Finland looked over at Norway when he realized something, the toddler had yet to bathe since he had de-aged.
"Norge? When was the last time you bathed?" Finland asked softly, causing the child to look up from the child's book he was reading. He scrunched his face in thought, signaling to Finland that it had been too long.
"I'll go get a bath ready, come on!" Finland smiled kindly, while Norway backed away, using the small book he was reading as a shield. "No." Norway deadpanned.
"Why not? Bath time can be really fun!" Finland encouraged.
"No." Norway repeated and began to move to his room, when Finland stopped him, scooping the flailing child up.
"Let me go!" Norway squirmed and fought. "Nope! Now let's go!" Finland sang out and carried Norway away.
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They ended up in the bathroom, and before Norway could protest, Finland had taken his clothes and hairpin off and tossed him into the water. "Hiss." the boy cursed, glaring with such intensity at Finland while the young man hummed and knelt by the tub.
"You better sleep with one eye open tonight." Norway muttered. Finland ignored him and poured some baby shampoo into his hands.
"You're so cute Norge! Now close your eyes!" Finland cheered and before Norway could respond, Finland had applied the shampoo to his head.
"You'll be a clean baby soon! Won't that be great?" Finland asked and turned the shower on briefly to wash the suds out of Norway's hair.
"I hope you die. I'm not a baby! I'm an adult!." Norway protested, but closed his eyes as the water came down on his head, his bangs going into his eyes.
"Cute!" Finland cooed and went into the cabinet for a towel and pulled out a large fluffy pink one with little bunnies. He drained the water and lifted Norway up, wrapping him in the towel before he carried him to his room.
"Here we are! Some nice clean clothes! Should I get the diapers in case you have another accident?" Finland patronized, Norway's face turning bright red.
"That happened once! Once damn it! The fairies put a sleeping spell on me! I'm an adult! I don't need anything! Now move out of the way so I can go get some coffee!" Norway shoved past Finland and climbed down the stairs. He didn't need help, he may be tiny but he was still an adult and wanted to be treated like one!
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He made his way into the kitchen and like a child on a cartoon, he climbed up using the open drawers like a ladder or staircase and finally made it, the coffee pot! He was finally at it! He stood up, wobbling on his toes as he grabbed a cup. But then came the hard part: pouring the cup successfully into the cup. "Crap." his eyes moved from the coffee pot to the cup nervously, there was no way he could do this!
"I never thought I'd say this. Ever. But I give up on getting the coffee." he muttered sadly and looked down, he didn't think he was that high up, but now he wasn't so sure. He wanted to cry.
Finland sighed, he remembered how peaceful the house had been when Norway had taken a nap. He was hoping he could put him down again. He looked around, the living room showed no signs of the toddler being there. The dining room only had Denmark, who was preoccupied building a castle of Legos to notice anything. Finland frowned and made his way into the kitchen.
"How did you get up here?!" Finland yelled and lifted Norway up from the counter and held him in his arms.
"I climbed. Then I realized I couldn't pour coffee for myself and... decided to wait on the counter for someone to come do it for me." Norway lied. His eyes had flooded with tears.
"So, in other words, you got stuck?" Finland asked.
Norway rubbed his eyes. "N-no! Don't be stupid! I didn't get stuck! I simply misjudged how high off the ground I was. It's your fault you know!" Norway yelled with a huff, his cheeks turning a bright red color.
"And how, pray tell, is this my fault?" Finland asked quirking a brow.
"You've been denying me my love! You won't get me coffee! And I'm too short and weak and crap to get it myself!" Norway blushed and shot Finland a glare, he didn't like to admit weaknesses to people, especially when those people are his family.
"Well it doesn't matter, it's nap time little mister!" Finland spoke happily, carrying the toddler to his room.
"I'm not tired, you jerk." Norway muttered, rubbing his eyes, curse this weak body that needs naps!
"Sure you're not. Sweet dreams Norway." Finland smiled as he placed Norway in his bed and covered him with a blanket, watching as the Norwegian muttered a few other curses before falling asleep.
Finland's endorphins flowed and he couldn't help his smiling. At last, he was free to do what he pleased! He dragged past Denmark, and fell into the living room couch face-first. It was nap time for Finland as well.
