To - Rapporterer
Two - Report

Eiríkur was really concerned about his brother.

Usually when Lukas picked him up from school (he really needed to get his own car) the Norwegian would endlessly ask him questions about how his day went and just plain out annoy him enough for him to threaten to get out and walk home, at which point the twenty-one year old would smirk and tell him something interesting that happened that day at work, or complain about how boring it was. He wouldn't ever admit it, but he actually enjoyed the routine they went through most every day, and it helped him get a glimpse into his brother's mood, something that could be difficult sometimes.

So seeing Lukas idly staring out of the windshield and not even look at him when he got into the car set off Eiríkur's internal alarm.

"Okay, what the heck is going on?" the younger man asked, unable to stop the concern he felt from leaking into his voice.

At least it caught Lukas' attention. "Sorry, I did not hear you come in, little brother," he said, looking over at him. "How was school?"

"As stupid and pointless as always, of course. I can't wait until I get done in two days," the silver-haired teen said, rolling his eyes.

To his surprise and shock, the Norwegian just nodded and looked back out the windshield at the car in front of them. "Okay, what the heck is going on?" he snapped, causing Lukas' eyes to snap back to him in surprise. "Usually you're annoying the crap out of me the moment I open the door. You're not. Segðu mér hað gerðist."

Lukas looked at him. "You must be concerned. You switched to your favorite language."

"I didn't even notice..." Eiríkur said, surprised.

While he'd been born here in Norway, he had always been fascinated with Iceland. He didn't remember when it had started, though Lukas said that he remembered him getting excited over seeing pictures of puffins when he was three. He didn't think that was a good indication, however- there were plenty of puffins in other countries, not just Iceland. He could even find some here in Norway if he wanted to.

While he didn't know when exactly it had started, Eiríkur did know it intensified after they went on a trip to the country when he was seven and Lukas was nine. He couldn't explain why he was so drawn to Iceland, but he was.

Lukas seemed to be very amused by his infatuation with the Nordic country. It wasn't that he didn't like Iceland- it was the complete opposite, actually, considering the amount of nature photos from there he had on both his camera and computer- he just didn't understand why he was so attached. The self-proclaimed Icelander had just shot back that he was an extremely patriotic Norwegian for reasons he couldn't explain. Despite that, Lukas had managed to get someone to teach both of them Icelandic, which Eiríkur had been startlingly good at and liked to use in general conversation, causing his brother to tease him about it being his favorite language.

Shaking his head to get rid of the memories, Eiríkur said, "Whatever. Just tell me."

Lukas grimaced. Sighing, he said, "Two guys- a Dane and a Swede, judging by their accents-"

"Sorry for interrupting, but a Dane and a Swede? Together?"

"There was enough similarities between them for them to be siblings or cousins."

"Ah. Continue on."

"The point is... it just seemed... like I knew them, or at least should... but I know that I have never seen them before..." the Norwegian haltingly said, apparently not sure how to phrase his feelings.

The Icelander frowned. "Are you sure? You could be mistaking them for someone you do know."

Lukas snorted. "The Swede, possibly. I could never mistake the Dane for someone else due to his ridiculous hair." He sighed, then continued, "They were also talking in German. I am not fluent, and I could not hear them that well, but it sounded like... they were talking about me after I said something."

"Please tell me you didn't tell anyone about seeing trolls again."

That got him lightly slapped on the back of the head. "Of course I did not. Besides, you can see them too. You cannot say anything.

"Anyway, if I am correct, they said something along the lines of 'did we just find', 'don't want to scare him', and I think something about not wanting him to run off. What is more... they said sleipur instead of eisig for the word 'icy'."

Eiríkur was surprised. The fact that they spoke German wasn't surprising. The fact that they seemingly knew at least a little Icelandic was. As for the possibly correct translations... "Are you sure you heard them correctly?"

"Yes."

"That's... not good..."

"Thank you for the wonderful insight you have just provided."

They both jumped upon hearing the car behind them honk their horn. Lukas just rolled his eyes as he pulled into the road and started driving towards their apartment.

After a moment, Eiríkur said, "At least you'll probably never see them again."

He rightfully flinched upon seeing his brother shoot a glare at him. "Thank you for jinxing me even further."

Mikkel glared at Berwald the entire walk back to their hotel. He would've stopped if the Swede would have said anything, but he didn't.

Finally, after heading back to their room and after setting up their laptop so they could talk to their siblings, Berwald finally asked, "You still mad at me?"

"I could've caught him!" the Dane whined. "Don't roll your eyes at me!"

Berwald just sighed and turned on the laptop before navigating to the program they had managed to set up to keep unwanted eyes from seeing their conversations. That done, he finally turned to him and said, "Idiot. Wouldn't bail you out from jail."

"Meanie!"

"Ludwig, Gilbert, and Vash are on," the Swede said, not even bothering to point out how pathetic that 'insult' was.

"Cool! Maybe they've found someone!" the Dane said as he watched him make the final preparations for the broadcast.

"-told you they wouldn't be in Sicily," they heard Vash say as the webcam started.

"I told him that," Ludwig sighed. "He wouldn't shut up until I agreed to look there."

"I wanted to visit the beaches!" Gilbert beamed.

"...You got sunburned within five minutes and spent the rest of the week whining."

"N-no I didn't!" Apparently looking for any type of distraction, Gilbert finally noticed the two Scandinavians had joined them. "AWESOME DANISH BRO MIKKEL! And Berwald. Hi guys!"

"Hej Awesome Prussian Bro Gilbert! And Ludwig and Vash."

The three younger siblings all sighed at the exact same time. After a moment, Berwald asked, "Where're Aneta and Roderich?

"I got a message from Aneta earlier," Ludwig answered. "She is on a train to Warsaw and can't connect until later."

"She's just now leaving for Poland?" Mikkel asked in surprise.

"She was in Slovakia, trying to see if a personification for that country had been born. Before you ask, she has not said anything either way, so I do not know. She's probably keeping quiet if she did for his or her sake, though."

"Mr. 'I'm in love with my piano' just texted me," Vash said, speaking up. "He apparently found a lead on Erzsébet."

"That's great!" Prussia exclaimed. "Well, the fact that he found a lead is great. I'm not looking forward to the frying pan of doom, though."

Ludwig sighed. "Brother, if you don't like it, why don't you stop antagonizing her and Roderich?"

"It's too much fun to stop!"

"We found Lukas and Eiríkur," Berwald cut in, catching the other three Germanic's attentions.

"Better then the three of us," Ludwig muttered.

Mikkel looked at the Swede in confusion. "Wait, we've only seen Lukas."

"Said he was leaving to get Eiríkur."

"Oh yeah... I forgot about that... I was just shocked that we actually found them, to be honest."

"You've talked to him?" Vash asked.

"Well... not exactly..."

"No."

Mikkel glared at the Swede. "You don't have to say it so bluntly! Anyway, we know where he works, so we have a start at least."

"That is very good," Ludwig said. "That reminds me... Vash, did you find anything in your search?"

In addition to looking for Lili, the Swiss man was also trying to find any reason why they had been reborn. None of them were putting much hope into his search, though.

"I did hear someone talking about a girl that might be Lili yesterday, but I have not been able to confirm it yet. As for figuring out what happened... nothing."

They all sighed. "Why didn't Vati just tell us what happened?" Gilbert asked.

"He didn't know," Berwald reminded him, a hint of venom in his voice as he glared at his eldest sibling.

The Prussian held his hands up in surrender. "I didn't mean it like that!"

"There was a group that was disbanded by the US government that was looking into so-called 'super humans' and was thought to be a terrorist organization due to some of their practices," Vash admitted, also glaring at Gilbert. "However, that was in 1997, seven years after whatever happened in that emergency meeting happened."

"Still look into it," Ludwig told him. "It is the only lead we've found so far. It may be the only lead we'll get if Lukas and Eiríkur don't know anything when they wake up."

"Fine. I'll also see if I found Lili and decide whether or not to wake her up. I'll get back to you later."

"Great! Now come on, Luddy! I have to beat you in Mario Kart!"

"Wait, Bro-"

The remaining three blinked in unison as Gilbert turned off their broadcast. "Well... I will contact you later if I find anything. Goodbye." On that note, Vash shut of his laptop.

"That was disappointing," Mikkel muttered.

"What'd you expect?" Berwald asked.

"Something," Mikkel admitted. "I mean, we've been looking for close to four months now, since February. I don't get it."

"Europe is fairly big," the Swede pointed out. "Takes awhile to look through it."

"True..." the Dane sighed, throwing himself onto the hotel bed. "Oh, these are actually soft mattresses! Jeg elsker dig Trondheim!"

As he cuddled with the bed and made some... interesting noises, Berwald sighed and took out a notepad. Getting sick of hearing the noises his brother was making, he threw the empty pen at him, causing the Dane to scream in exaggerated pain. "Stop loving the bed and help me brainstorm."

"That hurt Berry!"

Berwald just turned and glared at Mikkel, causing him to flinch and attempt to build a wall pillows. "Kalla mig inte 'Berry'," he hissed.

"I won't! I won't! I promise!"

"You keep saying that..."

Translations:

Segðu mér hvað gerðist. (Icelandic) - Tell me what happened.

Sleipur (Icelandic) - Icy

Eisig (German) - Icy

Hej (Danish) - Hi

Vati (German) - Daddy (Yes, their dad is who you probably think it is. It's a long story and will be brought up later.)

Jeg elsker dig Trondheim (Danish) - I love you Trondheim

Kalla mig inte 'Berry' (Swedish) - Do not call me 'Berry'

Why are Mikkel and Gilbert so good at not letting me write a purely serious scene? Granted, it wasn't really important for it to be, but still...

Anyway, in case you didn't completely understand what's going on, the Germanics split up after their father's death to look for some of the other countries. Mikkel and Berwald obviously looked for and have found Lukas and Eiríkur. Ludwig and Gilbert are looking for the Italies (yes, plural; if Gilbert's still here so is Romano), Vash is looking for both Lili and possible information about what caused them to be reborn, Roderich is looking for Erzsébet (Hungary), and Aneta was trying to find out if Slovakia had been born and is now heading to look for Poland.

If any of you guys caught it, yes, Eiríkur is two years younger than Lukas, which means he's about to turn 19. I'm throwing the poor Icelander a bone here. Or am I? Maybe whenever they find America and Canada they'll turn out to be in their twenties... :P

Also, don't expect to see an update this quick again.

Abc: Thanks! Seeing as canon!Czech is just Hima writing a couple notes about her and I don't think there's even a sketch like there is for the rest of the UK, I wish there was more to go off of. That way if the character offends someone it's not my fault. (If someone from the Czech Republic would like to comment and help it would be appreciated. I have a character idea based on different fan made ones I've seen, but I am open to ideas and will welcome them.)

Edit: So, I didn't know about the new strips... I feel like an idiot now... Anyone know how often I should look for new scantations to hopefully prevent this from happening? (At least Czech is a girl and somewhat like I thought... though I'm kind of screwed with Slovakia in this... Oh well. This is an AU anyway. I'll just have to keep this in mind from now on.)

In other news, Slovakia might become one of my favorite characters if he keeps acting like he does. And Czech's hair is pretty.