Chapter 3
Location : Kirkland Mansion
Year: 2020
74 years and 360 days left before total destruction
"Thank you for having us over in such a short notice, " Finland smiled warmly at their host.
" We really appreciate that right ?...Su-san ?" Tino nudged his husband who was too busy admiring the workmanship of the chair he was sitting on to care.
" No need to be so formal , Tino . In fact , thank you for handling this one," England smiled back gratefully.
The Brit set down his cup of tea delicately and motioned for the two Scandinavian nations to follow him , as he led the awestruck couple through a labyrinth of corridors and fancy room , he couldn't help but frown , worried for what was going to happen next.
Knock knock
Sealand perked up cheerfully at the dull sound , he stayed silent as the door opened...then POUNCED onto poor unsuspecting Sweden.
" PAPA WHY ARE YOU SO LATE ! " the micronation yelled angrily , pounding his fists into Sweden's stomach.
"M' sr'y…"
" Jerk England is going to kill me with his cooking !" Sealand grumbled as he tried to hide his large grin.
" PETER !Oh Su-san why are we so late ?!" Finland gasped in mock horror as he smirked inwardly at his husband's expression.
Standing at the corridor , England coughed loudly, reminding the couple of their task.
" Oh shut up jerk !" Sealand huffed , despite his eyes gleaming happily.
England's face turned red but instead of yelling back , he merely scoffed and readjusted himself into an even more uncomfortable standing position.
Sealand blinked , well that's odd.
Sweden nodded at his wife , as the Finnish man sighed sadly.
" Peter...I need you to stay calm...but the world is going to end." Tino started off dejectedly.
Sealand stared , unimpressed , scoffed, then begin to walk off.
" Peter , I am telling the truth ! " Finland pleaded as the boy begin to cartwheel around the room.
"P'ter! " Berwald yelled.
The micronation froze as he stared at Sweden.
"Papa , did you just-"
" The w'rld is go'ng to end , in sev'nty five years , Peter," the Swede said firmly as he gripped the micronation's narrow shoulders.
"W-what ?" the boy stuttered pitifully , his eyes wide.
Sealand's eyes darted around his room as he tried hopefully to catch a glimpse of his older brother laughing at the prank. But what he saw, was England staring back , emotionless. That's all the answer he needed.
Finland felt his eyes prickling as he surged forward and embraced Peter tightly.
" Don't worry Peter , Mama will keep you safe kay? "
Sealand shook his head as his mind raced to comprehend what exactly was going on , this got to be a dream , yes a dream. Just a dream. No.
Peter collapsed onto the warm carpeted floor of his room as his mother kept comforting him desperately.
" W-we will survive this...we will all survive right ?" Peter asked finally , looking up at his parents with painful hope.
No one dared to answer him and the boy cried out at last.
A.N I...suddenly want to write about the reaction of the younger characters...don't worry this isn't a proper chapter , just something I whipped up in the middle of a traffic jam. Spoiler alert , there's going to be some religious conflicts coming in one chapter or two ...I'm really triggering everyone with this writing eh?