I is for Iceland

Rating: K+

Genre: Humor

Characters: Matt and Mello

A blonde and a redhead strode through the terminal of the airport, hand in hand. Passersby looked on strangely at the two English men, and then spoke in quiet tones. Mello and Matt smirked at the slurs and insults thrown their way, conveniently forgetting to mention that they spoke fluent Icelandic.

They were on their much awaited honeymoon and Matt had always wanted to see Iceland. Something about the volcanoes and nature there. Mello had originally wanted to go to Italy, but when those green puppy dog eyes had turned to him, he caved and lost the battle.

As the stepped out of the terminal, Mello stopped and looked around. The name had always implied some beautiful country sculpted out of ice. So why were there rolling hills and lush grass?

"Matt," he said. "I thought this was called Iceland."

Matt nodded. "Yeah, it is Iceland."

"Then why is it so green?!"