~Back at the Nordic household~
Berwald pulled the car into the driveway. Tino and himself had just gotten back from a world meeting.
"I hope that Peter isn't scared." Tino said. Berwald could tell that he was a bit nervous. The meeting went about an hour longer than it should have. Tino walked in the door.
"Peter we're home!" He exclaimed. The Finnish man got a bit nervous when he didn't get a response.
"PETER," No response. Tino ran back outside to Berwald who was getting his paperwork out of the back.
"Berwald," Tino said fighting back tears, but he could feel them rolling down his cheeks.
"Wh't's wr'ng T'n'?" Berwald questioned.
"P-peter wasn't i-inside." Tino choked out. Berwald pulled Tino into a tight embrace.
"H' probably j'st d'dn't hear you." Berwald said. He pulled away from the hug and walked inside.
"P'T'R." Berwald yelled. He got no response.
"P'T'R, 'F YOU'RE PLAYING 'TS N'T FUNNY. T'N'S WORRIED S'CK!" He yells. He decided to look around the house. After he thought he checked everywhere he remembered the garage. 'Please be in here,' Berwald thought as he walked around the garage. He looked around and noticed something was missing. 'Peter's bike, but I told him not to leave the house.' Berwald though.
"T'n'." Berwald said.
"Yes Su-san?" Tino asked, tears still streaming down his face.
"I think th't h' may h'v' went t' th' park." He said motioning to the place where Peter's bike is usually parked.
"Let's go then," Tino said, anxious to find Peter.
~At the Park~
"I found his bike!" Tino said to Berwald. Berwald walked over to the bike. There was a word lock on it. 'A four letter word?' Berwald thought. He started to try letters. J- click E- click R- click K- click. The bike was now unlocked. Berwald lifted it up and tossed it into the back of the car. Tino was looking at a nearby bench for some reason so Berwald decided to go and check on him. When he looked at the bench he saw a piece of blonde hair that was the exact same shade as Peter's, but he also saw a strawberry blonde piece, a red-brown piece, a dirty blonde piece, and a pale blonde piece. Berwald repeatedly looked at the pieces of hair, and then something clicked.
"2ps," Berwald said in a voice that was barely audible.
"What?" Tino questioned.
"At the meeting Germany said something about the 2ps. The 2ps took Peter." Berwald said.
A few tears streamed down Tino's face, but he couldn't hold back anymore. The Finnish man cried into Berwald's shirt.
"I promise th't 'll find him." Berwald said. It started to pour rain.
