Author's note: Be nice, this is the first time I've ever written DenNor ;w;
The reason Norway's a girl in this fic, is because my awesome Norge RPer (if you see this, HIIII BROR 8D) prefers to be Fem!Norway when RPing with my equally awesome Denmark RPer (HIIII DANMARK 83). Yeah… and I'm Ice there so… OTL Forever alooone…
ANYWAY. I hope you enjoy!
Name Guide for this story:
Helene- Fem!Norway
Soren- Denmark
Emil- Iceland
Berwald- Sweden (You should know this though...)
Helene gazed outside, her book lying idly on the windowsill. It was only the first time she had read that book, yet she already knew what was going to happen. The main character would be thrust into an adventure, meet some other important character, have the time of their life, face a complication, and fall in love with said other character, and live happily ever after, though not necessarily in that order. Most books nowadays tended to be like that; especially the ones she had been reading as of late.
So why had she been reading horribly cliché books with the most predictable storylines on Earth for the past few days? Simple. She was bored.
She was a straight A student, decent looking, with a bright future ahead of her, as she was almost certain to get into a good university, and then secure a good, high paying job. But as the end of school loomed closer, she realized that her life was… empty.
She never really had friends, as she believed they would have distracted her from doing her best. Besides, she had no clue how to make friends. Most people were often unnerved by her lack of expression, though some had tried, and usually ended up failing to keep a conversation with her past a few words. She didn't count the boys from the Occult Club as friends; they were more like closer acquaintances. And she sure wasn't going to find any help with making friends from Emil; her younger brother was only slightly less socially awkward than she was. It probably ran in the family or something…
She also found out she was missing something that everyone else in her grade had. A dream. When she was younger, she scoffed at something as immature as a dream. But now she grasped the fact that a dream was like a plan for the future. And she had none. She had become so focused on just her marks, that she had no idea what she wanted when school was all over for good. Like, what courses did she want to take in university, and after that, what job did she want?
She chided herself for doing something so childish, but she created a list of things she wanted a few weeks ago. On it, most of the words were followed by a question mark, like 'Job'. Marriage was completely crossed off, because let's face it, that's way too farfetched. Yet there was one that she certainly wanted.
Change.
She wanted something that would make her world shift, like in those books. Somewhere at the back of her mind she knew that it was juvenile to be thinking like that, because this was real life. But she wanted something to rescue her from this white-on-white world that she was trapped in.
Helene shook her head, glancing at her list, and picked up her book again. 'What's the use?' she thought. 'Nothing's going to happen before graduation…' Her eyes flicked upwards briefly, as it had started raining, before absorbing herself in the novel once again.
~o~
In a matter of moments, Soren found himself caught in the pouring rain. He 'tched', annoyed, but grinned to himself. He supposed it was his own fault he was in this position. But annoying Berwald was totally worth it! Anyway, he had to find a way back home without getting pneumonia or something… Problem was, his home was on the other side of town, and oh look at that, he was flat out broke. He probably dropped his wallet at Berwald's, and there was no way he was going back to the Swede's house in the mood he was in. Plus, no one he knew well lived in this part of town.
He combed back his gravity defying hair with his hand, as the feeble shelter was letting a few drops squeeze through, and getting him wet. Well, the best thing he could do for now was wait for the rain to subside a bit, then run for it until it poured buckets on him again. And that's what he did, but when he stepped out from under his shade, he realized how dark it was now, and how he… kinda couldn't remember his way back home.
Soren quietly cursed himself for his stupidity, and just began walking aimlessly but quickly down the dark streets, illuminated by lamplights, and the water reflecting the light. He was bound to find a place he recognised soon, right?
Though, not soon enough, as the rain resumed its merciless battering on him. Alarmed, he pulled the hood over his head, and sprinted to the nearest house with a cover, almost falling into the mud in the process. He shivered, those few moments of being caught out inevitably drenching him. He looked behind him, noticing that the lights in the house were open. If he was really unlucky today, the residents were grumpy old people who would chase him off their proper- huh?
The door rattled open, and Soren turned around, finding himself face to face with a white-haired boy, just a year or two younger than him. Despite it being late, the boy was still dressed in his school uniform, which Soren noted was that of a private school. Huh, he must have stumbled into the richer part of town by accident. They regarded each other in silence, before the boy calmly closed the door again, to Soren's surprise. Soren went up to the door, and knocked.
"Hey! What was that all about?" he called out, confused. His voice was half drowned out by the rain, but the boy opened the door again. This time, though, there was a chain on the door, and Soren could only see half of his face.
"… Who are you?" the white haired youth asked, looking at him with slight suspicion. "What are you doing on our porch…?"
Soren shrugged. "Sorry, got stranded here by the rain!" he said with a smile, pointing at the curtain of rain behind him. "You don't mind though, right? I'll leave as soon as it clears up."
"… You're dripping," said the boy dully. "You'll get sick… Call your parents…"
Soren facepalmed. "Oh jeez! That's a good idea, why didn't I think of that?" He took out his phone excitedly from his pocket, but found it completely wet and now useless. He sighed, and smiled sheepishly at the boy, holding up his phone. "Uh… Got a bit of a problem here…"
"… Wait a second…" mumbled the boy, shutting the door again. Soren heard rapid footsteps from inside, as though someone was climbing the stairs. Maybe the kid was going to get his parents or something…? Soren took off his hood, to at least try to seem less stranger-y if the boy was really getting his parents. Don't want anyone to mistake him for a thief or something, after all.
~o~
"What do you mean there's a person on our porch?" asked Helene, a bit apprehensive. Why would there be a person out near midnight in this weather? This couldn't be good…
Emil just stared at her, frowning slightly. "It means what it means, systir… He's around our age, and he's soaked to the bone… Plus his phone's dead… Do you think we should let him use our phone…?"
"… You opened the door to a stranger?"
"That's beyond the point…"
"That's a stupid thing to do, lillebror," she said flatly. "We're home alone, and you just open the door to a person who suddenly appears at this time… Didn't they teach you common sense at school? And nei, I don't think we should let that person a step into this house."
"… It's freezing out there… I don't want to see a near dead person outside when I go to school tomorrow…"
She had to admit, she didn't want someone to get deathly sick when they were right, very literally, on her doorstep. She stood up, putting her book down, and walked past Emil. "Fine. He can use the phone, but he better leave immediately after. But first, I will see if he is fit to be inside this house." She walked down the stairs and looked around, before she put her hand on the doorknob. She wanted to make sure there was something around that she could use as a makeshift weapon, if whoever was out there turned out to be dangerous.
Finally, she twisted the doorknob, and opened the door, but not fully as the chain was still in place.
"Hallo?"
Author's Note: In terms of fanfiction, it's short and boring I know… Least it wasn't long and boring 8D But hey, I finished this at midnight, so cut me some slack OTL Now excuse me, I have a headache, so… Tell me if you think I should bring out chapter 2, mkay? :3
