The winter was harsh it never seemed to stop snowing. Cold, weak, and slowly losing hope. Denmark, Norway, and Iceland where all together stuck in a cave there only light they had was from a small hole in the very top the size of a clenched fist . it was too far up for anyone to climb it. It lit up the inside of the cave well enough for them to see.

"This is all your fault you're such an idiot!" the small Norwegian man said in a anger tone yelling at the taller Dane they were in another argument.

"How is this my fault!" Confused and angry Denmark wasn't handling the situation the best he could of.

"If we didn't followed you here-"

"Well how was I supposed to know the entrance was going to collapse!"

"Will the two of you just shut up!" the young Icelandic boy was huddle in the comer of the cave, his arms crossed over his legs trying to keep warm. He was looking at where the entrance should have been but now is nothing but snow and rocks. Tired of listening to the two bicker back and forth he slowly looked at them "You guys fighting isn't helping anyone here." He laid his head down on his knees, he closed his eyes, Feeling sick he tried the best he could not to show it.

"ja, Ice is right." The Dane said under his breath.

Norway just ignored him. Taking a couple steps he sat next to his brother to help keep the both of then warm. Putting his small frail hands in Iceland soft white hair keeping a monotoned expression the Norwegian said calm and comforting voice.

"Things will be okay, I'm sure Sweden and Finland are looking for us right now."

"Heh, I'm sure your right." Iceland wasn't confident in what his brother was saying, he knew the situation was bad, he started to doubt that anyone would find them, they were in the middle of the forest the weather was bad and their tracks where probably covered by the snow.

Denmark still standing finally decided to sit across from the two. Taking deep breath he could see his own breath the cave was getting colder which meant the sun was slowly setting down and the moon will soon show up and if they were lucky enough shine bright enough to light up the night sky. Shivering the tall blonde man spoke "We should make a fire out of something."

Both lifting one eyebrow , Norway and Iceland looked at him curiously "Out of what!" they said in unison.

Denmark looked around well what about? "He paused picking up a small broken branch "This!" His voice sounding hopeful he gave a weak smile.

"That wouldn't work." the Norwegian voice full of annoyance. "And what would we use to light it up anyways?" keeping the same tone.

Denmark paused for a while thinking "OH!" He remembered something, digging in his red pants pocket that was covered in dirt and mud he pulled out a clear red lighter that had a crack running up the center of it from when it was stepped on by accident. "This could work! "He showed the lighter to the two of them.

Giving him a mean look Norway sighed "Whatever, if think that will work then go for it." The Norwegian didn't really care for what the Dane did at this point. He was more worried for his younger brother, scooting closer to him the short blonde male looked over to his sibling giving a concerning look, The Icelandic was shivering, Norway felt useless he couldn't do much for him. "Iceland Are you okay?" He put his cold hand on his shoulder nudging him to make sure he wasn't asleep.

Iceland slowly lifted his head up he looked at his brother, looking more pale and tired then he was before "yea!" he paused and started to cough harshly "I'm alright." He lied not wanting to concern anyone. Iceland put his head back down on his knees wanting to fall asleep for a bit but he kept a strong will not to.

He was never good at lying Norway thought to himself. He looked over to see what Denmark was doing. The Dane was on his hands and knees crawling around looking for more branches and twigs to help build the fire. He crawled back to his spot with only a hand full of twigs, leaves, and a couple dead plants. Denmark started to build a small fire pit, it only took him a few minutes to finish it. Grabbing his lighter the Dane flicked it a couple times before a small flame appeared . Carefully he lit the little pile of plants, the flame grew bigger. Denmark smiled widely sitting back in the position he was before. "There! I got it to work!" Proud of himself he looked to see Iceland and Norway. His smiled instantly faded away he felt horrible he never wanted this to happen to them they did nothing wrong to deserve this.

Iceland started to cough again it was getting worse for him he balled up tighter hoping it would help get him warmer .His small pale hands started to turn purple, it was hurting him but he kept quite. The night started to get colder the snow started to fall down harder, a blizzard was starting.

-To be continued-