So, I've been gone for a while, eh? This is unlike me. Well, I'm on Spring Break so I've actually been spending time with real people, not on the internet. But, I do like the internet better than real life. HETALIA IS ON IT!

~Voting~

Denmark: 11

Norway: 12

Iceland: 15

Finland: 10

Sweden: 8

Sealand: 4

Lithuania: 3

Estonia: 2

Latvia: 5

I personally love Latvia the most out of The Baltic Trio. When it comes to The Nordic 5 I love Iceland the most. (That was hard for me to chose)

Your first morning in Denmark's house with other sexy men, you woke up to Mr. Puffin pecking at your head.

"OW!" You yelled as you softly pushed away the black and white -with a multicolored beak- Puffin. "What the hell was that for? NOT COOL, DUDE!" You yelled as Mr. Puffin inched away from your flailing hands.

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to wake you up!" Mr. Puffin yelled in an Italian mobster accent as he flapped his wings, -scattering a few feathers onto your bed- only to gain one centimeter of flight before he epic-ly fell on top of your thighs with a small thud.

"OHMIGAWD YOUR SO CUTE~!" You yelled as you glomped the puffin and choked the life out of him with your fangirl squeeze/arms.

"As much as he deserves it, don't kill the bird." You heard the one and only Iceland say as he walked to the side of your dark colored bed. You instantly let go of the flightless bird and glomped Iceland instead; surprising the hell out of him.

"GOOD MORNING SEXY!" Slipped out of your mouth as you continued to squeeze the life out of the Icelandic teen.

You couldn't see Iceland blush over your extreme fangirlism -and the fact that your head was in-between his stomach and chest- but, you could hear him gasping for air. You decided to let go after a while more of his intense gasping.

"B-breakfast is ready." He muttered under his breath as he turned around and shyly walked out of your room with Mr. Puffin in his arms.

"I can't help but glomp you." You upsetted-ly said as you lied back down on your bed. Within a few seconds, you were asleep once again.

~Five minutes later~

This time you woke up to Hanatamago licking your face. The cute little white -slightly curly haired- dog barked like a toy dog when she seen you open your eyes.

"Bark." She went as you sat up. She slightly jumped back to avoid getting hit by your now stretching arms.

"Aw, how cute are you?" You said rather calmly as you pet her soft little head.

"Bark Bark!" She excitedly went as you continued to pet her head. She sure was a happy and energetic dog.

"She's cute isn't she?" You heard a voice say from behind you. At first, you didn't know it was Finland so you smacked whoever it was in the head.

"OW!" You turned around to see Finland clutch his head. Damn your reflexes! You just hit Finland in the head!

"I-I'm sorry." You stuttered as you tried to help Finland, only to get Hanatamago to push your hand away from Finland with her moist black nose.

"Bark." She went as she snuggled up close to Finland. Wait...WAS THIS DOG COMPETING WITH YOU FOR FINLAND?

"What a b-" you caught yourself before you said the word. Instead of taking action, you decided to go get ready for the day.

"Damn that dog. She was cute for a moment than she went all protective over Finland and made me feel jealous. Does she WANT me to boil her in hot oil?" You thought as you ran around your room, getting ready.

By the time you put your hair up in a ponytail, Finland was back to normal and was petting the little bitch, Hanatamago. It made you sick. all of this time, you thought she was the cutest dog in the series (Besides Germany's) and now here she was, make you jealous of her and Finland. Good thing she was a female dog. There was your excuse if you accidentally called her a bitch for real.

"I'm going to breakfast." You said as you walked out of your room.

As you tried to walk down one of the many hallways, you got lost.

"Why does Denmark have to have such a huge house?" You thought as you tried to find your way to the staircase, which seemed impossible to find in the damn huge house.

"How am I supposed to find my way in this house?" You yelled.

"You need an escort." Denmark said as he from behind you to the front of you. He stood in front of you and looked down. "Don't go wandering around all by yourself. We can't lose you here, can we?"

As you blushed Denmark chuckled as he patted your back. "Why do you have to be all shy right now? You were fangirling out just yesterday!" He exclaimed to you.

"Do you want to see me fangirl out on you?" You tried to say it in the most creepiest voice you could muster. (You actually scared yourself a little on the inside too.)

Denmark only sweatdropped as he helped you downstairs.

This is all I could type at the moment. So there's cruddy (short) chapter 4. I'll try to update more often! Please vote, review, and continue to fangirl out over this!