A/N: This is like the last chapter before things get weird. I may have to change the rating to M because the very last chapter Little Tea has quite a mouth on her... especially because of what happens...
It has been four months and she had not had another attack of whatever it was. Whatever England and the others did, it worked. She was happy now. It was a shame she couldn't have been like this before, but they now knew why.
"Hey, Sve, what are you thinking about?" She asked waving her hand in front of his face. He jumped a little and looked at her.
"Nothing in particular." He said. They were both in the library. She had a stack of books reading up on who knows what and he had a word puzzle.
"You know, I was thinking." She muttered.
"About what?" he asked leaning forward and back to adjust himself.
"Well, my 18th birthday is next week. Do you think you can take me to one of your favorite clubs?" She asked flipping a page in her book. He was caught off guard. He did visit night clubs often, but he didn't expect her to want to go with him to one.
"Why would you want to go?" He asked.
"Well, you always go by yourself, and to be honest, I just want to one since I am turning 18." She said turning another page.
"Alright." He agreed. There was not another word on the topic.
He couldn't believe she actually made him go through with her request. She was getting ready upstairs while he had to avoid Tino for the last week. She finally got Tino off his back when she explained it to him. Now, Tino was just sitting there. He was drinking coffee and was reading some kind of report. After five minutes she came down and was ready to go. She had a jacket zipped up to her neck and a pair of black jeans on. Her makeup was not over done either.
When they got to the club she took off the jacket, he realized why she wanted to keep it on until they arrived. She had on a tank top that showed off half of her stomach. The place for her ribs was concealed though. He found out that she was just as an excellent dancer as he was. She danced with him all night, barely paying attention to the stares she was getting from those who were accustomed to him dancing alone.
At one point several men found the courage to attempt to approach her but they were met with a cold shoulder. He couldn't help but smirk. She had been observing everything around her since they had arrived.
At three they left the club. He went to his car, but she fell behind.
"You go on ahead. I think I'll take a cab home." She said standing on the curb.
"Are you sure?" He asked he did not want to leave her. He had a bad feeling.
"Yea. Hey Sve, thank you. This was a great birthday." She said coming around the car and giving him a hug. She kissed him on the cheek and went back to the curb. She started to walk away before he knew what had happened. He felt his face get hot. She was a good kid.
A/N: Yay cute~! Don't you think she is like Sweden in most ways?