Emil looked around with eyes bigger than basketballs. ''Where did you find all this?'' he asked, almost drooling from all the licorice Tino had led him to.

The Finnish man chuckled. ''Yeah, I stumbled across this place when I was trying to take a shortcut to the car once. It a strange spot for this kind of shop, but I thought you might like it so tadaa!'' he explained with a big smile on his face.

Surrounding the three nations, were walls with licorice. Literally every wall had some kind of licorice-product on it. Tino instantly found his Salmiakki, a popular candy from Finland, while Emil and Peter were looking around in wonder. Emil was even drooling a little bit by now.

Tino grabbed two packages of Salmiakki and then turned around to face the other two. ''Just grab whatever you like, Emil. It's on me this time.'' He tilted his head slightly and showed the Icelander a smile that reminded him of a kitten from a random cartoon.

After hearing he could just choose whatever he would like, without his brother criticizing him and telling him to put it back, Emil shot forward to choose something delicious from the many choices.

~0o0~

The three non-Scandinavians returned a few hours later than expected. When Tino parked the car in the garage all Nordics shared with one another, Lukas was already spotted behind a window, waiting for his brother, Tino and Peter to arrive. Peter almost leapt out of the car and ran back outside into the snow to make a snowangel. The Finn and Icelander watched him, chuckling quietly. Emil joined him after a few seconds of looking at Peter, who was busy making more snowangels by then. The youngest Nordic almost belly-flopped into the snow, right next to Peter and made a snowangel for himself as well. Once his somewhat childish side started to get to the surface, there would be no stopping Emil. He would usually keep his calm and somewhat wise-for-a-teenager composure, when his answers and statements would always be based on logic, just like those that came from his older brother. When he felt himself slowly letting go of that behavior, his personality changed drastically. Berwald had once stated that his mood-swings could be caused by his volcanoes, which often caused him to get very aggressive and dangerous whenever one of them erupted. Another cause could be that Emil would be affected by the hormones that were still raging through his teenage body. Every Nordic behaved a little different when they were in their teens. Mathias would often experience episodes of sadness, Lukas could burst out in loud laughter from time to time, Berwald's voice would constantly crack and Tino would often get aggressive in a matter of seconds. For decades, a rumor about him killing random people in these fits of anger would not leave him alone. The rumors had gotten lost in time by now, as people passed away and stories turned into legends.

All of a sudden, a Norwegian with flailing arms came running outside, followed by a hyperactive Mathias.

''C'mon, Norge!'' he shouted, laughing, ''You can't hide from me!''
The Dane quickly got into close range of Lukas and leapt forward to tackle his lover to the ground.

Said loved groaned because of the heavy weight that was launched on top of him and gathered a ball of snow in his slender hands to slap Mathias in the face. As expected, Mathias rolled to the side, laughing like a maniac, and started to wipe the melting snow out of his face and hair.

Grinning, he looked up at Lukas, who had jumped to his feet again and was now walking away from him.
''You're going to regret that,'' he whispered, smirking like a psychopath.

Tino started laughing as well, walking up to his Norwegian friend to put a hand on his shoulder. ''You'd better start running right now. He's fast, remember?'' A smirk spread across his face as Lukas nodded and shot away like a deer running from a wolf. A nice try, but almost impossible to end well for the deer, or Lukas, in this case.
Tino himself let out a high-pitched scream when he was grabbed from behind. Reaching behind him, he felt Berwalds glasses touching his fingertips.
''Holy- Berwald! Do you want to give me a heart attack?!'' he screamed, trying to sound angry but failing miserably when he couldn't hide a smile anymore.

The Swede hummed, amused by the Finn's feminine ways. ''Maybe.. As long as I get to be the one who makes it beat again,'' he whispered, burying his nose in the others satin-like locks.

''Look who's in a flirty mood today,'' the much smaller Nordic added, leaning back against his husband, who had his hands wrapped around Tino's waist.
Berwald just shrugged and didn't say a single word after that.

A shout came from somewhere behind the couple. ''Oh my God, Lukas! I'm not a wall!'' Emil screamed as Lukas tried to avoid Mathias by hiding behind his little brother.

Mathias chuckled at that.
''He's right, you know? So why don't you just step away from him and face defeat?'' the Dane proposed, his voice dangerously sweet.

''Never!'' the Norwegian man shouted dramatically as he grabbed his brother's shoulders a little tighter.

Mathias just smirked at that. ''Never saw you as the pussy of the whole gang. Honestly, I thought that might have been little Emil of Tino. But you? That's new.''

''Hey!'' Emil and Tino shouted at the same time.

Lukas send Mathias an angry look. ''Do you want me to turn you into something even uglier than yourself?'' he asked. That made Mathias surrender, at last.

''Okay, okay. I'm sorry!''

~0o0~

After dinner, everyone had found a spot for themselves. Berwald and Tino had curled up on the couch together, watching some kind of Swedish show, Lukas had picked up his favorite book, Emil was listening to music while staring out of the window and Mathias and Peter were playing a game together.

''Damnit! You won again!'' Mathias exclaimed, slamming his hands on the table. Peter chuckled.

Tino turned his head to wink at his adopted son. ''Just like we taught you'' he grinned and gave Peter the thumbs up.

''What do you mean you taught him?! That's cheating!'' Mathias almost screamed. He didn't take losing a game too well.

Now Lukas looked up from his book. ''Not exactly,'' he chuckled.

''It is!'' Mathias exclaimed, trying to defend himself.

Now Emil got involved as well. He paused his music and took off his headphones. ''Can you keep it down? I can still hear everything you're saying even without my volume at its loudest.''

Mathias sighed. ''It's just not fair that Tino taught his all his stupid little tricks to win from me, don't you think?'' he asked the Icelander.

The teenager shrugged. ''That's what Lukas did as well,'' he mumbled and took a quick glance at his brother.

''Wha- You too?!'' Mathias shouted, getting desperate because he was losing the discussion.

''You're an even worse loser than Tino, if you ask me. It's funny,'' he explained, his voice never showing any sign of emotion.

''I don't think that's true,'' Mathias said in his normal voice, smirking at the Finnish man on the couch, who glared at the Dane in response.

Next chapter will be a flashback about everyone's favorite Finn losing a game and going insane and from there this stories chapters will be stories about funny/sad/romantic things that have happened in the Nordic household.

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I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and hopefully we'll see each other in the next chapter~!

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