She started screaming hysterically. "Äiti, Isoveli, Isä!" Maliina tried to run to the group of five, but Canada held her back.
"Pet, that's not your mom. She's dead, remember?" England asked softly.
"No, no, no! My Äiti's right there!" Maliina argued, fighting against the Canadian. "Äiti!"
The five, hearing the commotion, looked towards them. It was the Nordics. They stared curiously, until their eyes rested on Maliina, trying desperately to run over.
Finland shrieked. "GREENLAND!"
Canada, England, and Romania froze, staring at the Nordics. Feeling the hold on her shirt collar loosen, Maliina ripped herself from the Canadian's grip, just as the Nordic group ran over.
Finland encased Maliina in a tight hug, words pouring out of his mouth in his native language like a waterfall. "Voi, Maliina, olin niin huolissani, kun et ollut siellä, ajattelin natsit sai sinut, olen niin iloinen, että olet turvassa, Grönlanti, rakastan sinua, rakastan sinua, rakastan sinua niin paljon, makea sydän...[Oh, Maliina, I was so worried when you weren't there, I thought the Nazis got you, I'm so glad you're safe, Greenland, I love you, I love you, I love you so much, sweet heart...]"
"Minäkin rakastan sinua, Äiti. [I love you too, mother.]" the girl whimpered, wrapping her arms around Finland.
"Greenland...?" England and Canada asked at the same time, as America, France, Russia, and China came over with confused looks. Finland stood up with Maliina in his arms, and Norway took her, holding her tightly.
"Greenland." Norway confirmed. "We were going to introduce her, then World War II popped up and we agreed for her safety we'd wait until after the war. Then the Nazis came to Finland and I'm sure she's told you what happened from there."
Iceland nodded. "Greenland is the Sixth Nordic."
"Th'nk y' f'r t'k'ng c'r 'f h'r. [Thank you for taking care of her.]" Sweden finished, accepting the leaning Maliina into his arms.
"Far..., jag har saknat dig." She curled up in his arms, wrapping her arms around Sweden's neck and looking at Canada. "Thank you for taking care of me. Oh, and I knew you guys were nations the whole time. Seriously, what type of normal person has Freedom as their middle name?"
America laughed sheepishly. "I suppose she's right in that sense..."
"How many languages do you speak?" Romania asked. "You know English and Finnish, and I could've sworn you were just talking in Swedish..."
Maliina smiled. "I speak seven languages- Swedish, Finnish, Norwegian, Icelandic, Danish, English, and Greenlandic."
"Hey, I never told you what that cylinder does!" Denmark exclaimed. "There's a button on there; if you press it, it changes into an awesome battle ax like mine!...Only, your size."
"Come on, sister dear, let's get going." Norway took Maliina again. "Maybe when we get home, Finland can make you some suaasat."
"Okay, big brother!" she said cheerfully.