Chapter 2

"DENMARK YOU LITTLE BASTARD, WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"You should try-"

"NOT NOW, NORWAY! I'M CALLING THE LITTLE CRAP-"

"England, shush! I have an idea."

England stopped and narrowed his eyes at the child, "What idea?"

Norway cleared his throat. "THERE'S FREE BEER OVER HERE!"

Suddenly tiny footsteps came running around the corner and a tiny Denmark ran and flew into Sweden, knocking him over and landing on the ground. Everyone giggled a little, even England.

"B-BEER?! WHERE?!" He stood up quickly, looking around. He screeched with pain a second later when a certain angry Sweden grasped his hands around his neck and began to choke him.

"Enough, Sweden," Norway commanded, "He's learned his lesson."

Sweden nodded and threw Denmark down, and he landed on the floor. He swiftly got up and panted, looking around, "Beer!"

"There is no beer here, you little tyke." England grinned, "Sorry."

Denmark gave puppy sad eyes, "Then-then why'd you say there was….?"

"Because it was the only way we could find you, you idiot." Norway snarled. "If you came running back to us, we wouldn't have to look for you. Where'd you go anyway?"

"Just trying to get to town faster." Denmark grinned.

"Then just walk with us." England snarled, "it's easier."

Denmark pouted, crossing his arms, "Fine. But you walk so slow."

They didn't listen. They continued to walk at a slow pace. Everyone was fine with it except for Denmark. "UGHHHH do we have to walk so slow? It's boring!"

"We're going on a small walk. After this we're-"

"After this you're gonna feed us right?" Denmark asked.

"I'd like salamiakki." Finland whispered.

England rubbed his temples. "Do I really have to cook for you guys?"

They all gulped, then backed away. The shook their heads. "N-no!" Denmark began, "We-we meant buy us food! Don't make it! America says your food makes people throw up! He said Prussia fainted one time from eating your food!"

"Shut up!" England snarled, blushing with embarrassment. (What a tsundere.)

Sweden looked around, then pointed ahead: "A café."

"No, no, a bar!" Denmark smiled, running ahead. England gasped and quickly caught up to him, picking him up in his arms. Denmark flailed around, "Let me go!"

"No!"

"Why?!"

"Because children aren't allowed in bars and their not allowed to drink beer!"

Denmark gulped, eyes going wide. "No…beer?..."

"No beer."

Denmark suddenly let out a tiny shriek and continued to flail around in England's arms. England couldn't take the little guy's fists hitting him so hard so he dropped him, and Denmark rolled around on the floor. "Wahhh! No beer!"

"Stop it!" England snarled, "People are looking!"

Denmark refused to keep his mouth shut; so Sweden walked over and bopped him on the head. Denmark sniffed from the pain. England sighed. "Sorry, kid; no beer."

*Sniff!*

"Ugh. Come on, we'll go to that café Sweden saw." England looked down and saw all the Nordics looked at least a little cheerful except Denmark. Was he still hurt? England snarled under his breath and breathed in heavily. I can't believe I'm about to do this. Then again, I did it for America all the time.

"Denmark, you..you want a piggy back ride?"

Denmark beamed up, "All the way?"

"All the way."

Denmark cheered and jumped at his legs. "Now, now!"

"Fine, just shut up!" England growled, picking him up. He sat the tiny child on his shoulders, and Denmark began laughing, "Hey, look at me! I'm king of the world!"

"Great." Sweden snarled, tightening his black cape around him.

"Can-can I have a piggy back ride when we go home?" Finland asked all cute-like. England tried to refuse, but Finland's cute little face made him blush from cuteness. Good lord, why is he so cute?!

"Alright, fine!" England snapped. Finland grinned and giggled. "Yay!"

England lead the children to the small café. Once they were inside, he turned to them and asked, "what do you want?"

"Coffee!" Denmark yelled.

England rose an eyebrow, "You look like you're four. I don't think you should drink coffee."

"Oh…..then….brownie! Or candy!"

England sighed, "Make up your mind, please. You guys too." He looked down at the others. The others began to think. Finland looked at the floor a little, "I kinda want ice cream."

"You heard wife; we're getting' ice cream."

"There is no ice cream in a café." England reminded them. The others sighed. Suddenly Finland looked up, "can we get ice cream?"

"Then why did you ask me to come in here?"

The kids shrugged, and England let out a sigh of pain, to which Denmark laughed. He walked out slowly, the kids on his heels. Finally they got to an ice cream place, and the kids each said which flavor they wanted.

Sweden and Finland had requested lemon, Norway requested mint chocolate chip, Iceland requested Vanilla, and Denmark shouted for chocolate. Once they got their frozen treats, they began to lap at them lightly, while Denmark devoured his. England flinched to how fast the kid ate it.

"Denmark, stop! You're getting ice cream all over yourself!" England shouted, handing him a napkin.

Denmark burped, "Sorry!" He replied, taking the napkin and wiping it over his face. England sighed and joined the kids on the bench. It was nice. This ice cream place overlooked a river. Denmark peered over the fence and grinned, "Woah! Jellyfish! And catfish! And just, wow!"

England and the others looked over. Indeed many Jellyfish and other fish were scrambling over the water, making their presence known. Norway nodded, "it must be migration or something."

England looked up, "Is that a seagull?"

*Caw!*

Denmark gasped. "Noooo! It'll eat the fish!"

"That's the circle of life." Iceland shrugged.

Denmark shook the fence. "Noo! Fish, swim away! Swim away!"

His crying was in vain; for the seagull swooped down and snatched a jellyfish in it's beak. Denmark gasped at the others admired the scene of nature that was going on in front of them.

"Nooo! It had so many more miles to swim!" Denmark cried, releasing tears. England narrowed his eyes, "You can't be this stupid."

"Oh trust me, there's been worse." Norway grumbled.

"Ohhh the poor fish!" Denmark cried. England rolled his eyes and shook him for a moment:

"Are you done with your ice cream? All of you too? I want to get you guy's back to Norway's house because it's getting dark."

He was right. Over the river the sun disappeared over the horizon. Denmark burped, "Yep, I'm good!" He smiled. Had he forgotten about the fish already?

The others nodded and England breathed a sigh a relief, "Finally. Let's get you guys home."

"Yay, sleepover!" Denmark cheered. Norway, Iceland, and Sweden each slapped a hand to their face while Finland giggled, "I love sleepovers!"

"Why do we have to stay with each other?" Iceland asked.

"Because I don't feel like taking you guys to each of your individual houses. I'm tired. I've had to take care of five little kids today! Thanks to someone." He shot a menacing glare at Denmark. Denmark grinned with a nervous shrug. England sighed. "let's go home."

"My piggy back ride?" Finland rose his arms up.

"Yes, your piggy back ride." England said, picking him up. They walked back to Norway's house and England set them all on the couch. "When I walk out of this house, I expect you all to go to bed. I'll be back first thing tomorrow morning, so don't do anything stupid, especially you Denmark."

"Hey!" he pouted.

"When have we ever done anything stupid?" Iceland began, "I mean me, Nor, Swe and Fin; not Den."

"Hey!" Denmark whined.

Honestly England gave out a little chuckle. Seeing them blame Denmark reminded him of when he and France fought each other back then. Then he remembered they still fight now. Who cares right now? That's beside the point.

"Be good. See you tomorrow morning." England said, walking out. He hoped to god the kids wouldn't do anything stupid.

Oh flying mint bunny, when I wake up tomorrow morning, please tell me they didn't do anything stupid.

Iceland gave out a long yawn. "I'm tired. Goodnight." He jumped off the couch and began to walk to Norway's room.

"Oh hell no," Norway raced to him and pulled him back, "that's my room."

"And?"

"I'm sleeping in it."

"Then where do we sleep?" Finland asked.

Sweden and Denmark nodded.

"Ugh. Sleep on the couch or in the guest room; I don't care. Goodnight." He snarled then walked into his room, shutting the door. Finland gulped, "He turned off the light…it's dark in here…

"Y' scared, wife?"

"A little-I'm not your wife!"

"Mm. C'mon; we'll go use his guest room. You losers stay n the couch tonight." He told Denmark and Iceland as he lead Finland to the guest room. Iceland gave a pissed-off glare to Sweden while Denmark pouted, "Why do we have to sleep on the couch?!"

"Just shut up and sleep." Iceland snarled.

They jumped on the couch and Iceland made himself comfortable, snuggling a pillow.

"Ack!" He squeaked when a foot nudged him in the butt. "Dane! Stop it!"

*Snore*

"Good lord. He gets pissed that we have to sleep on a couch, then he just passes out. Moron."

….

The next morning, England walked up to the house and breathed in heavily.

Don't worry, me. I'm sure they're ok….right…?

With a small gulp, he slowly opened the door, fearing what he'd see. When he walked in, he saw a small Iceland sleeping on the couch. He was surprised he was still asleep. He looked in all the other rooms. Sweden and Finland were sleeping together in the guest room, and Norway was in his bed, snoring away. England sighed with relief. Everything was alright.

Wait…where the fuck was Denmark?

WHY must he disappear?!

He flew out of Norway's bedroom and checked the bathroom. No one. He ran to the kitchen and gasped. "Denmark! What are you doing?!"

The small child swallowed and turned around nervously. He gasped when he saw the brit standing in the doorway, a pissed-off look on his face. Denmark gasped, "Ahh! It's nothing!"

"You're a child again! You shouldn't be drinking beer!"

Denmark threw the bottle down, and it broke into a million small pieces. England just jumped back, "Why did you do that?!"

"You said you didn't want me drinking it!"

"I was gonna pick it up and put it away!"

"Oh."

England slapped a hand to his face. A sudden small yawn came from behind him, and he turned to see a little Norway rubbing his eyes tiredly. "Hey, England, why're you screaming? I'm a kid again I need sleep."

"Ask your brother." He nodded his thumb to the small Dane.

*Hic!*

"Drinking beer as a child? You're a moron brother."

"Haha! Couldn't stay away from it!"

England rubbed his temples, "Shut up, both of you. I'm trying to figure out what to say to the other countries when they see you like this.."

Denmark rose his hand, "Ooh! Ooh! I know, I know! You can tell then we're all sick, and hide us!"

"That's stupid, brother. How could we all be sick at the same time?"

"Hey, it was a suggestion!"

"Whatever."

England just sighed, "Where'd you find the beer, Denmark?"

"In the fridge." He pointed.

"Good." England walked over to the fridge and opened it, grabbing a bottle for himself. He opened it and chugged it down. "I needed that."

He opened the fridge for another one.

"Um, England, you shouldn't drink all of that. I know you're annoyed but, getting drunk while there's kids around? That's not smart." Norway pointed out. A small yawn came from the living room, signaling that Iceland was awake.

"Little bro is up." Norway said.

When the two turned back around, they gasped when they saw England had fallen asleep in a chair, already drunk off his ass. Norway padded up to the table and rose an eyebrow, "Four bottles in two minutes? Wow, that's impressive."

"Haha! Yeah!"

"Hey, what's going ong?" Iceland came in, rubbing his eyes, "what happened to England?"

"He passed out like the drunk he is." Denmark snickered.

"Bro, you're annoying."

Sudden footsteps signaled Sweden and Finland coming in. Finland gave a small yawn, then squeaked and ran behind Sweden when he saw the brit passed out in the chair. "Ahh! What happened to England?!"

"He passed out; obviously." Sweden answered. Finland just shivered.

Norway turned to Denmark and flinched; the child had a planning smirk on his face. An evil smirk on his face.

"Oh for the love of god, what?"

"Heheh! I was thinking we could sneak out; you know, have some fun?"

"Fuck that." Iceland snarled, "Five kids roaming the streets alone?"

"Well, would you rather have England keep us cooped up inside? Scratch that, if he ever wakes up?"

The four Nordics looked at each other for a moment, then shrugged. "I guess." Iceland shrugged.

"It's really nice outside. Wife, let's go enjoy the flowers."

"I'm not your-!"

"Yeah, nice fairies are playing outside; I wish to see them." Norway replied, cutting off Finland's small outburst. Denmark gave a long laugh.

"Ok then! Let's go outside and get this day started!"

Author's note!

OOOHHHHHH Denmark you fool! What trouble are you going to get everyone into?! Crazy kid. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I had a lot of fun writing it.

See you in the next chapter! :3

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