Authors note: None of the Hettalia characters belong to me. They belong to their respected owner, Funimation. The original characters belong to me.
Dearg and Gorm
by
Oracle602
Chapter 3
Alfred looks about himself munching on the mini cheeseburger. Ouch. Looks down and sees a blonde girl looking up at him with a heavy frown on her face. What?
You took my cheeseburger. That was MINE! Brianna glares at the personification of her own country. She raises her hand, Sand Storm! Alfred finds him self stuck on the ceiling being pinned by a blast of sand and air.
What is that? Peter asked blinking looking up at the whirling tornado of sand pinning Alfred to the ceiling.
She sat down and at the rest of her cheeseburgers, as well as the other stuff on her plate. Completely paying attention only to her food and not the man she stuck on the roof of the room.
Aaron watched Brianna kick Alfred in the shin and than pin him to the ceiling with a sand storm. The whirling sand was not disturbing anything else in the room. Very odd indeed, for the sand storm to behave in such a way. There must be something more afoot than the countries being trapped. Aaron hoped they would be able to unravel it before they all got in trouble.
Peter, it is magic. Aaron stated to calm the younger country. Peter nods and still stares up at Alfred on the ceiling.
Arthur looks at Alfred on the ceiling and Brianna eating her food. He shakes his head. I suppose that is one way to defend one's food. He looks up at Alfred. You really should not have taken her food old chap was a bit rude.
Tell her to let me down! Alfred shouted.
Sorry cannot hear you over the wind. Arthur said though he could hear him just fine. He rubbed his ear. No hear you! He yells a bit louder.
Meanwhile the other counties gather under the sand storm blast that is currently holding up Alfred. They all look up at the blonde man stuck to the roof. They were trying to decide if they were amused or horrified.
Ivan stood next to Llewella and Arthur. That is not going to end well, da.
No, he will have a soft landing though. Llewella said to the two standing next to her. They are gonna hurt though. If I remember right he is no light weight. More of a dead weight I do believe.
Ivan nodded. He's fallen on me. No picnic. Will be amusing to see them get flattened. They made fun of me when Alfred landed and flattened me.
All of a sudden the sandstorm stopped Alfred dropped like a rock. The other countries eyes widened and they could not move out of the way fast enough. Alfred landed on them.
Llewella looks over at her brother. Start healing.
Llewella walked over to Alfred. Get up and go over to the table. She points over to the dining room. Across the hall in the dining room on the table was a buffet of food. The table seemed to groan under the weight of the food mass that was on it.
Alfred dashes off into the dining room and starts chowing down. He is inhaling his food like it will disappear at any moment.
Aaron looks at his sister as he heals the other countries of their broken bones or bruises. This is why you had me put the buffet together?
Yep. Llewella stated. You have this fatal flaw with staring at any magic Bri does. It gets you hurt almost every time. I did not want to have to tell mother you got hurt because you were being an idiot. Llewella sighed. Plus than I get grounded because you were stupid and I am somehow supposed to negate you being stupid. She looks up at the heavens as if asking what did she do to deserve such a fate.
Arthur patted her shoulder. It will be alright. Eventually your mother will figure out you cannot control your brother.
I hope so! Llewella nodded her head. It be nice.
You had to feed him. He stole my food! Brianna stated grumpy. She glared at the now scarfing Alfred.
Thud! Brianna frowns as something falls on her head. She reaches up and picks up something. Bringing it around she realizes it has purple panties on it's head. She plucks the panties off and hands them to Llewella, who hides them in her pocket turning a bit pink. She realizes what it is, as a hail of mucchi's rains on everyone's head.
She squeezes it. It squeaks at her. It has a bit of a blond tuff and glasses on it's head. She turns and sees Alfred is not paying attention. You about to help me with a little more revenge for stealing my cheeseburger. He should be grabbing one right now. She smirks and that calls out. Hey Alfred. He turns and gets a face full of mucchi. The mucchi steals the cheeseburger Alfred was about to eat as he continues to fly past and land gentlemanly in a chair.
Ivan watches as the pink scarfed mucchi that belonged to him para-trooped himself on Llewella's shoulder. Oh hi there. Llewella said with a smile, some what startled. I suppose a gentle landing it better than what they all got.
The other mucchis landed on the various different countries and the mucchis were all squeaking and looking just fine. They bounced and their countries groaned, just having recovered from Alfred's fall.
Llewella looks up and sees one mucchi holding on to her carpetbag's handle. She walks under it. She and Brianna both go over to where the carpetbag is on the ceiling. Llewella takes out a purple scarf she hands two ends to Brianna they stretch it out the scarf becomes Purple and tan.
You can let go now. We will catch you. Brianna calls out. The mucchi lets go and he lands softly in the scarf.
I think it is Arthur's Llewella said. See the top hat.
He is green eyed too. Brianna smiled both girls looked at the mucchi.
He is soooo cute! They both squee. England's mucchi's green eyes widened as he suddenly got hugged in the middle of two girls. Brianna carries him over to Arthur and hands the mucchi to him.
No Brianna, I think for the moment he wants to stay with you. Arthur smiles at her. He will come back to me when he wants too.
Brianna nods and puts the English mucchi on her shoulder.
I would say there were three smart ones. Llewella laughed patting Ivan's mucchi. They are a bit silly. She looked at Ivan's mucchi. Shouldn't you go to Ivan?
Ivan's mucchi squeaked at her and nuzzled her cheek.
Llewella sighs. But you belong to him.
He squeaked again and nuzzled again.
I know I am cuter but still. Llewella looks over at Brianna for help. Brianna just laughs at her friends predicament.
Arthur laughed and Ivan looked at England. Why comrade?
She is a girl. Arthur pointed out. Undoubtedly she smells better than both of us.
Llewella's carpetbag floated down. It popped open and a white with blue edged hood that covered blonde head looked over the edge. Fallon looked about herself. She creates a patch of ice in front of the bag. She stands on it with her hockey skates. She then pulls her stick out. With a smile she creates a patch of ice out of the whole room.
The mucchi's panic for a secound and jump on their counties heads or on a near by chair. They shiver because the temperature drops suddenly. Brianna giggles as Llewella falls on her butt the ice took her by surprise. Ivan's mucchi snuggled her cheek as if giving her comfort over falling down.
Fallon! Llewella looked over at her little sister who was now skating around with a puck and her hockey stick.
Busy! Fallen exclaimed. She looked over to where Brianna suddenly was in front of a net in goalie gear. Fallon took her shot. Brianna makes her save, barely Fallon's shot was a little wild.
The other countries look wildly about for somewhere to hide. They know that hockey is a bit dangerous. They seen Ivan, Alfred and Matthew all play. They wanted cover. They all ducked behind the sofas and peeked around the sides.
Why? whined Toris, is this happening? They never play nice.
Arthur watched the mirror with the maple leaves fall onto the ice. A hockey stick comes out followed by a hand which was followed by a body dressed in jeans, t-shirt, a knitted scarf in red and white as well as some hockey skates on his feet. Matthew was loose and Fallon missed the fact he was loose until he stole the puck from her. He rushed the net. Brianna got ready making herself seem bigger.
He shoots, she stops it with her shoulder. The puck hits the post. It than bounces off her back and into the net. Matthew blinked. It went in. She totally stopped me but it freaked out on both of us and went in. He skates over to her. We will have to play more eh? You a good little goalie eh.
Brianna smiled brightly. I am.
American girl? Matthew asked recognizing her accent right away. You sound like my brother.
Yep. Good shot to by the way. Nice hard shot. I like that. Brianna smiled. They both suddenly realized the ice was retreating. Sit in chair? Fallon has to take her ice with her.
They sat down quickly in near by chair and sofa; Brianna started to take off her equipment. She almost fell out of the sofa, her equipment made her unwieldy and ungraceful. She and the sofa fell backward. She lands on three of the other not that I need a sofa to get this stuff off. She rolls out of the sofa. Than sits on her legs and starts to unbuckle her leg pads.
Matthew takes off his skates. He watches as Fallon dives into a purple carpetbag and it closes. how did that happen? He watches as the purple carpetbag floats back up to the ceiling.
Magic brother. Alfred stated. Glad we found you again.
I think I figured out how we are going to get the others loose. Arthur said with a smile, we just have to figure out what they like best. That will free them.
What they like best? Aaron sounded perplexed as he spoke. He sounded the way the other counties looked.
Llewella smiled. That makes sense, Alfred appeared because he smelled Bri's burgers and Matthew appeared because Fallon was playing hockey. That totally makes sense.
