swede.
"Sorry about my twin, he's not exactly the social kind," the voice told the Swede as the other fell into step next to him. Berwald said nothing. "Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you around before." At that, Berwald nodded. "Moved here couple months ago from Sweden," Berwald mumbled. There was a moment of silence. "You're from Sweden? Mikkel and I are from Denmark," the stranger informed. Oh, so that's where the accent's from. Denmark. Berwald nodded, then looked at the stranger. Huh, he looks just like Mikkel, only his eyes are blue and his hair shines as bright as the sun. Never mind the fact that there's no facial hair or scar. Must be the twin thing that he mentioned.
The Dane seemed to realize something for he said, "Oh yeah! My name's Matthias! Mikkel and I are in 10th grade. What about you?" Berwald showed his schedule and Matthias took it, looking it over. "Berwald Oxenstierna... 9th grade... Ooo! You have English support first hour! I know where that is! It's right next to my math class! I can show you if you want." Berwald hummed lightly and nodded, following Matthias to his first hour class.
When there, it was noted that there was a couple female teachers standing outside the rooms and talking. They took notice of the duo and smiled at the Dane. "Hello Matthias," one greeted. "Hej, mor," Matthias replied, giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Who's this?" The other asked as she looked over Berwald. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of the Swede's face. Another joined it when another set of eyes looked at him. Wow, ok, put him on the spot like that. Great. Just what he needed. Seeing how tense Berwald was, Matthias answered for him. "This is Berwald Oxenstierna. He moved here from Sweden a couple months ago!" "Another Nordic kid? We already have a handful of them as it is. Why do we need another?" Asked the one who put the Swede on the spot.
Aqua eyes glare at the American woman before he showed a picture of him and his brother on his phone. Matthias immediately looked at it and started going on about him, asking questions like how old he was and all that. Some of the questions were answered in Swedish (Berwald found it surprising that Matthias and the one he called mor understood him when he spoke it), others in what he knew of English. Turns out Beck's going to be coming to this school in three years. Matthias will have graduated by then. The interrogation ended when the 2 minute bell rang.
"Better get to class, you two," Matthias's mor said. Matthias whined, but obeyed. Didn't take long for Mikkel to be seen speed walking into the class Matthias had walked into, almost bumping into Berwald. "Mikkel!" The Danish female warned before directing her attention back to Berwald. "Sorry. What's your first class?" Berwald had noticed the sign that said 'English support' right underneath the room number and pointed to it. She looked at the sign, then at the fourteen year old. "Oh, so you're in my class. I'm Mrs. Winther, Matthias and Mikkel's mother," she said with a smile. That... would explain the kiss Matthias gave her. "Come on in," she said and led him into the classroom. Naturally, he followed her. It would seem the seats in the room are nearly full, as there's a few open ones left. Berwald ended up sitting next to someone with purple eyes and blond hair that has a defiant curl on the left side. There's also a cross pin in his hair, same side as the curl. Purple eyes glance at the Swede before looking back at the book he's holding.
"Hei." Aqua eyes look at the smaller male. "Hej," he replied. "Lukas Bakke," the smaller male said without looking up. "Berwald Oxenstierna," The Swede responded. And that was that, the two didn't say anything else after that. Though, Berwald did notice the flag design on the guy's notebook. Norwegian, of course. He was probably in the same situation Berwald's in, where he needs help in learning how to speak English.
-3 years prior-
Timo Väinämöinen. The new kid on the block that moved from the Nordic country Finland. Along with him came his parents, Kaarina and Niko, and his twin sister, Inka. After figuring out which room upstairs went to which twin, both helped their parents carry in what they could. Didn't want the two soon-to-be middle schoolers to harm themselves. Then again, didn't want Kaarina overworking herself either, what with her being 8 months pregnant with her second set of twins. This left Niko carrying the more heavy stuff while the other three carried lighter things. Once it was all done, Timo joined his father in the kitchen.
"Moikka, Timo," Niko said and smiled at his son. "Moikka, isä," Timo replied. "Can I help you with dinner?" The violet eyed boy asked, a bright smile on his face. Niko smiled more and ruffled the boy's hair. "Of course you can." "Yay!" Timo exclaimed and hugged Niko's waist. A chuckle escaped Niko and he hugged his son.
Inka smiled as she placed her hands on Kaarina's extended belly. She couldn't wait to be a big sister! Kaarina smiled at seeing her daughter's smile. Both her and Timo were pretty excited to find out that there were going to be two new additions to the family. Already, Kaarina could tell they were going to be the best older siblings for the two new twins. Though, the same could be said about how they were around each other.
"Excited for the new twins?" Kaarina asked. Inka nodded. "Yeah, äiti!" She exclaimed. "I'm going to be the best big sister ever!" Kaarina couldn't help but laugh at that. "I'm sure you will be, sweetie."
That following day, both Timo and Inka were outside playing on the playground with their mother nearby, keeping watch on the two twins. Niko was doing some work at home and they didn't want to distract him. As they were playing on the swings, someone had approached them and spoke. "Woah. Are you guys twins?" He asked in English, though he had an unfamiliar accent. Timo and Inka slowed down so they could look at him. Blue eyes, wild blond hair that didn't want to stay down. Looks as though he could be maybe a year older than them. Nearby is another boy that looks just like him, only with pale yellow hair and purple eyes. Minus the difference, they were basically a spitting image of each other.
"Are you a twin?" Timo asked. It's a good thing they learned English in elementary school. A bright smile crossed the boy's face. "Yeah!" He exclaimed. "Then there's your answer," Timo responded. "What are your names?" The boy asked. "I'm Timo, this is Inka," the Finnish boy answered, indicating the female on the swing next to him. Inka waved and smiled. "Hi!" She said. "We're from Finland. What about you?" "Matthias," the other told before pointing to the purple eyed boy. "He's my twin, Mikkel. He doesn't speak much. We're from Denmark."
An unexpected scream drew the kids from their conversation. Four sets of eyes look in the direction where it came from. "Äiti!" Both Finnish children exclaim, getting off the swings and running towards the older female. Matthias and Mikkel run after them. "Äiti, what's wrong?" Inka asked as she and Timo placed their hands on her arms. Kaarina looked like she was in pain. "I think your siblings are on their way," Kaarina replied, blue eyes looking at the two. Oh, Michael Fassbender. Blue eyes of Timo looked at the two Danes... one Dane. Where's Mikkel going? Not far away was a female with the same hair and eye color as Matthias that Mikkel got the attention of. He spoke to her and pointed to Kaarina.
The woman hurried over to them, Mikkel following close behind. She pulled her phone out and dialed a number before pressing it to her ear. When purple eyes looked at Timo, the Finnish boy nodded his thanks. Mikkel nodded in return. It didn't take long for her to put her phone away when she was done. She then spoke to Kaarina. "Don't worry, an ambulance is on it's way," she told. She has the same Danish accent as Matthias. Must be his and Mikkel's mother. "Thanks," Kaarina said, in English of course.
Minutes later, an ambulance came screeching to a halt and paramedics helped Kaarina into the back. Timo and Inka went with them. Matthias has asked if they could go with and their mom found she couldn't say no to that face, so the Danish trio got into their car and followed the ambulance. Along the way, Kaarina's phone has been passed to Timo and he was told to contact their father, which he did. He relayed what was going on to Niko, who ended up rushing to the hospital. When there, he saw them rushing her into the building on a stretcher, two near identical kids following close behind. Following them is two near identical boys and who he presumed was their mother. Niko found himself rushing alongside this unknown woman once outside his car. At the designated room, only Niko was allowed in. Timo and Inka had to wait outside with Mikkel, Matthias, and their mother. The scene might be gruesome for the two children.
Matthias decided they should play a game while they waited. It kept them busy and helped pass the time. After all, it took 10-12 hours for both twins to be born. All four children were tired, but three forced themselves to stay awake because they wanted to see the babies. Mikkel was the only one fast asleep in his mother's lap. The doctors let the others into the room once the babies were cleaned off. Matthias, Timo, and Inka walked in first, the Dane's mother following them whilst carrying Mikkel in her arms. What they noticed first was that Kaarina was asleep. Niko was holding both babies in his arms. Timo and Inka almost immediately went to where their father was sitting, asking to look at their newborn siblings. Smiling, Niko obliged, letting Timo hold one while Inka held the other. Matthias joined the duo and looked between the newborns. Getting up, Niko went over to the other female, whom he found was named Edda Winther.
"Thanks for helping my wife in getting here," he said softly. "Don't think I'd have gotten here in time if it weren't for you." She smiled as him. "It was no problem, really," she said. "If Mikkel here hadn't told me about it, then it wouldn't have happened in the first place." It would seem he now noticed that she's holding the sleeping boy in her arms. "Mikkel, huh? Is the other one his brother?" Niko asked. There's a nod from Edda. "Him and Matthias are twins. They also have two younger sisters that are twins, just like the situation going on with your kids. What are the newborns' names?" Blue eyes look at the children. "Timo's holding Leevi, whom was born first, and Inka's holding Maija."
Timo and Inka are starting high school. Leevi and Maija are now three years of age and have near identical features, if not for her longer hair. Both have red eyes and blond/e hair while being around the same height. They also wore a neutral expression most of the time. Currently, both older twins are in their third hour class, whom they share with Mikkel and Matthias. The older Danish twins agreed on taking at least one class with them. Apparently this is it. Also happens to be culinary 1, a cooking class and a two hour block.
Speaking of Matthias, said Dane nudged Timo and said, "Hey, seems the States have a newbie and he goes to our school. Met him earlier." Curious violet eyes look at the Dane. Before he could say anything, the final bell rang and the teacher spoke up. "Ok class, before we begin, I just want to welcome you guys to your first year of Culinary Arts." It was then that the door burst open and someone stumbled in. Multiple sets of eyes look to see a tall blond with blue eyes and glasses adjusting the things in his arms before noticing all eyes are on him. For a moment, everything was silent. Then...
"Hej, Berwald!" Matthias exclaimed, indicating the other join him. Cautiously, the other joined the Dane and the Finn at the table. Luckily, Inka was sitting at a different table with her female friends so Berwald could sit with Timo, Matthias, and Mikkel. The teacher went on to talk for a few more minutes before handing everyone a piece of paper and allowing everyone to talk until the lunch break they got between 3rd and 4th hour. "Guess what?" Matthias asked Timo. "Hm?" "Berwald's from Sweden, so that means we've got another Nordic on our team."
About half an hour into class, Timo heard the faint sound of something growling. His eyes looked around as he tried to figure out where it came from. Wasn't until it sounded like a dying whale did he realize where it came from and what it was exactly. Berwald's stomach. Violet eyes look in time to see said Swede burying his face in the arm on his desk, his free hand on his abdomen.
"Well, for the first time in forever, it wasn't Mikkel's stomach growling in class," Matthias said. This was followed by the sound of a growling stomach. "You were saying?" Mikkel asked as he rubbed his stomach. As far as Timo knew, that's what Mikkel came to be known as, the guy with the scar whose stomach always growled in third hour. He never really spent enough time with the grumpy Dane to know what he's really like.
"So, you're name's Berwald?" Timo asked with a smile, ignoring the two Danes. Aqua eyes look at the Finn as Berwald lifted his face from his arm. Besides Matthias and his mom, everyone else usually avoided him. "Ja," Berwald replied. Matthias often used that word as a response, so Timo figured it must also be Swedish for yes. "I'm Timo," the Finn told. Who knew someone could be so scary looking. "Nice to meet you." Berwald nodded and said, "Likewise."
Half an hour later, the bell rang for the end of third period and signaled lunch for certain students. As per usual, Matthias and Mikkel sat at the same table. This time around, Timo and his sister Inka had joined them, along with Berwald. Unfortunately, Berwald had forgotten his lunch at home and doesn't really understand the ways of American school systems, which would explain why his stomach had been growling during class.
A figure came to stand next to the Swede, placing a hand on his shoulder. Looking up, Berwald found it to be Lukas. Standing next to the other was a male that looked a lot like the blond, only with orangish brown hair, glasses, and a smile on his face. Reminded him of Beck in a way, if Beck were of a different nationality and had purple eyes. Berwald nodded at the silent question and Lukas sat next to him, the newbie sitting on the other side of Lukas.
"Who's this?" Matthias asked when he saw the duo. Two sets of purple eyes look at the Dane. "Lukas Bakke," the blond said before indicating the guy sitting next to him. "Twin. Eirik." If it wasn't obvious they were still new here, it was now. "So it would seem all but one here is a twin," Mikkel said before biting into his smørrebrød. Lukas looked around in question before landing on Berwald. He's the only one here without some sort of lookalike. "Where are you from?" Matthias asked. "Norge," Eirik replied. "Move here last week," Lukas added in broken English. There's a moment of silence. "All we need is Iceland and the Nordics will be complete!" Matthias exclaimed with a bright smile. Didn't take long for Eirik to find himself staring at Mikkel, not that the Dane has been paying attention. He's on his phone while eating.
Once again, Berwald's stomach growled. Didn't help that everyone else had their lunch. Something was passed to the Swede, who looked at it before looking at who gave it to him. It was Matthias's smørrebrød and the Dane's smiling at him. Matthias had said that he didn't want his friend going hungry, even if it entailed the same thing for himself. A slight smile crossed the Swede's face and he took the offered food. Both Timo and Lukas saw this and smiled at the transaction. Timo offered a couple of his cabbage rolls (kaalikääryleet) while Lukas offered him a krumkake. Oh, Chuck. They're too kind. Berwald gladly took what they offered him and started eating. Thanks to the kindness of his new friends, he was able to return to class with a full stomach and no more hungry grumbling.
When the school day was over, everyone gathered their things so they could go home. Some kids took the bus, like Lukas and Eirik, some were picked up by their parents, like Timo and Inka, and others had their own means of getting home. Since Matthias and Mikkel's mother is a teacher, she would often stay late, like today. Meaning the Danish twins had to walk home. Luckily, she said they could spend time with Berwald, who had to wait at the middle school for his younger brother to get out. Once there (it wasn't that far a distance), they had to find room 111 in the 6th grade pod, as they'd been informed that's Beck's last class of the day.
"It's this way!" Matthias exclaimed and led the way. Good thing he remembered where it was. As they approached the room, they noticed the door was partially open and there was laughter coming from it, as well as multiple voices speaking. One in particular rang out to Berwald, as he recognized the Swedish that one was speaking. "Why don't you just speak English, you red eyed freak?" Some kid asked. Both Matthias and Mikkel look at each other as Berwald became curious. Aqua eyes peered through the crack in the door to see a certain red eyed ginger trapped in a corner. "Oh, that's right! You can't!" Right as the kid raised a hand to harm the other, the door was slammed open to reveal a pissed off Berwald. A blue aura surrounded the Swede and multiple eyes look at him.
"Storebror!" Beck exclaimed and wrenched himself free from the bully, running to the blond. "Leave. Him. Alone," Berwald said in what English he knew, making sure to emphasize the words he spoke. Who knew Berwald could be so scary when mad. The bully and his cronies nodded and it looked like one of them had wet themselves. Now that that's settled, Berwald turned his attention to Beck and hugged the boy hugging him. "Tack, storebror," Beck said with a smile that could brighten anyone's day. The aura surrounding Berwald dissipated and he held Beck closer. Neither seemed to notice the two wide eyed Danish twins, or their younger twin sisters that were also staring.
Timo and Inka were smiling and laughing as they entered their house. "Isä, äiti, we're home," Timo called out as the duo kicked off their shoes. "Welcome Home you two," Kaarina said as she walked to greet them, Leevi and Maija still a bit sleepy in her arms. "Did they just wake up?" Inka asked as Timo reached to take Leevi from her, who didn't say anything when he was taken from his mother's arms. "Yeah," Kaarina said, "So they're still a little sleepy." Leevi rested his head against Timo's shoulder, red eyes looking up at his big brother. "Iso veli," the three year old said. They hadn't really spoken much, so to hear him say this was a surprise and brought a smile to Timo's face. "Moikka, Leevi," Timo said to the child. "Want a snack?" A nod from Leevi and Timo carried him into the kitchen, followed by his mom and sisters.
Just as he'd picked out a snack for the two children, his phone went off with an incoming text. Passing the two packages to Inka, Timo pulled out his phone to see Matthias texting him.
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Timo then shut off his phone and looked at Leevi to see him eating his snack. Same goes for Maija. The Finnish teen then got a snack for him and Inka, heading to the kitchen table with them. He passed one to Inka before sitting down with Leevi on his lap. It was here that Timo shrugged his backpack off and opened the package.
"Who was texting?" Inka asked. "Matthias," Timo replied. "He told me of what happened when he went to the middle school with Berwald and Mikkel." Before she could even ask about it, Timo unlocked his phone and showed her what was said. She placed her head in a hand. "Jeez. This is why I hate bullies." Timo nodded in response.
"Did you two make any new friends?" Kaarina asked the twins, drawing their attention away from their topic at hand. She didn't like this kind of talk. "Yeah, a couple of guys who recently moved here from different countries," Timo responded with a smile, looking at their mother. "One's from Sweden named Berwald. He moved here a couple months ago, so he's still learning English. Then there's a set of twins from Norway named Lukas and Eirik. Apparently they moved here last week, so their English isn't that good yet." Inka nodded. "Berwald's in our culinary class, coincidentally," she added. "He forgot his lunch today, so Matthias, Lukas, and Timo offered him some of theirs." Kaarina smiled brightly at that. "That's nice of them." Timo's smile widened at that.