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Today we have the whole group and Finland being (slightly) pissed off.
"You probably wonder why I have called you all here", Finland said, walking back and forth in front of four nations that were seated in row in middle of the living room.
"A bit yeah", Iceland said. He didn't look worried but was clearly curious about the sudden meeting.
"I wonder more than a bit", Denmark admitted, "is this is about my and Sve's fight, I just want to say it wasn't me who broke that window."
"Wasn't me either", Sweden mumbled and glared at the Dane who smirked back.
"I didn't know you two broke a window", Norway said, giving them a long look, "did you fixed it too or is there now a very cold room somewhere in this house?"
"This is not about the window", Finland said, "this something much more important."
"I think broken window is quite important", Norway said, "just think about how much a new one costs. Not even mentioning the heating of an ice cold room. I will not be the one to pay that." Finland didn't seem to share his opinion because he didn't continue about the window. Instead he picked up a jar and hold it in way that everyone saw it was empty.
"Somebody has eaten all the gingerbread", he said, "and I want to know who it was." Four nations looked back to him with almost identical, neutral looks. Even Denmark, who was usually wearing some kind of smile, grin or smirk, turned out to be very good with looking like he had nothing to do with the topic and nor was he interested on it.
"We have no idea about that", Iceland said first.
"Yeah, not at all", Sweden continued.
"It wasn't any of us", Norway told him.
"It was already empty when we saw it", Denmark said. Finland stared at them, trying to see any evidence of lie. But all four seemed to have a perfect poker face and the Finn couldn't find anything. He gave up soon after realizing that he couldn't just keep blaming them without having any idea who was behind the gingerbread lost.
"I know it was one of you", he said, "but you won this time." The Finn turned and stormed out, leaving the rest of Nordic by themselves. They looked at each other, still wearing their neutral impressions.
"Any guess how long it will take him to figure out we all ate them?" Iceland asked after a brief silence.
"Hopefully that will not happen before Christmas", Denmark said, "so we all can escape to home."
"Except Sve", Norway murmured.
"Hm."
"Sve can take one for the team", Denmark said and got up from the seat, grinning widely, "so, who wants to steal some Christmas pastries next?"
"I think this will backfire somehow", Iceland mumbled, but followed others to the kitchen after they had made sure the Finn had left.
Few days later they found out Iceland had guessed right. Once again Finland confronted them about the missing Christmas treats but this time he didn't even try to be nice anymore. He actually cornered them all to the kitchen and stood there, his arms crossed and a very disappointed look on his face.
"Oh shit", Denmark said. It was a miracle how the Finn managed to push four countries to the corner but somehow he had did that. Not that the nations were afraid of him, actually none of them seemed to be, Iceland and Norway both had their neutral looks, Denmark was worried but tried to get out by smiling and being nice, and Sweden. Sweden was sad and upset, but not because they had been caught.
"I told you this will happen", Iceland muttered.
"How I would have known he had installed cameras in the kitchen?" the Dane asked, "only crazy people do that."
"He is a Finn."
"O yeah, right."
"Do you have anything to say about this?" Finland asked sternly, "this is your last chance to explain."
"Does it help any if we do that?" Norway asked sceptically.
"No", Finland admitted, "but I thought I'll try to be a fair and equal nation as I am."
"My explanation is that we just like the Christmas treats a lot", Denmark said, "like really much. So much that we dared to commit this crime even if we knew you will over-react." Others nodded and Finland took a moment to think about it. He still didn't look happy but at least he was calmer again.
"I'll give you two hours", he said, pointing at them, "to collect what you need for baking. Then you are going to do new treats and those ones you don't eat before I give you permission to do so." Rest of Nordics nodded, though there was also some mumbling under the breath. It was too quiet so that the Finn would have heard but at least two of them mumbled something that sounded a lot like "yes, mom".
Two hours later they were all again gathering in the kitchen but this time nobody was standing in the corner and even the Finn looked less pissed off, though not a completely happy. He looked at the stuff the nations had brought with them and stroke his chin while wondering what they were planning. There was a huge amount of both, marzipan and butter, and then something Icelandic Finland didn't recognize.
"And what you going to make out of this?" he asked.
"Pepparkakor", Sweden muttered, "and jultårtor." Denmark snickered when he heard that.
"Are you trying to get back to his good side by doing his stuff?" he asked, sounding sarcastic and clearly amused. Sweden glared at him but didn't answer, only turned away thinking that he would fight the Dane another day. Now he had something more important to attend to.
"What you are going to do then, Dan?" Finland asked sharply.
"Marzipan", the Dane replied with a grin and gestured toward the pile he had placed on the table, "lot of it." In fact he had brought ready-made marzipan but apparently he planned to do something with it. Norway picked one of the packets and observed it carefully.
"Nice quality", he finally announced, making the Dane grin more.
"Only best for my Nor", he said, "I can make you a small pig out of it!"
"That would be acceptable", Norway said calmly. Denmark seemed to be very happy to hear that and he started to sort out the marzipan packets. Meanwhile Finland tried to figure out exactly what Iceland had brought, but finally just decided to let the Icelander do whatever he wanted to. For a while the kitchen was full of busy nations and nobody tried to piss others off, but then Iceland realized that Norway was doing absolutely nothing. With a frown he looked at his brother.
"Why you are not joining in?" he asked.
"I provided the butter", the Norwegian replied, nodding to pile on the table.
"That is an imported butter from Danmark", Iceland said after observing the pile for a while.
"But it came in with me."
"And so came the nation of Danmark itself", Iceland replied and pointed at the said nation who was deeply focused on his work with marzipan, "come on, Nore, you gotta do something." Norway stared at him, not seeming to be too bothered about the blame.
"I'm doing something", he said and snapped his fingers, "look. I did." Iceland wasn't really surprised to see that a small cake had appeared on the table next to butters. After all, Norway did use his magic occasionally though he liked to do most of his daily routines without.
"This is cheating", Iceland said. He, Denmark and Sweden were all more and less covered in flour, or in Denmark's case in marzipan. Nobody knew how he had managed to smear it on his hairs. They were all working expect the Norwegian and the Finn, who was in living room.
"I can clean afterwards", Norway proposed.
"You mean you can spell the mess away?"
"Something like that." Iceland wasn't too happy to hear that. He crossed his arms and glared at his brother who calmly looked back. There wasn't much Iceland could do but he had few tricks still.
"Finland!" he yelled, "Nore is cheating!"
"Norja!" Finland yelled back, sounding scolding. Norway cursed under his breath and got up.
"Okay, I'll do something by my own hands", he muttered and raised then his voice a bit so the Finn would hear too, "for a man who doesn't want to be called a wife, you are acting suspiciously lot like a mom!"
"Oh, shut up!" Finland replied. Norway made his way to the Dane, who was excited to have him joined in.
Few hours later the nations were ready and observing the results. It was quickly declared as a successful baking operation since nothing had been burned or anybody hurt. Denmark's hairs were still spiked by marzipan and the kitchen messed up but they were still feeling good after seeing the results. Even Finland accepted.
"Hey, now that we had made this all by ourselves", Denmark said, "shouldn't it be right that we also eat it whenever we want?"
"No."
"You are not fun, Fin."
Pepparkakor (gingerbreads) and jultårtor ("christmas tarts") are popular treats around Christmas in Finland. Gingerbreads are of course popular in other countries too (especially in north) but so far that I know jultårta is mostly a Finnish thing, though they are also made in Sweden sometime. They are traditionally made to look like stars but lately (especially after Swedish media kindly noted that the star form looks suspicious) I have seen more of them made to look like half moons or something else.
Marzipan is a big thing in Denmark. Bad for me because I don't like marzipan so much and sometime it feels like it's only candy available.
Tomorrow: Fight over glögi (all)
