Estonia pressed his ear to the door and listened, frowning. He had been looking for Latvia, but stopped to investigate when he heard the most interesting sounds coming from behind a closed door.
"OW! Stop! It hurts, Su-san!" Finland whined.
"Y'd bett'r h'ld st'll," Sweden murmured, "'t'll make't bett'r."
"It hurts too much!" Finland whimpered. "Take it off, Su-san! Please."
Estonia's jaw dropped. Were they doing what he thought they were doing? Here? At a world meeting?! He squared his shoulders. He wouldn't let Finland get hurt, not while he was still around!
With a mighty bam, Estonia kicked the door open. Panting, he commanded, "Sweden, remove you self at once…from…Finland…oh."
The two nations looked up at Estonia.
Estonia froze.
On a table before him, Sweden was delicately dabbing at a scrape on Finland's arm with antiseptic.
"Ah!" said Estonia, turning an interesting shade of pink. "I thought you two…you know…um…"
Sweden raised an eyebrow in question. It wasn't intentional, but the shadow cast by his eyebrow made his face look absolutely murderous.
Estonia coughed, smiled nervously at Finland, and ran out of the room screaming for his life.
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AN: Yeah, I know, the 'misunderstood situation' scene is really cliché. BUT IT'S JUST TOO MUCH FUN, OHOHO.
