((OK! Now we have a teeny tiny epilogue to wrap things up.
Hetalia isn't mine!))
Right after their scaring session, the five scrounged the mansion for the rest of the guests so they could go home. Even though Norway and Denmark found it a little enjoyable that China and Romano screamed out loud when they came, Finland and Sweden managed to get Russia, China, Romano, and Spain out of the traps and sent back without a scratch. Iceland spent this time sending an apology text to Hong Kong.
The Nordics then all went to bed and slept till noon, since all that was left for November 1st was to clean the place up.
After everything was all clean and back to normal, the first thing Norway did was call everybody to order.
"It seems that our little Halloween adventure this year has taught us something very valuable about the world we live in," said Norway. "Very important."
"Was this lesson perhaps "don't let Denmark use magic ever, ever again"?" Iceland asked, giving a pointed look to Denmark, who jolted.
"Exactly," said Norway, nodding.
"It was a lot of fun, though!" Finland said, still proud of himself for his performance. "Maybe we should ask England if we can throw the Halloween parties for now on."
"Well..." Denmark said nervously, "Unfortunately, they probably all think we're still ghosts."
"You didn't tell them it was a prank?!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Norway choked Denmark with his tie again.
Sweden and Finland watched the other three tussle, both looking both happy (well, as happy as Sweden can look) and a little exasperated.
"Another day for the Nordics, huh, Su-san?"
"Yep."
And so, autumn carried on, the ghosts of the past at rest.
Well, at least for the Nordic Five.
((There you have it!
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Thanks for reading the fic! See you next time!))