Ancient Incantations
Chapter 4
"Hey! That was my foot!"
"What? Oh, sorry."
"Shut up you two."
"Not my fault!"
"How isn't it? You stepped on my toe!"
Norway groaned, a hand choosing to meet his face as he glared his bickering comrades, who were being held apart by Sweden, "Denmark, just shut up."
"Hey - What?! How is this my fault?!"
Norway rolled his eyes, choosing to ignore the triumphant look on Finland's face, "It's always your fault Denmark."
"Hey! Says the one who's always scaring his little brother away."
Iceland turned from his position ahead of the group, instantly rising to Denmark's bait, "He's not my brother."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"You two share a last name." Finland pointed out, "So it's either a married couple or brothers."
Denmark was cackling from the looks on Norway and Iceland's red faces, Sweden giving Finland a raised eyebrow,
"Look, let's just…shut up and move on, ok? Why are we even here?"
"Because," The Nordics turned at Finland's dark voice, "Scotland is stupid enough to send Sealand out on his own, to meet up with us in the dark!"
Sweden patted Finland's hair gently, but Denmark was frowning, "What's so bad about that? He's old enough to take care of himself, in fact. He's old enough to attend this place..."
"Please don't give the other micro nations a reason to come here."
"But…Why wouldn't Alastair let him in? … Come to think of it, if we're a few centuries old, why are we the height of the other people here."
"You've literally only just noticed?"
"Well…Um…Maybe?"
"It's the building's fault. I'll leave you to figure out the rest."
"What? Hey! That's not fair! Norge, get back here!"
Finland sniggered as he watched Denmark run over to catch up with Norway before musing, "I wonder what the others are up too…"
"Shut up you git!"
"Hahahaha~! Heroes don't shut up!"
"Ve~ Germany, are you ok?"
"Hey! Everyone chill out!"
"I'm glad I'm never at the conferences…"
"Um…Guys?"
"Who are you?"
"I'm Canada…"
"Hey, where are the Nordics?"
"EVERYONE SHUT UP ALREADY!"
Silence descended. Aside from Scotland's snickers as the remaining turned to Germany, who was leaning against on a table as if this was a daily occurrence, Italy had backed away from the outburst as England backed away from America and began dusting his clothes. Wales was sighing in relief while Northern Ireland raised an eyebrow, glancing at Scotland. Papers were strewn around the room, some even somehow stuck on the roof, though there was a huge piece of paper in the center of the table. Canada sighed, hugging Kumajirou as they all waited for Germany's oncoming lecture,
"We're in a magic school, we have nations missing, we have a job to do and yet you still keep arguing!"
America winced, though nobody heard it over Scotland's interruption,
"Now hang on a second. You said nations not nation. Who are the other ones missing?"
"Well we all know about Romano but the Nordics aren't here."
England snorted, "When do they even turn up on time?"
"Hey! Isn't Norway a part of your strange trio thing?"
"Shut up."
Germany slammed his hands down on the table again, interrupting the argument as Scotland relaxed against the wall, "The Nordics are fine. I sent them out to go pick up Sealand."
"Why would you do that?"
"Because it was important, duh."
"So important you can't tell us, da?"
"Stop adding da onto everything. You're as bad as China and yes, because I don't want to ruin the…surprise." Everyone didn't miss the grin he gave to England,
"What surprise?"
"You'll find out, oh you'll find out."
"Uncle Denmark!"
"Wha - Argh!"
Iceland raised an eyebrow at Denmark, who was currently on the ground, struggling against a small person dressed in blue who had apparently tackled him. Finland laughed, before walking over with Sweden,
"Sealand! How nice to see you again!"
Sealand grinned, getting off Denmark who was staring at one of Norway's trolls, "Finny! You'll never guess -"
"Surely Scotland wanted to keep you a secret?"
"But this is about jerk-Iggy."
"I see you've used America's nickname for him…"
Denmark was on his feet instantly, "Come on! Tell us, I wanna hear."
"Denmark."
"Norway. You can't say you're not curious."
"…Alright fine."
"Yahoo!"
Germany was internally groaning and screaming and crying, for it had only been a couple of minutes and the room was filled with the sounds of arguing and laughter already, leaving him to feebly mutter, "I give up…" Before plopping down into his chair, pretending not to notice the look that Italy gave him and then continuing not to notice as Italy frowned - A very odd expression on his face - before he suddenly took a deep breath, as if composing himself and then yelling,
"EVERYBODY SHUT UP!"
If that didn't get their attention, the random pasta shaped green swirls that burst around the room for a few seconds certainly did. But Italy was now being stared at by all of the nations, causing him to squeak and cry out, "Ve don't hurt me!"
Germany sighed, "That was interesting. Are you ok Italy?"
"…No?"
This time it was England that joined in, "No? You just nearly bloody murdered us with…whatever they were -"
"They were harmless brother. Calm down."
"You bloody calm down."
"SHUT UP!" Everyone turned to Italy, whose eyes then widened as he turned to Germany the expression on his face clearly not good, "Doitsu…"
"Italy?"
"Oh." Everyone suddenly looked at Wales, confused by his look of sudden understanding, "Ooh!"
"What?"
But Wales didn't answer, just simply pointed at Italy, mouth opening and closing as if wanting to question the horrified expression on his face but instead only getting out, "So…You - Oh! This isn't good."
Germany glared at him for that obvious statement.
"Now hang on a second! The hero is confused."
"Romano's not here."
"Good job Sherlock."
"Oh shut up England. I mean not here here."
"Here - What?"
Wales sighed, silently begging Germany to explain, considering Italy looked too shocked to actually do anything, but apparently Canada had figured it out, "Oh, so he's somewhere else?"
"Yes!"
"WHY THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT IMPORTANT?!"
"Oh for god's sake - He's not on this plane!"
"…We're not on a plane."
"Oh for gods' sake…"
Wales sighed, before pulling out a very odd looking wand and waving it, trying not to laugh as the other nations discovered their sudden lack of speech, "Now that that's out of the way. I should explain before we all murder each other."
"To put in a way that America can understand." Wales looked over with a raised eyebrow at the smirking - and talking - Scotland, who merely flashed his wand in answer, "Romano's not in this world."
He then proceeded to burst into cackles at the understanding on America's face.
"What's that got to do with Romano?" Wales sighed at Canada's words, not even wanting to know how his muting spell was being defied, luckily Scotland seemed up for explaining things while Wales's mind went wondering,
"Well you see. We're countries so we're different. Romano is the southern half of Italy - now a united country. With Romano's lack of presence some of Italy's…traits as a country are going to Veneziano here. Thus the shouting."
"…Oh."
"So, we have a time limit to find Romano before it all goes to Italy? I don't see the problem."
"The problem is this is my fratello we are talking about here!"
"Italy calm down…If we do have a time limit what happens if we go past it."
Germany found himself slightly disturbed by the dark expressions on England and Scotland's faces as they glanced at each over, "Well…I'd rather not go into it -"
"Jerks, the hero will found out some way!"
"Does the hero have a plan to find out though?"
"…Uh…"
"Anyways!" The nations looked over at Scotland, who had mysteriously appeared next to Germany, a pile a paper strewn in front of them. Said nation merely chuckled as the others edged closer, before beckoning them, "This is the plan -"
"We have a plan?"
A/N: Oh god THE NATIONS HAVE A PLAN. EVERYBODY RUN! I just love writing the Nordics. I love their bickering xD IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT I FEEL LIKE SUCH A DISSAPOINTMENT But I shall try to update, so take lots of plot twist set stuff instead!
You will find out what might happen to Romano shortly, I wonder what the Nordics found out...*evil I-know-something-you-don't-smirk*
Anyway, UESTION TIME! So um, for this story I'll be looking more into the nations magical properties *points to the whole muting thing and Italy's outburst* so I'd like to know if you have any headcanons regarding them or just any stories magically related. Especially when it comes to other worlds (Or planes as reffered too, did I spell it right? And no, its not n astral plane imagine something...darker?) Now Im starting to wonder other things too...Anyone know how to rope it all in with the AU appearances? That'd be funny to see...
It seems like England's screwed, or is it just me? Anyway, until next time~
