Tino huffed, glaring at Berwald. Every time they went to IKEA, he inevitably got jealous of an inanimate piece of furniture. I mean, not like you could blame him. After all, Berwald would usually sacrifice almost anything to spend even a little time with his cute little Finn. Now he was giving more affection to a lamp than his own wife, despite Tino's constant attempts to get his attention.

Tino grabbed his arm, trying to pull him away. "Ruotsi!" he shouted, but he didn't get a reply. Either something was definitely wrong or the Swede was way too into this Duderö floor lamp. While Tino thought it was a pretty neat lamp, he really didn't think it was more worthy of Berwald's attention than he was... then again, he felt the same way about the last three furnishings his husband had looked at, so maybe it was just him.

Tino frowned, shaking Berwald's arm. "RUOTSII!"

But nothing. Huffing, he turned and ran. He didn't want to be with a husband who was more interested in a lamp than him. Tears filled his eyes as he collapsed behind a bookshelf. A muscular pair of arms grabbed him from behind, picking him up. Tino turned, only to see Mathias.

"Hey buddy, don't get too down about Sve. I'm always right here." He smiled, setting Tino down and turning him around so he could give him a big, warm hug. Tino wiped away a tear, nodding as he hugged back. "I-I'm sorry I ran away..."

"It's fine!" The Dane chuckled, letting go of Tino and patting his back."I woulda done the same if my cute little Norge were ignoring me for a stick of butter."

This got Tino to finally smile, letting out a small giggle. "Yeah, I guess. Should we get back to him?"

Mathias nodded, running off. Tino ran after him, realizing suddenly that he had no idea which direction he had come from. Hoping the Dane knew, he continued to chase. Spoiler alert; Denmark was just as navigationally inept, if not more. It was probably the second biggest reason he hated IKEA (the biggest being its Swedishness).

By the time they had both tired out from running, they both fell on top of a comfortable 6 seater couch, giggles escaping from them between pants. Mathias looked over to Tino, grinning. "I beat ya~"

Tino giggled, lightly smacking him in a playful gesture. "I'll beat you next time!"

"Sure ya will. By the way, Finny... uh, where are we...?"

Tino blinked and looked around. "Well, I thought you were leading me back to Ruotsi..."

"Nope. I have no fuckin' clue where we are," Mathias admitted with a grin, before realizing what that meant. "We're lost now, aren't we?"

"And no Lukas to help us, either..."

At that, the Dane started tearing up, tightly hugging Tino as he cried, "We're gonna die in here and it's all my faaauult!"

The Finn sighed, stroking Mathias's hair gently. "Calm down, Ta... we'll find our way back to the others. I'm sure of it. Even if we don't, it is my fault for running off."

Denmark nodded, sniffling and wiping away a tear. "O-Okay..."

Suddenly, everything became dark. The noise accompanying the lights shutting off alone made Tino let out a very effeminate scream, before he started clinging to Mathias, trembling. "W-What just happened?!"

"I think the lights went out."

"That much is obvious, but why?!" Tino looked around, hoping to see some kind of light. Aha! The lamps nearby were on! And someone was standing by them! Too excited to question any of this, Tino tightly gripped Mathias's hand and more or less dragged the Dane behind himself as he got up and ran to the stranger. That's when he noticed their outfit; the IKEA employee uniform! They could ask for directions to the exit, or at least get help finding Berwald!

"Mister, thank God you're here! We-"

"The store is closed. Please leave."

Tino faltered. "Erm- that's actually... could you, perhaps, lead us to the exit? And help us find our-" He paused as the staff member turned around. First off, how could he have not noticed something having arms that freakishly long? Second off, where the hell was its face?! Before he could even scream, the thing lunged at him. He quickly dodged it, before running as fast as his tiny little legs could carry him while dragging Denmark along.

Thankfully, the Dane managed to regain some of his sense and started running as well, even faster. It ended up that he was dragging Tino behind him now. They weren't sure how long they ran before they seemed to have lost the thing. They still ran for an extra five minutes before collapsing onto what was probably a bed.

"W-What was that thing?" Mathias asked, panting and out of breath from running so fast.

"I don't- I have no earthly idea," Tino answered, in quite the same state. "Whatever that was... I hope it doesn't find us again..."

Denmark sighed, sitting up. "I guess if the store is closed or whatever... we're better off gettin' some sleep and tryin' to leave when it's open again, right?"

"But- what if it finds us and kills us in our sleep?"

"You sleep, then. I'll be standin' guard and wake ya if it shows."

Tino nodded, groping around in the dark before finding the covers and pulling them back, getting half under them and half out so he could easily get up and run if he had to. "Oh, well... maybe we should switch, too. You need some sleep as well."

"That works for me," Mathias agreed with a smile. "Well, in that case- godnat, Tino!"

"Hyvää yötä, Mathias," Tino sleepily mumbled, before drifting into unconsciousness.