The grand finale is here! This is pretty long compared to the other chapters, and oh so cracky. WARNING: OOC Norway, OOC(?) Finland, Stars Wars reference, leather, so much crack your brain will die.
Hungary, America, Canada, China, Poland and Norway (still passed out) were now sitting in the living room section, lost all of their hope. They were certain they would never going to get out- Not unless Finland was a wizard or knew the IKEA like he did alcohol. This IKEA was a trap, designed to kill nations. Maybe that was Swedens plan all along? Lure the other countries shopping, then get lost in the massive building, never be found again. Then he could just concuer their lands.
"Hey dudes..." America murmured.
"What?" Hungary tried to sound irritated.
"Wanna play a game?"
The others turned to face America.
"What? We're going to die and you want to play games? What are you, a crazy eight-year old kid?" she snapped.
"C'mon, it's gonna be boring if we just keep angsting here. At least we could die while having fun, right?"
"That's childish-aru. You really are an idiot-aru."
"Nut-brain."
"I'm in. This is like, totally dull anyway. A game would make my death more fab", Poland said and rolled on his back.
"Great! What about you, Canada? You'll play, right?"
"I-I guess..."
"Awesome! Okay dudes, what's the game?"
"I have an idea. How about the silence game? The idea is to keep quiet as long as possible", Hungary said dryly and smiled sarcastically.
"Cool! I've never played that before! Let's do it!" America got exited. Hungary tried to explain it was a joke, but the american didn't listen.
"Okey guys, on the count of three, the game starts. One, two, two and a half men, three!" He yelled and inhaled. Silence filled the room as everyone quieted down. Ten seconds and America started to look really anxious. He didn't realize he'd have to be QUIET, but he sure didn't want to lose.
A weird sound rose from the background. It sounded like a...tank? What the hell? It sure wasn't there before. And the sound seemed to get closer. The confused nations stared at each other as they tried to figure out what was happening. Norway woke up and grinned.
"Ah, our ride is here..."
At the same second the wall went down as a huge battle tank drove through it. The countries stared at it, ashtonised.
"What the fuck?" America screamed.
"Indeed-aru."
All of the sudden Finland popped out of the tank-hole. He was wearing a scarf arounf his head, like Rambo.
"Moi everyone. Get in, we don't have much time", he said and motioned them to climb in.
"What do you mean, we don't have much time?" Poland asked.
"In about a minute, Su-san will notice I broke his IKEA again and get here to rip my head off", Finland explained.
"Wait, again?" Hungary asked, even more confused now.
"Just get your asses in."
Following the order, the nations climbed in the tank. To add their suprisement, Belarus and Ukraine were in it too, wearing VERY FLATTERING leather suits. Finland had camouflage pants and no shirt on. It was like straight from a cheap movie.
"Right, everyone's in? Let's go. Kaasu pohjaan, Ukraina", Finland counted the nations and nodded. Ukraine did as was told and put the pedal to the medal. The tank crushed everything that got on it's way, including the walls, couches and other furnitures.
"Dude, Finland, I have never said this but...you are like, the most heroic hero ever!" America said and folded his arms around the northern Rambo. Finland looked a little uncomfortable there, but smiled.
"Ehehe...thanks..."
Poland ran to Belarus and hugged her.
"OMIGOSH BELA, THAT WAS SO FREAKY! IKEA IS LIKE, HORRIBLE!" he rambled as the girl ansrewed with "hmmm"s. Finland shook the now-sobbing american off and walked to Ukraine.
"Course towards the sky, first-mate."
"Aye-aye, captain", she ansrewed and pressed a button. The tank started to shake and Finland ordered them to sit down. After a forceful notch the tank took off and started to fly.
"And now, to Korvatunturi! Foolish nations, this was my plan all along! Using the help of Sweden and Norway, I kidnapped you and now I shall make you my helpers in Santa's workshop! MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" Finland laughed evilly. The nations looked each other worriedly and wondered if Finland was serious. Sure, he had a weird sense of humour...but this wasn't that funny...
"Valko-Venäjä, press the button", he pointed towards a big red button on the side of the tank. Belarus nodded and pushed it. Metallic straps appeared out of the seats and captured America, Canada, Hungary, Poland and China.
"What the hell is going on?" Hungary tried to wiggle off.
"Finland, this is totally UNFUNNY!"
"Norway, help us-aru!"
"Sorry guys, but I'm on Finlands side, he said and took his shirt off. Under it he had a matching leather suit with Ukraine and Belarus.
"Not to worry, I am the hero! I will save the day!" America said and tried to break the metal strap. Finland just laughed evilly.
"Just try it, Amerikka, you will never succeed. And even if you would, you would have to fight with me. Could you do that, little boy?"
"Pffft, no problemo. I am the hero, I can do anything! You're a villain, Finland, and no matter what, I will defeat you! No matter what! The only people I wouldn't fight against are my family (except Iggy, he's an idiot)!"
"Well...according to some theories...America, I am your father."
"...NOOOOOOO!"
"What theories?" Canada asked.
"I don't know, some guy named Hima-something made a comic about it...and people got excited. But anyway, suck that hero!" Finland smiled. America was now going through an identity crisis with some Stars Wars-spice.
"Umm, Finland, could you come here for a sec?" Ukraine asked him.
"What is it?"
"Well, I got this phone call from France..."
At Canadas house, England and France had been waiting for Ukraine to call again. She had said Canada would be home soon. What did she mean? What on earth was going on?
Suddenly they heard a strange noise from outside.
"What the bloody hell is that?"
They went to the front door, and saw a flying tank few meters above the ground.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON?" England screamed.
"Sacre bleu, is zat Canada?"
It was indeed. Canada climbed out of the tank, followed by Finland. The dumbfounded europeans stared at them.
"Vhat is going on? Vhy are you shirtless, Finlande?" France yelled.
"Business. Oh, this is for you guys", he said and pushed Canada. He fell on the ground face-first and the tank flew off. England and France ran to the canadian, asking what had happened. Canada was quiet for a second, thinking.
"Apparently, Finland is running short on elves."