In the Nordic house, things were quite normal. Denmark was being, well, Denmark. Sweden and Norway just stood in annoyance, Iceland just ignored the whole thing, and Finland just rolled his eyes. Denmark, of course was suffering another hangover.
"How much did you have to drink?!" Sweden interrogated.
"A couple bottles." Denmark shrugged.
"Two bottles, and you're already intoxicated." Finland shook his head. "Are you ever going to learn?!"
"You stupid Dane!" Norway snapped, as he strangled Denmark by his tie.
"So I had a little to drink. It's no big deal!" Denmark said drunkenly.
"Not to you it isn't" Iceland face-palmed.
Sweden sighed, got up, and went eye level with his brother. "When are you going start getting you game up? This isn't funny Matthias." Sweden asked in the coldest voice he could muster.
Denmark looked away, not answering. Suddenly everything was completely silent.
"Well?" Sweden said impatiently.
Denmark stayed silent for another minute or so, and finally spoke, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I behave like a drunken idiot, I'm sorry I act like a child. Why do I do it? Why do I do this to myself and to you guys? I'm a failure!" Sweden and Finland exchanged glances, Norway stood deadpanned, and Iceland stood in astonishment.
"Well, that's exactly what we have been wanting to hear from you this whole time!" Finland sighed in exasperation.
"Well, glad you finally admitted you screwed up." Norway smirked, then his face broke into a menacing glare, and he grabbed Denmark by his tie. "If you're are lying there is going to be h*ll to pay." the Norwegian seethed. Denmark gulped and shook his head, signifying he was telling the truth.
"That's good Ta-San." Finland said in an uncomfortably cheerful way.
Iceland then spoke up. "Don't mean to change the subject, but where's Mr. Puffin I haven't seen him all morning."
Just as he announced that Sweden and Finland's dog Hanatamago came running into the living room yipping.
"Do you know where he might be dog?" Iceland asked. Hana just stared at the Icelandic boy blankly.
"Great." Iceland said sarcastically.
"I'm sure he's not far." Norway said. "He better not be for your sake. Because if he is, and he is up to no good, he's going to get it." Iceland growled.
Mr. Puffin, of course, WAS up to no good. He was hiding to avoid getting caught after he had gotten a hold of some embarrassing photos and stories of Iceland and somehow posted them on the internet. In order to avoid getting in trouble he decided to escape the house and hide out in the woods next to the house. Mr. Puffin, who was perched on a branch, flinched when he heard footsteps behind him.
"Oh crap!" He muttered to himself. He turned expecting to see his owner coming towards him in complete rage, instead what he saw was a small youngish woman with dark hair and tannish skin coming up to him despairingly. It was (Y/N).
"Oh, hey there bird." (Y/N) said.
"Uh, can I help you lady?" Mr. Puffin asked.
(Y/N) stepped back kind of astonished. "You can talk?" she inquired.
"Yes. And whatever you do, do not tell my owner I'm out here. I posted some embarrassing stuff about him online, and if he sees what I have done he'll kill me." Mr. Puffin explained.
(Y/N) shrugged and then answered, "Well, in return please do not tell anybody I am around here. If I get caught, my life is over, and I'll be locked up for as long as I live." (Y/N) pleaded.
"What'd you do?" Mr. Puffin asked suspicion in his tone.
"Well…." (Y/N) started to explain.
Meanwhile, Iceland and the others were on a search for the troublesome puffin, when suddenly Finland came in holding Iceland's phone.
"Hey, Emil, how did these pictures get on the internet?" The Fin inquired.
Iceland suddenly looked up. "What pictures?" The silver-haired boy asked, walking over to Finland. Iceland took his phone from Finland and scrolled down horrified by what he saw. Iceland went completely red in the face.
"DENMARK!" Iceland screamed. At hearing his name, Denmark walked into the room nervously. Iceland stalked up to him, his violet orbs glinting dangerously. Iceland held up his phone to Denmark's face.
"Did you do this?" Iceland said through clenched teeth. Denmark backed away with his hands up. "Dude I was not on the internet in the last hours, nor did I touch your phone." Denmark said defensively. "Honest?" Iceland seethed. Denmark nodded. At that moment Sweden and Norway entered the room curious about what was going on.
"Well he's not anywhere in the house." Norway announced. Iceland sighed, then showed his older brother his phone.
"What the…." Sweden said completely dumbfounded, then he exchanged looks with Finland. "Well, it was not any of us." Finland said shrugging.
Iceland thought for a moment. "Well it was none of you, and Mr. Puffin isn't in the house, so that means….Oh god no." Iceland facepalmed. "I am going to give that idiot bird what for when I find him." Iceland said now furious.
"Ice, stay here and we'll find him. And I promise he will be punished for this." Sweden assured him. Iceland nodded, "Okay, but please don't take it to far." Iceland sighed.
Sweden, Norway, Denmark, and Finland nodded. The four of them bundled into their uniforms and heavy winter clothing to search for the offending sea bird.
(Y/N) and Mr. Puffin stood outside chatting, when Mr. Puffin looked out into the distance, spotting Sweden, Denmark, Norway, and Finland coming his way.
"Oh (bleep). Uh (Y/N), you better get moving if you don't want be seen. I think I'm screwed." Mr. Puffin warned the woman. (Y/N) nodded, "It was a pleasure to meet you Puffin." she said and ran off. Mr. Puffin looked around himself thinking they had not found him, but boy did he stand corrected! He looked out in front of them to see the four boys glaring at him.
"Uh, hi." Mr. Puffin said nervously. "What did you do?! Why'd you post those on my brother's phone? Norway interrogated. Mr. Puffin didn't answer. Sensing he was really hot water now, he took off from the branch he had been sitting on and attempted to find another hiding place.
"Stop him! Don't let him get away! Denmark shouted as he, his brothers, and Finland pursued the now frantic seabird. Mr. Puffin finally found his way to the shed and hid in a metal bucket, but he could not keep himself hidden for long. Denmark, Sweden, and Norway walked up to the bird glaring menacingly at him. Welp, he was busted.
"Looks like you've flown yourself into a corner." Denmark smirked. Once more. Mr. Puffin got up from his "not so secret" hiding place and tried to fly away but Sweden grabbed him just in the nick of time. Mr. Puffin squawked, flapping his wings, but Sweden handed him to Denmark who wrapped his arms around the bird, pinning his wings down. "Keep him still." Sweden commanded, and Denmark nodded as Sweden took out a roll of tape and started wrapping it around the bird's body and his beak.
"You have some explaining to do you brat." Norway snarled.
"Are you sure this doesn't count as animal abuse." Finland asked uneasily.
"Not at all. This tape isn't even that sticky. It can't hurt him." Sweden assured the Finnish boy.
"It's just the brute force duct tape we use in case our victims or criminals need a little binding." Denmark explained. Hearing that made Finland shudder.
Mr. Puffin let a muffled scream. This sucked. Here, he thought that he could go about covering up his "crime" but he got busted either way. He struggled within Denmark's grip and the tape that held him. "You and Icey are going to have yourselves a nice little chat when we get back." Denmark sneered. "Common." Norway sighed. Denmark placed Mr. Puffin under his coat, holding him there, to further more silence him. With a signal from Finland, the four nations headed back to the house.
Iceland sat at the table, making an attempt to delete the photos off his phone, when Sweden, Denmark, Norway, and Finland came inside. Iceland stood up, walking to his family members.
"Good news Icey. We caught the culprit!" Denmark said triumphantly, removing the bound Mr. Puffin from his coat placing him on the table.
"Geez, you didn't have to tie him up." Iceland rolled his eyes. Iceland and the four men, all walked up to the table surrounding the terrified bird. Norway removed the tape hold Mr. Puffin's beak shut. "Alright bird, start talking." Iceland snapped impatiently.
"I can explain." Mr. Puffin said shakily. "You have 30 seconds before I do god knows what to you!" Iceland cracked his knuckles threateningly. Mr. Puffin shuddered at the sound, knowing he seriously had p*ssed off his owner this time
Mr. Puffin didn't say anything. "Well?!" Iceland snarled. "Okay It was just a joke!" Mr. Puffin cried out. "A joke? Really?" Iceland asked in disbelief. "I just thought it would be funny." Mr Puffin chuckled nervously. Iceland closed his eyes and sighed angrily. "I'll let you go this one time, but next time, punishments will be far more severe." Iceland said coldly. The puffin nodded as Iceland untied him. Mr. Puffin looked down at Hanatamago who just looked at him sympathetically.
"By the way." Norway began.
"Yes….?" Mr. Puffin answered.
"Who was that woman you were speaking to out there?" Norway asked curiously.
"Uhh, I'm not supposed to talk about." Mr. Puffin quickly shook his head.
"I see." Norway said suspiciously.
End of chapter 2. Poor Mr. Puffin. It also seems (Y/N) has been discovered anyway, and now the Nordics are onto her. Anyways thanks for reading!