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Chapter three

It was not until night time that Norway awoke, and by that time Ans was too tired to willingly be dragged from store to store to buy things. Due to this, Norway simply led her to the spare bed room and gave her a t-shirt to use as an impromptu nightgown. He then helped her reach some fresher linen for the bed and watched as she changed it, unable to help because of his injured arm. After the bed was set and Ans was ready for sleep, she crawled into the average-sized bed and pulled the blankets up to her nose; only to then reluctantly move them slightly to allow her fox-like friend to burrow under the covers and next to her.

"Does she have a name?" Norway asked, motioning towards the blue fox.

Ans paused for a moment before saying, "I just call her Kitsy. Does your troll have a name?"

Norway paused slightly before saying, "Trolls are very conscious of the power names hold, so he would not want me to tell you."

Ans huffed slightly at not being given a better answer, but said no more. Norway then lightly kissed her head and said, "Good night, Ans. We'll go shopping tomorrow."

Ans nodded to this and closed her eyes, instinctually turning so that she could hug Kitsy as if she was a plush toy. Norway smiled slightly at the scene; he had forgotten how much he enjoyed having children around to care for. He then quietly closed the door and headed for his own bedroom.


The next morning, Norway and Ans were awoken to the noise of Denmark banging on the front door. After Norway fell asleep yesterday afternoon, the other Nordics had left for their own homes, but had returned early for the sole purpose of helping Norway with picking things out for Ans. Upset about being pulled from his sleep, Norway went to the front door, opened it, and punched the loud Dane in the mouth.

Ans had reached the scene shortly after the punch, giving out a slight yawn which caught the other's attention. Finland was the first to say, "Good morning Ans, how are you today?"

"Fine, why are you guys back so soon?" Ans asked while rubbing an eye.

"Fig'red we'd make an ev'nt out of shoppin' for ya," Sweden answered. Ans gave him an unsure look before nodding her head. In all honesty, out of all of her new uncles the tall, scarier, usually quiet one concerned her the most.

"And if we leave now we can stop for breakfast," Denmark said happily, earning an unhappy glance from Norway.

Norway let his glance go, however, and said, "Alright, fine. Just give us a couple minutes to get dressed and ready."

With this said, Norway and Ans headed up to their rooms to change while the others gathered into the living room to wait for them. Several minutes later, the two of them joined the group and headed out the door.

After a quick stop for breakfast they headed for the first store; IKEA. Before entering the building Norway asked what was wrong with the furniture already in his daughter's new room, but Sweden and Finland quickly pointed out that Ans may want some new furniture or to have the room repainted or something. Norway thought the idea over for a second before accepting the idea and entering the store with the others.

Once in the store, the group began to wander down aisle after aisle while looking for anything that the young girl might want. This mainly included Denmark picking up anything he thought was girly, Finland picking up anything he thought was cute, Norway and Iceland looking for things which would be more practical and Sweden simply looking at what was in stock.

After what felt like forever, they moved past the curtains and bathroom accessories and reached the bedroom section. In this section while Ans and Norway were looking at a new table lamp, Denmark appeared with a comfortable he took from its case and yelled, "Hey Princess, check this out! You know you like it."

Ans stared at the comforter, trying to look past the nickname and gave an unimpressed glance at the fabric. It was pink, purple and green, decorated with yellow crowns and stars. She then looked to Norway, as if asking him for help. In response he simply said, "He's an idiot, just remember that. Perhaps if you simply ignore him he'll leave you alone at least."

Denmark pouted when he heard this and said, "Oh come on, I'm only trying to help! You could at least consider it."

"But I don't want that comforter," Ans bluntly said only to watch Denmark look as if in pain because of it. She then continued, "I want something like…that! I want that!"

For the last part of her sentence, Norway and Denmark looked at a comforter Iceland had picked up. It was plainer and from the adult's section, looking more like a quilt than a comforter. Upon seeing the comforter, Ans rushed up to Iceland and reached up for it; a large smile on her face from seeing it.

"You want this one?" Norway asked to be sure. In response Ans nodded and said, "Ya, it reminds me of the comforter my mom had on her bed. It was my favorite."

The others paused at this for a moment before Norway smiled slightly and patted her head while saying, "If that's the case then of course you can have it."

Ans smiled more at this and held the comforter tightly, only to then roll her eyes when Denmark said, "But it's so boring looking. You should get something cool or at least get one of the matching things for the one I showed you."

"Fine, if it'll make you happy and quiet I'll pick get something that matched that ugly comforter," Ans conceded while grabbing a black and pink throw pillow with a white star on it, hoping that he would then allow her to choose things that she wanted.

The consolation worked throughout the rest of the time in the store, which was hard for him when it came to picking out new paints for the room's walls, only to then re-emerge when it came to clothes and later toy shopping. Much to Denmark's pleasure he was actually able to talk her and Norway into some outfits with the help of Finland and occasionally Sweden, only to then be told to take her to the toy section and help her look for toys.

By the time that they were finished with all of this shopping it was already around lunch time, so the group stopped for lunch before returning to the house to help renovate the generic spare bedroom into the little girl's room. All six of them worked for the next several hours on it, and by the evening the room looked more like something which would be used often. Also by that time, Ans had grown tired from the active day and decided to get ready for bed while the others talked.

Before she could go and try the newly finished room out for the night, the others spotted her; causing Sweden to call out, "Night, Pr'ncess."

Ans sighed slightly at yet another uncle calling her the nickname, starting to wonder if it was going to stick, before turning around and saying, "Good night."

She could see Denmark jump out of his seat and start to rush up to her to give a good-night hug, but Norway stopped him by grabbing the back of his shirt and pulling him to the ground; causing the other three to laugh at the scene and Ans to give a tired smile. Less than a year ago she had only her mother for family, but now she had a father and four uncles which seemed to be rather interested in her well being. This brought with it new feelings of slight enthusiasm at the idea of having a new life and concern for what led ahead of her.

She yawned before giving the second feeling too much thought, simply pushing it off as yet another new idea which she would need to get used to. With this she retreated back to the room which still smelled slightly of fresh paint and promptly fell asleep.

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