"Hey, hey, can you spot it ?"

"You're annoying, we can't focus."

Norway pushed away the Dane who was hiding the board from him and took a look at it.

"Here ! Flight N3155 to Stockholm, gate 4 !" claimed Finland.

Finland, Sealand, Denmark, Norway and Iceland headed towards the gate.

They had decided to pay a visit to Sweden and take a holiday with him at his home. Of course, the tall blonde wasn't aware of it. "Too much work." he had said when Finland suggested to go on vacation all together. "Well, if he won't come with us, then we'll come to him !" declared Denmark. So here they were, trying to find their way in a crowded airport.

They finally managed to reach the gate, once the usual controls before boarding passed.

"Guys ! Where are your seats ?" asked the loud blond while they were waiting for the boarding to begin. He shoved off his boarding pass, joined by the others. Iceland reluctantly removed his headphones and did the same. It appeared that Lukas, Tino and Peter were on the same row while Matthias and Emil were on another.

"Why do i have to sit next to you ?" complained the young boy. "Anyway, I'm taking the window." he anticipated, unbending.

"Hey, that's not fair !" tried to object Matthias in a wasted effort.

Once they got to their places on the plane, Tino noticed something was missing.

"Emil" he asked bending over the seats "where did you leave Mr. Puffin ?"

"Oh, I did not leave him anywhere." he answered, pointing at the males over their head.

"Don't tell me you..."

"It's okay, he has some space and there are holes. Hey, i couldn't just let him on his own at home for so long !" he added to everyone's surprise.

They got interrupted by the captain's voice greeting them. Emil didn't pay much attention to his speech and cast a glance at the person next to Denmark. It was a pretty young girl, looking sweet and calm. "I kinda feel sorry for her for having the wrong seat..." he thought, grabbing and unzipping his backpack. He took a travel pillow out of it and rested his head on it. Comfy. Until Denmark opened his damn mouth again.

"Really Ice ? You seriously brought one of these with ya ? Hey Norge, look at your bro !" he yelled, greeted with a "Be quiet !" from his friends and a discreet laugher from the girl next seat.

Emil sighed and decided to ignore him. The trip promised to be lengthy...