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The next day, my cousin stopped by my house. Berwald just came back from Sweden and is moving back into Norway tomorrow. His parents sent him back today to see me, as they heard of my parent's business trip.

This morning, I remember waking up to find my parents in business suits, ready for the meeting. Waving bye, I fell back asleep until the doorbell rang.

My sixteen year old cousin stood at the doorstep, his expression harsh as usual, but his eyes kind and sincere.

"Today, I'm meeting a new friend of mine to show him around Oslo. But I think you should come with us as you're just moving here to…" I adjusted the cross hair clip in my hair. Berwald nodded. We have a lot in common. We both don't like annoying people. And I could tell, as soon as Berwald heard Mathias's voice, he would turn around and walk back to Sweden. I don't want that to happen.

oOo~ Time skip oh Awesomeness ~oOo

I could recognize that spiky blond hair and the annoying, thickly accented voice from a mile. His sea blue eyes sparkled and he was standing by the café, flirting with some girls. Turning around, he saw me approaching and a wide grin appeared.

That grin faded once he saw Berwald.

"Hey Norge, who's this?" He asked, whispering, pouting slightly. Berwald gave a look of disapproval.

"This is my cousin, Sweden. Or Berwald. He's moving in next door to my house tomorrow." I stated simply. "Berwald, this is Mathias. My new…acquaintance."

Something was definitely going on between the two. Berwald was glaring, well you couldn't really tell unless you have known him for a while, and Mathias glared back, making it quite obvious.

"N'ce to meet ya…" Berwald outstretched his hand for a handshake. Mathias grabbed the other's hand, still tension between them.

"Yeah… Nice to meet ya too, Berwald…" Both voices had hints of sarcasm and distaste in the other. The awkwardness must have started to spread to the rest of the café, as everyone was looking down and looking freaked out. Sighing, I grabbed both of their arms and dragged them away from the supposed-to-be-minding-their-own-business citizens.

This was going to be a long day…

oOo~ Random Person at the Café P.O.V ~oOo

I was quietly sipping my morning coffee in the café that I always go to in these mornings. This teen about the age of fifteen was loudly talking. Oh, but it was even worse when his friends came along. One with the scariest look on his face! Eep! He even gives me the chills just thinking about him. Even after moving here from Finland, I have never seen someone as scary as him! His brother who had a nonchalant expression for the entire time made me feel quite awkward too. I feel that those two couldn't feel any emotion, even if they wanted to.

The normally cheerful café became quiet as tension grew between the scary one and the loud one glared at each other. My Estonian friend let out a small, "!" as the aura became quite disturbing. We all looked down with our eyes twitching uncomfortably. Finally, they left and the café sat there quietly for the rest of the morning.