Oh yeah, SuFin time. I had waaaay too much fun writing this, and i was sick today, so this is what I got my lazy butt up to do. And yes, Sweden is a polar bear. Sorry, I couldn't do his accent right...so he speaks generally like a normal person, just imagine the accent. I spent half an hour trying and failing to so the right accent. This is all supposed to be happening within the same 2-3ish days, I hope you know (all the chapters). SuFin gets their own chapter 'cause they're my favorite. *wink*

Side note! I WILL write that pairings twist on this story (see last author note thing from chapter 3), but it will be a different story to help me write it and not load it on this one, and that's fan decided through reviews, but go to my profile and look for it. The first chapter will explain, and don't review saying your ideas for this, save it for the other one.

Review this one please! I promise I'll answer your reviews! Pinky promise! (I have to answer some now, so i'll stop ranting)

ENJOY!

Chapter 4

Sweden/Finland

Finland was humming happily as he walked past a line of trees, out on his morning walk before Sweden and Sealand got up. Sweden gets up pretty early, and sometimes comes with Finland on his walk, of course after leaving Sealand a note saying they'll be back by eight. If Sealand was even awake by then. Finland chuckled softly at this thought, knowing Sealand woke up a couple of hours after that. Sweden was up late last night, watching some sort of show on polar bears with Finland. It was interesting, and they were relaxed on the couch, snuggled up together with hot chocolate. Sweden reminded Finland of a polar bear, large and scary as hell up close. Finland openly laughed at their similar personalities as he approched their house.

It was a nice and cozy two floor house, two bedrooms upstairs- that's where Sealand slept- with a bathroom, a small empty room downstairs, and a large master bedroom downstairs as well. A lot of the furniture was made by Sweden, since he likes to build them in his free time. Of course, Sealand left his mark on the house also. The living room was always a bit messy, with a game system hooked up and his laptop lying around somewhere. The pillows on the couch never seem to stay neat when he's at home, and a bin in the corner that's filled with his Lego pieces always is open with Legos scattered within a foot of the bin. Sweden and Sealand had building contests, and Sweden always won over the micronation.

The house grew closer and Finland could hear a loud crying clearer and clearer. Finland blinked, not knowing what it was. It sounded like a baby, but his family lived ten minutes from the nearest town. No one came down their private drive, except the postman. When he made out a small bundle at the doorstep he hurried to get close.

Finland gasped at what he saw. In a shallow basket was a thick bundle of rose colored blankets, in which a wailing baby girl was buried under. He quickly pulled her in his arms, rocking her and trying to calm her in a panic. He unfolded the note that was taped to the blankets. Finland blinked a few times, reading it over twice, then a third time. He and Sweden had taken in Sealand, and that wasn't a problem at all, they take care of him without any issues. But this was a baby, He thought, A baby girl, who can't talk or even crawl yet. She'll be completely dependent on them.

Finland glanced down at her to see she was no longer crying, and she looked up at him with big, light hazel eyes. From what he could make out, her hair was a golden color, only a tad lighter than his own, making it look more like Sweden's. He smiled at her and unlocked the door, taking off his shoes as he stepped in. The smell of coffee floated from the kitchen, and he instantly knew Sweden was up.

"Finl'nd?" Sweden stepped out of the kitchen to see a slightly trembling Finland with a baby in his arms. He gave Finland a questioning look. " 'nd who's that?"

Finland gulped and handed him the note, hand shaking slightly, not sure how Sweden would react. "Its from our bosses, Sve..."

"Needs a name."

"W-what?"

"She's ours now, needs a name."

Finland blinked, nodding, "Please give her a Swedish name. I want her to have your last name too. It'll match. Her middle name can be Finnish if you want."

"Nellie Emilia." Sweden looked at Finland for approval, making sure he put in a Finnish middle name.

Finland brightened and smiled widely, "Its perfect." As this was said, Sweden wrapped him in a gentle hug, looking fondly at their new daughter.