Author's Note: I did a bit of research and found people in Sweden and Finland tend to drink lots of coffee. So I decided to add that to the story...

• Also, to the reviewer who suggested I use the metric system when metioning height. Thank you for letting me know, I added that to the story too.

-TheMGMouse :)

Part2

"Yes, Sir," Estonia said softly, looking back once before he continued his march upstairs. He wasn't going to risk annoying Sweden; irritating Sweden was Denmark's job.

He turned right and made his way to the office, and finding the door tapped on the doorframe.

Finland looked up from his work and grinned, "Hello there, Estonia. Long time no see, please come on in! It's nice and warm in here now that I added that fireplace." Finland gestured to the fireplace.

Estonia walked in and took a seat next to the fireplace.

The fireplace wasn't the only new thing, in fact, this entire sitting room was new, created by knocking down the wall that used to separate the office and a spare bedroom.

"Would you like some coffee or tea?" Finland got up and walked over to a dresser with a high tech-coffee pot on it and opened a cabinet to showcase his extensive selections of tea and coffee bags.

"No, thank you."

"Are you sure?" Finland asked in his tip-toes rummaging through the cabinet, "we-uh... where'd it- Ah, here!" Finland grabbed a small expresso box that looked extremely beat up, "it's gourmet." Finland grinned.

A few moments later they were sitting across from each other chatting Finland with a cinnamon roast loaded with sweetener and Estonia with an expresso.

Switzerland looked up at Sweden.

"So you are Switzerland? You're much smaller than I thought. 150 centimeters?"

"167." Switzerland corrected

"Ah. I see." Sweden put a hand on his hand and then moved it to Switzerland's comparing their height with a small smile.

Switzerland shook his head and lifted Sweden's hand off his hand, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Finland and Estonia haven't seen each other in a long time. I thought the two might want to catch up."

"Okay."

"come on little Switzerland." Sweden pulled Switzerland into the kitchen, we have much to talk about."

"Coffee?" Sweden offered placing the warm cup of coffee in Switzerland's hand

"Uh- thanks," Switzerland said took a sip of the coffee and blinked hard- strong coffee. The next ten minutes was spent watching Sweden drain his cup from across the table.

Minutes ticked by, until finally, Sweden broke the silence, "Have a good meeting little Switzerland. It's been a good talk." He stood up and left the room leaving his empty coffee cup as the only bit of his presence.

Switzerland left his cup on the table half-finished and made his way upstairs hoping to find both Finland and Estonia.