"Now, is that all the questions you have?" The nervous teacher asked, adjusting his tie, just wanting to get away from the towering and imitating teen.

Berwald gave a quick nod, he didn't have any questions in the first place, the teacher was the one asking all this stuff. Tino had explained everything about what to do and the rules during the Finn's time volunteering at the after school program. It was a part of this big brother program to help take care of and watch the kids that go to the after school day care. The Swede's boyfriend had been working there for a week already and he finally decided to join him, not liking to be apart from him as clingy as it sounded.

The teacher didn't waste another second and scurried off to parts unknown and Berwald could care less. He didn't really enjoy watching people fidget that way in front of him, he didn't really understand why people acted that way but he ignored it. Especially when his small boyfriend was waving him over excitedly, it was much more important.

"So how did it go?" Tino asked, sounding as if it were a big interview.

"Fine." Berwald mumbled, a light blush spreading across his cheeks as the Finn wrapped his arms around him tightly.

"That's great! I'm so happy you wanted to volunteer with me, Ber! I actually missed you, heh. Oh, it just going to be so much fun! These kids are great and so cute!" The small Finnish boy rambled on as he dragged the Swede over to where the kids were getting off the buses.

It was only a half hour after the kids arrived that Berwald's boyfriend was swept away by a whole swarm of the little ones. Tino was very popular with them, it wasn't surprising, he was amazing with kids. One look at Berwald, though, and they all ran away or screamed. It was...very discouraging.

That was why Berwald ended up sitting on a bench outside of the front building, watching the kids play with Tino out on the play ground. He had tried to interact with the kids, but not really one to talk much it never seemed to end well. The Swede was so tall and big compared to the kids that came that they were all a tad frightened of him. So he had given up and just watched. It was the best he could do and honestly he preferred being on his own if Tino wasn't around.

He never minded kids, they were cute and kind of funny. Berwald really wanted to try to get at least one not to avoid him. Tino and him had been dating since the seventh grade, more or less, and they were very serious about getting married when they got out of high school. Tino wanted a child more than anything when they were settled in their own place, he loved kids and was so motherly already. Berwald had worked so hard over the years to try to be more expressive, so his normal stoic face wouldn't chase off people and would be more inviting to at least children.

All these years, he had never been successful. Berwald sighed, resting his head in his hand, it wasn't also unsuccessful spending more time with Tino. Maybe he was too clingy, he wondered, but Tino was the only person that stayed around him and never minded that he didn't talk much. The Swede swore his future wife was perfect, just amazing. He was sweet, kind, understanding and incredibly adorable.

Berwald removed his glasses to massage the bridge of his nose, trying to relax his brow to make himself look calmer or normal? Whatever wasn't his normal face. How long would they let him stay if he upset children and never really did anything?

"Hello!" A chippy voice startled the Swedish teen, looking over at a blur of blond and blue, quickly putting his glasses on.

Berwald made a kind of grunt noise that sounded like a question, not feeling the urge to use actual words. This boy, he must have been in middle school, wearing a light blue sailor outfit, maybe he had been in a play?

"Silly, I said hello! Are you new here? Cause you're older, so that means you're a helper? Maybe not what you'd like to be called, um, but you guys aren't teacher. What do you use? Like, counselor? Or maybe just a volunteer?" Berwald blinked slowly trying absorb all of the verbal attack, detecting a light British accent. It was like when Tino started talking about something, so chatty.

"Uh..." He wasn't great at English, even though he was taught it since he was in the first grade, but with deep voice and thick Swedish accent, he never was one to speak to much. "Yea." Agreeing seemed to be the best and simplest option.

"So you're a volunteer...or new...or both?" The boy tilted his head confused.

"B'th."

"You don't talk much do you?"

"...no."

"Hmm..well what's your name?" The blond boy just smiled a way.

"Berwald Oxenstierna."

"You talk funny."

Berwald frowned lightly, kids were always so brash and when he was a kid, they were just plain horrible. He really didn't want to just sit here letting this kid make fun of him.

"Oh no! Don't think I meant it like that! Not funny ha ha, more like funny cool and different!" The boy waved his hands back and forth. "I'm sorry, sometimes I say stupid things! My name is Peter by the way! I think the way you talk is neat! You must be foreign or something. What's your accent from?"

Feeling more at ease and a bit embarrassed. "Sw'dish."

Peter's sea blue eyes lit up, excitement exploding from him, it made Berwald subconsciously scoot away some. "Swedish? So you're from Sweden?! That's so freaking cool! That's apart of the Nordics right? And its close to the Baltics!" The boy gushed, getting up in the Swede's face to ask more questions. "What's it like there?"

"Uh..." Berwald leaned away from him, he had visited Sweden a few times, but in actuality he was born in America. "Its...b'utiful." He had a very sinking feeling that Peter was going to be asking a lot of questions. He was right.

Peter unloaded every question a curious boy could ever think of and more. What was it like there? How big is it? Was everyone as tall there like Berwald? What was the weather like? Did they have interesting celebrations? And on and on it went, forcing Berwald to speak more than he had for the last six months, maybe even in the last year!

It wasn't long till Tino had looked over to check on his less social boyfriend was doing and his heart swelled when he saw Berwald actually talking to someone. He was so proud! The Swede made a friend! Though Berwald seemed to look a bit uncomfortable, Tino was trained in the art of deciphering every face of his silent boyfriend. The little boy looked like he was chatting the older teen's ear off, much like Tino liked to do, but the difference was that Berwald was actually responding.

A small twinge of jealousy tugged at Tino's heart strings, he did everything under the sun to get his boyfriend to talk more. He shook his head, trying to focus on the big picture and the fact Berwald made a friend. It was a good thing and great progress.

"Okay guys, I'll be back later okay? Aww, come on now, you can play without me for a little while." Tino giggled as he waved off the tykes he was playing with in favor of heading over to his sweet Swedish boyfriend.

"Oh that's awesome! Do you make a lot of Swedish food? I like the meat balls! But I don't know much other foods from there." Peter asked even more questions.

Berwald's throat was starting to ache from so much use, it was not accustomed to so much work. "Ja. C'k a lot at h'me."

"That's awesome. Oh...hi there." Peter said, looking behind Berwald.

The swede looked back to see Tino smiling brightly. "T'no..." He was so relived! Someone to talk for him or distract Peter! Berwald liked the boy just fine, was actually flattered a lot from all the questions, but so much talking was exhausting.

"Hello boys~ Making a new friend?" Tino asked, grinning so much it hurt his face.

"Yes I did!" Peter answered proudly. "This is Berwald, he's awesome and from Sweden and knows everything about Sweden! Its so cool. He's my new best friend." He nodded, as if he just decided the title.

"Aww!" Tino cooed, both at the statement and the light blush forming on his boyfriend's face. It was just priceless, like every blush was. "That is so cute, I'm glad you two are getting along so well."

"Its nice having him to talk to since Rai's not here today. And I'm learning so much, I love learning about new places. History and geography are my best subjects." Peter puffed out his chest proudly, totally showing off.

Tino thought it was the cutest thing ever! "Aw, that's wonderful! Curiosity like that will get you very far."

"Heh, thanks! My name is Peter, what's yours?" The little Sealander asked.

"My name is Tino Väinämöinen."

"Oh wow, you have a weird last name too! Are you Swedish?"

"Haha, no, sweetie, I'm actually Finnish, Finland is right next to Sweden though." The Finn explained, curious about the strange light that came to the boy's eyes. He noticed Berwald scooting away on the bench but couldn't ask why.

"Finland? Next to Sweden? That's awesome! Another Nordic! Do you speak the language? Have you been there? Is it as beautiful as Sweden? How is the food different? Is the weather better or worse? Or the same? What's the national flower? Do you guys do anything special or really cool?" The boy fired off questions faster than the Finn could come up with answers. No wonder Berwald looked so flustered, this boy talked more than Tino!

"Haha, oh wow, you are very curious." Tino laughs nervously, glad Peter took a moment to breath. The older blond sat down on the other side of Peter. "Okay, now let's see..." He began to answer all the questions Peter had and asked some of his own to make it fair.

Berwald watched for the most part, glad his speaking part was over. A light smile tugged at the corner of his lips, the two were very similar and it was adorable how they went back and forth. He still had to answer some things when Sweden came up or just because the other two didn't want to leave him out. The Swede could see a sparkle in Tino's eyes when ever Peter got him to answer a question, it was a little unsettling.

This boy was certainly going to make this job a lot more interesting.