Wow. I'm surprised at how well this is doing. You all rock!

And a special thanks to Karalora for pointing out the obvious which I missed.

Hetalia:

HDenmark

HNorway

HIceland

HSweden

HFinland

Scandinavia and the World:

SWDenmark

SWNorway

SWIceland

SWSweden

SWFinland

"This is so cool... and freaky at the same time," HDenmark spoke with fascination. "I mean, I'm me, but.. you're me too?" he almost asked.

"I was thinking that too," SWDenmark scratched at his head, ruffling his untamed, dirty blond hair. "Quick! What am I thinking of right now!?"

"Denmark," SWSweden began with an exasperated sigh. "These guys are us... apparently," he looked a bit unsure, scrutinizing them through his round framed glasses. "Not psychics."

"But he's me," SWDenmark reasoned. "So he has to be thinking the same thing since we're the same person. It's like turning two TVs on the same channel. Or twins!" The blond gasped with round eyes, staring at his counterpart hopefully. "I've always wanted a twin."

"Don't you have sister Denmark?" SWSweden deadpanned.

"Excuse me. She has lady parts. I do not, thank you." SWDenmark rose his hand as if to say "talk to it" and turned his head away as if insulted while SWSweden just glared at his stupidity.

"And he's Finland?" HDenmark pointed to the grumpy looking Nordic, smart enough to tell by the shirt the man had on.

"Yes." SWSweden tried to calm himself when he talked to the other Denmark. Surely he wouldn't be as frustrating to talk-

"Are you sure?" HDenmark asked dumbly, his finger getting closer to the scowling man who began to growl.

"Yes... we're sure." Sweden reaffirmed, openly palming his face with his hand. Denmark would be Denmark anywhere, he guessed.

"And you're... really Sweden?" HFinland chipped in to inquire uncertainly as he looked at SWSweden. All of the Parallel Nordics sported shirts with the design of the national flags that could only be assumed to label which country they were, but the he still couldn't help but wonder. Yet, he still got that vibe every nation got when seeing other nations and the man felt just like Sweden, who stood close beside the Finlander. Also, this man really did look like Su-san, he supposed. Except less... intimidating.

"Yes," the intellectual looking man spoke, staring at HFinland. Something felt familiar about the short man to him, but also lacked something. Like eating cake without frosting. Something essential was missing.

"Hi, so who are you guys? As in which one of us," SWNorway, a curly haired blond with a small patch-like beard, smiled curiously. He thought it'd be more polite to ask than simply guess based on the very confusing array of presences he and everyone else was getting in the room from each other.

Meanwhile, SW Iceland looked friendly, wearing a blue tinted visor and had hair so blond it almost appeared white. He was also curious about the nations that appeared to be them. SWFinland, on the other hand, with his blended goatee and mustache, seemed to have his face stuck in a permanent scowl with the rest of his face, acting like he didn't care to be in the room with them in the least. Though the smallest hint of intrigue was made known on his face, staring at them while wondering if he was drunk or something.

There was a silence at first from the HNordics as all of them were a bewildered at seeing their counterparts (HDenmark making it the most painstakingly obvious with a weak finger raised as he gaped slightly in confusion), but the most attention from them was directed at the Finlands and the vast differences between the two.

"Uh," HFinland tried not to be rude and stare at his counterpart, but even keeping his usual polite smile was increasingly difficult when every time he glanced over at SWFinland he was only met with a glaringly disgruntled frown. 'It's okay, it's okay. He's not as scary as Su-san,' HFinland tried to placate himself to believe his own parallel wasn't unnerving him. Although, believing this man was him in any way, shape or form was hard enough to take on it's own and in the back of his mind the Finlander severely questioned if it were true.

Being the most talkative of the HNordics, HFinalnd answered, "Well, you already know Denmark. This is our Sweden," he pointed to the tall stoic man, "Iceland," the younger Nordic made a face, frowning as if he didn't believe their situation in the slightest, "Norway," soulless eyes stared at the them," and I'm Finland." The shortest Nordic smiled a bit forcefully.

Except for SWFinland (who always looked like he was about to shoot someone in the face) the Parallel SWNordics frowned uncomfortably, a little discouraged by most of the HNordic's less than welcoming dispositions. The last statement then caught their attention and their eyes widened at HFinland.

"You're Finland!?" SWDenmark blurted out first.

"You're..." Sweden's eye twitched.

"Finland!" SWDenmark shouted in shock once again.

Even SWFinland had to raise an eyebrow at HFinland. Out of all the pairs, the Finlands seemed to be the most completely opposite of each other, not only in looks, but in a certain sense of their character.

HFinland blinked as the four suddenly shuffle back in alarm like Finland was a bomb about to go off at any second (which was just what they worried about despite his rather innocent and gentle appearance). They stared at him with anxious uncertainty in their eyes and HFinland had to instinctively look behind him to make sure Russia wasn't there, suppressing a yelp of terror at the thought.

This reminded him all too much of his times with the unstable nation and when HFinland would sneak away from him during a world meeting. Eventually the nation would find him, almost materializing himself behind the poor Nordic and strike fearful upset into the hearts of the people he was with with his ominous aura and talk of "Becoming one with Mother Russia."

Needless to say, HFinland didn't make very many friends of his own in those days.

He was brought of out his scrambled musings as SWDenmark spoke carefully from their place across the room. "You... you don't have a knife on you...? Do you?"

Don't worry, better reactions to their counterpart will come, but for now I just wanted to get the introductions done. This may not be the most linear fic so there will be a lot of instances where stuff just happens. I just needed to set up their crossing existences first.

Thanks to: Catsdon'tcry, Karalora and Asterisk

Asterisk: You are not a bad person. I just meant the first as in I don't think a story where all the Nordics from both sides meeting each other has been created yet. At least not on this website. Thank you and I'm happy you and others are excited about this.