BONJOUR PEOPLEZ! Welcome to the second chapter of Missing. I hope you like it.

These are basically just memories, and what happens the next day.

ENJOY! XD

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia…..which is probably a good thing…. Amen.

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"M' a get s'me wood."
"Mmm. Kay."
"Bye. Ah love yoo Fin."
"What was that for? You're coming right back."
"Ah don' know. Jus' had a feelin'."
"Okay ya silly goose! I love you too." And a warm smile was all he saw before he was lost to the snow, and never came back.

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Footsteps.

"Mmmm, Berwald?"
"Mama?"
"Huh?...Oh!... Hey baby. Good morning."
Tino groggily shifted himself into an upright position from the couch, making room for the young boy.
He stretched, sore from his restless sleep sprawled on the lumpy couch the night before.
The cold quickly seeped into his bones, and he finally noticed the empty hearth in the fireplace. Just a few embers were left burning.
Tino shivered, gritting his teeth to the cold.
"Mama?"
"Mhmm?"
"Papa,... came home last night...,right?"
A hopeful expression.
Tino sighed.
"I'm sorry baby. He's not home yet, but he will be soon. Just you wait, he'll be home. I think he got lost in the snow last night, but he'll find his way home. Worst case scenario, he had to bunk in town for the night, but he'll probably call soon. Don't you worry baby, I bet he's on his way home right now. Just you wait and see."
The small Fin gave an empty, but reassuring smile, and hoisted the young blonde onto his lap. Peter gladly snuggled in, tears threatening to spill.
Wrapping themselves up in a thick blanket, Tino wasn't surprised to find that he was trying to reassure himself more than he was his child.
Another tired smile.
Sunlight reflected off of the new fallen snow outside, streaming through the large, frosted window onto the broken family below.
"Don't you worry sweetie, he'll come home."
Such a beautiful day.

"He'll come home..."

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"HEY NORGE! WAIT UP!"
"WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU, I"M TOO FAR AHEAD YA LAZY ASS!"

Snow-flakes still drifted from the sky as the two young (loud) men trudged through the new fallen snow the previous night's storm had piled up.
Three feet, that's what the news had said.
The one called "Norge" sighed waiting for his companion behind him.
"Ahh... Lukas! Thanks babe! I'm gettin' really tired! Haha!" The man gasped as he fought to catch his breath back from the chilled afternoon air.
"Shut it bastard!" Lukas snapped back, "And don't call me that!"
"Awwwww, come on Luke! Don't be such a party-pooper!" A broad smile crossed the man's face as he leaned against a leafless tree close by.
Lukas' lip twitched in annoyance, and he gave the man a dark glare.
"Come on Mathias. We still have a long way to go."
Maneuvering his snowshoes around the large hills of fallen snow, Lukas turned his back on his companion and started to silently trudge up the hill, mumbling under his breath.
Sunlight streamed through the tree branches laden in new snow, it sparkled under the light, giving the world a beautiful new atmosphere.
Lukas filled his lungs with the sparkling air, trying anything to capture the beautiful scene.
Then, BAM!, he had a face full of snow.
"WHAT THE FUCK! MATHIAS! YOU BASTARD! GET OFF ME DAMMIT!"
If looks could kill...
"HAHA! Ahh! Don't be such a party-pooper Luke! Hey! WAIT THAT'S NOT-! Mmmfftt!"
A snowball hit him square in the face, soaking Mathias to the skin.
Lukas giggled and quickly hurried away as his lover struggled to rid himself of the icy slush.
"Ah,... So ya wanna play hard ball, huh? BRING IT BABE!"

And they ran off into the snow.

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So, okay! Next chapter Berwald will mysteriously appear, and Lukas and Mathias' part will make more sense.

{Lukas= Norway, and Mathias=Denmark.}

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