This chapter contains some England bashing hopefully y'all don't mind.

That morning, Norway felt extremely overwhelmed. He had woken up to three Nordics standing around his bed. It had nearly caused him a heart attack.

"Wha..how the hell did you get in here." He asked sitting up. Their auras were the normal colors. Sweden's claim yellow, Finland's ever joyous slightly disturbing pink, and Denmark's infuriating blazing orange seemed to all be united under some kind of synergy. This didn't often happen the three being of the same mind, but it usually some kind of awful idea about Norway expressing the emotions he felt out loud would came out of the three agreeing on something too closely. He could only wonder.

"Were is Iceland?"

"D'wn stairs w'th Canada." Sweden answered.

"Ice was cool enough to give us your room key." Denmark said.

"I told him he wasn't allowed to give you of all people my room key" Norway practically hissed.

"Well I am convincing." Finland interrupted before Denmark said something that would get him cursed by Norge again.

"Why? Fin what is going on?" Norway asked blowing some hair out of his face he hadn't even been given time to grab his hair clip.

"Well.." Finland seemed to be trying to think of someway to approach this.

"You need to t'lk to Vinland." Sweden said plainly.

"What!? I am already talking to him we are planning to make flyers about recycling." Norway argued.

"No Norge not about recycling. We are all doing that." Denmark added.

"We mean...We discussed it and we think that you need one on one time with him." Finland said, "You need to get to know him before we burst out of the gate with the relation thing."

Norway looked down. "But."

"Why are you against it Norge. You seem so happy when ever he looks at you" Denmark asked.

"Of course I am happy but." Norway really did not want to talk about it.

"But why?" Sweden asked.

"But What If...what if he doesn't like me. What if he hates me. What if he never talks to me again. What if...Gah"

Denmark had jumped on the bed and wrapped Norway in the biggest hug possible.

"Don't worry he is going to love you." He said.

Finland sat down and put an arm on Norway's shoulder.

"Don't worry about the what if's worry about the here nows. Norway it is your son down there. He needs you. You need to spend time with him. I don't think Canada has a hateful bone in his body. He just needs love and you already want to give it. So you are going done there you are sitting next to him and are going to take him to lunch." Finland said passionately. Behind him Sweden nodded firmly.

Norway pushed Denmark off of him.

"I guess you are right. We should probably get down there I am sure they are waiting for us. Now can you leave my room so I can get dressed." Norway said his voice back to its normal frozen tone, but the others could hear the hidden fear and determination in his voice.

Denmark jumped off the bed and started to follow Finland and Sweden out.

"Denmark wait." Norway said.

"What."

"Room key now." Norway held out his hand.

"Aww but Norge"Denmark whined.

"No room key now the last thing I need is a stupid prank in my room again." Norway stated.

"Fine". Denmark reluctantly handed the key to Norway and bounced out of the room.

Norway got out of bed and pulled on some proper clothes. As he was brushing his hair back to his normal position he stared into the mirror. 'I look awful' he thought. He looked like he hadn't slept right in days which was indeed true. 'Hopefully coffee will help.'

He said a quick prayer that lunch would go well today and left to catch up to the others.

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Finland watched as Denmark ran ahead as they walked down the hallway. The Dane had a passion for being the one to push the elevator button.

"Sweden when Norway and Canada go out for lunch. You don't mind if I skip out on handing out flyers?" He asked

Sweden seemed confused.

"Why?"

"There is certain Brit I need to have a conversation with." Finland said with an air of causal conversation that Sweden almost didn't notice the blinding rage underneath that sentence.

"No problem. I will m'ke sure Denmark doesn't foll'w

you." He said. Now a normal person may want to stop their 'wife' from starting a fight with a world power but Sweden wasn't normal person. He in fact was completely prepared to help Finland bury a body if he asked him to.

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All of the Nordics gathered around Canada's computer as they made the flyers. The breakfast from the morning long gone as the group discussed how to go get the design printed. Iceland quietly pointed out a printer that stood in the corner. Denmark ever the one for pushing buttons practically stole the computer and ran over to it with Iceland following to make sure the Dane didn't break anything.

"Well That was fast." Norway said he looked at Canada who was currently looking at the spot his computer had occupied.

"Iceland will make sure nothing happens to it." He encouraged.

"Oh right I am not worried about the computer, but do you think the design is strong enough." Canada didn't quite know why he was asking Norway that, but for some reason he felt Norway's opinion was important.

"It very strong." Norway said. He watched as Iceland stopped Denmark from printing his own face. "It seems those two are going to take a while. Do you want to go get lunch and we can discuss it."

Norway was a bit proud of himself for that Segway.

"Oh sure. you think Sweden and Finland want to come." Canada asked.

Norway would have really liked it if they had come to take Canada's attention instead of him having to fill it, but one look at Sweden's firm stare he knew that that wasn't happening.

"I think they might want some alone time actually maybe it's better if we just go." He said.

"Oh okay." Canada said following Norway out.

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Sweden took one look around and noticed Finland had already quietly slipped out. He sighed as he went to help Iceland stopping Denmark from destroying hotel property.

He wondered if England would survive the accouter.

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The hotel halls were empty and long but Finland knew what room he was looking for. He came up to it and knocked. Annoyed British mumbling was heard from the other side.

"France I told you that I am not letting you back in here." England swung open the door revealing someone he was not expecting.

"Finland?" He said surprised.

"Hello England." Finland said still retaining a happy calm demeanor. "I was hoping to talk to you."

"Oh well come in then I got some tea on would you like some." England ever the gentleman offer.

Finland stepped in as England frantically was picking up a mess of French clothes from the floor.

"I hope you don't mind the mess. France is a absolute pig." England said

'Funny I was about to say the same thing about him.' Finland thought.

"Oh I don't mind." He stepped forward. Immediately, England could feel a change in the atmosphere to frigid cold fear. It ate at him.

"So what was it you wanted Finland." England felt a animalistic fear telling him to run away. He ignored it one does not run away from their guests.

"Oh I just wanted to talk to you about Canada and Norway."

It clicked. England felt every alarm in his body going off. He looked into the rage filled eyes of the Nordic.

"You know." He said is voice reaching a high pitched squeal.

"Oh yes." Finland took another step forward. "Are you afraid?"

England mind was screaming yes god yes, but his pride didn't.

"No of course not." England said.

"Why?" Finland stepped closer.

"Because I am English I am not afraid of some silly Nordic country." He took a breath and unknowingly sealed his own fate. "If you are anything like Norway then there really isn't anything to afraid of."

"Is that so?" Finland had backed England into a corner.

He got very very close the the English mans face. "You are going to listen to very word I say. If you don't I will cut you down before you have a chance to even move." Finland voice a threatening calm.

"Okay of course of course." England nodded. He had just noticed the axe in Finland's hand.

"You threatened Norway. You took away his son. You are a dog. England you know that a failure of a empire."

England cringed. Finland knew how to push the right buttons.

"You ever and I mean ever touch Norway again then I swear I will rip out every bone in your body and hang them on my wall. If you ever try and separate Canada from him again I will kill you. You threaten one of us you threaten all of us. You told Norway you weren't afraid of me. Well You don't seem to remember the Middle Ages very much do you? You think you can just rip families apart? I will show you what I can do to you. We are going to tell Canada who he is and you just need to watch and see if he ever forgives you. I certainly can't. The only reason you're alive right now is because Canada loves you. Do you understand me." There is was at long last in the fire passion and power. England saw it the soul of the Vikings in Finland's steel gaze. All he could do was nod cowardly as Finland then swept out of the room leaving it cold.

England shivered this was problem. He needed to call France.