In the morning (at least, what was probably the morning), Lukas was awoken by a distant scream. Being too sleepy to properly process this, he yawned, stretched, and immediately went back to sleep. As typically happens when you're only awake for ten seconds, he completely forgot about this.

But when he woke up again,he actually got up. He sat up, looking around in confusion. Where the hell am I, he wondered, before yesterday's memories hit him like a brick. Scowling in annoyance at Sweden, he put his hand down at the bed, expecting to find his little brother and wake him up. Except, evidently, Emil was not there. Lukas's heart sank as he looked down at the empty space in bed beside him.

The sheets were tossed to the side. He let out a sigh of relief; maybe Iceland had woken up already and was just looking around. He got out of bed, looking around.

"Ice?" He called, only to be met with no reply. He repeated himself, a little louder. Still nothing. Furrowing his brows, Norway wondered where his brother might be.

If I were Iceland and I woke up before Big Brother in Hell IKEA, where would I go? He thought to himself. He paused, shuddering as a less than pleasant memory returned to him. The refridgerators. Of course. Then he wondered if finding his brother was worth mentally scarring himself again. He decided it was worth it and headed off to find the refridgerators.

As Lukas approached the refridgerators, he heard a breathy moan followed by his brother's voice. "Don't worry, ísskápur," Iceland whispered, his voice strained, "I'll make sure they don't find us..."

Briefly questioning himself whether or not he wanted to know what ísskápur meant, Lukas quietly called, "Iceland?"

"Skít- Nore?"

"Please don't tell me you were just-"

"Shut up, Lukas! Our love is just as real and meant to be as you and Den!"

"I DO NOT LOVE DENMARK!"

"IT'S PAINFULLY OBVIOUS, NOR, JUST ADMIT IT!"

Norway huffed, blushing lightly. "Respect your elders, lillebror. Now get out of there and help me find everyone else."

Rolling his eyes, Emil pulled his pants up and came out from behind the fridge. He then stormed off, Lukas having to follow him. As they wandered, the brothers kept bickering about who had a thing for the stupidest inanimate object (Norway's argument being that refrigerators couldn't double as lube and Iceland saying that if they could, refrigerators couldn't go rancid inside you. All in all, it was a ridiculous discussion). By the end of it, they both shut up because they realized that an IKEA was basically Sweden's idea of a perfect Japanese love hotel, and that thought made Emil extremely uncomfortable.

But, of course, their arguing didn't stop completely.

"Come on, Ice, you've never even won."

"There's a first time for everything! It's way better than your song, at the very least!"

"Nobody can beat Alex-"

Their argument about Eurovision was interrupted by a very panicked Finn throwing a table right in front of them. "Has anybody seen Denmark!?"

Both brothers shook their heads, Norway more worried than he would admit. Finland paused, staring at them. "Wait... oh, Norway! Icey!" He giggled, tightly hugging them. "We were looking for you two yesterday!"

"Oh, you were? Sorry," Lukas mumbled, Iceland rolling his eyes and pointing to the oldest of the three nations. "He's the genius who got us lost. Blame him."

"Oh, it's fine!" Tino shrugged. "Ta and I would have been missing, anyway. I ran off and he followed me." He sighed, staring sadly down at the ground. "Unfortunately, that means Berwald is completely missing..."

"And now Mathias, as well," Iceland finished.

"Well, what are we waiting for?! Are we going to just stand around doing nothing?" Norway huffed, glaring down at them.

Emil smirked up at his brother, teasing him a bit. "Why so eager, Nore? Just can't wait to see your boyfriend again~?"

"He is not my boyfriend. You can miss a friend. You probably miss Hong Kong right now, don't you?"

Iceland blushed, looking away. That probably wasn't the best example. "Shut up."

Tino watched the two bicker, giggling. "You fight like little children, but Lukas has a point, why wait around? We have Vikings to rescue!"

The way Finland used the word Vikings almost made Lukas feel sick. Still, he nodded. "Sure. Let's go find them."

Tino nodded, grabbing Norway's hand and running off into IKEA to find their (boy)friends. Iceland shouted at the two to wait up, running after them.