Open Your Eyes

From The-Goddamn-Iron-Girl

(Luka's POV)

Idiots. That did NOT help. What were they even trying to do, anyway? How does that help?

Unless...

England mentioned earlier that this is what they used to do all the time...so were they trying to bring Mathias' memories back? Aren't they too...I don't know...idiotic to think of such a thing?

Certainly, their method was idiotic. And they deserve what they got, for sure.

Mathias is now banging on the door of the bedroom that we- ok, I- locked him in.

"C'monnn! Somebody? I really need to take a piss..."

I sigh, annoyed. "You should have thought of that before you got drunk, bror."

"Lukaaaa!"

"Nei. Pee out the window or something. Or, even better, if the other two are still passed out, pee on them."

"Nejjjj! Luka!"

"Shut up and go pee on something, idiot," I say, moving away.

"Luka...? I remember now."

I spin on my heel. "Remember what, exactly?"

"I remember being a nation..."

"H-Hva? Hvordan-"

"I don't know, Luka, I just do. And I'm really sorry. I did so many horrible things to you and the others back then...Jeg er så ked af det..."

I've never heard his voice sound this way before.

"Mathias? What do you mean?"

"I...Luka, I'm not even sure if I want you to get your memories back now. I'm really sorry."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mathias-"

And then it hits me like a ton of bricks. Everything comes rushing back to me. From working in the Kalmar union...to forging the knife. I remember how the heat flared and created an aura around me. I remember from becoming independent...to dying.

I remember dying.

I remember looking up at lillebror, who held me as I died.

I remember telling him that it would be alright.

I remember everything, now, too.

This revelation leaves me speechless.

"Norge? Are you still there? Norge?"

I snap back to reality.

"Danmark...I remember now."

"Nej..."

"This is too important- we need to talk to the others RIGHT NOW."

I move off.

"Hej, what about me, Norge!"

"You can wait there until they get here."

T/N: JA, I know, short as usual. DUN WORRY. You'll get two due to my laziness, I was too lazy to get out the old computer and upload. Apologies.