A/N: Explanation time~! Always a fun part to write after writing stuff that makes me meh...
I watched Sve. It had been a year since my death. But he and the others still mourned. He has not gone inside in almost a week. He had not eaten nor drank not slept. He was sitting there with his head in his hands now. He was speaking but I couldn't hear. I wanted to be over there. I stood in the tree line for another half hour. Then I decided to go to him.
I sat next to him and put my arms around him, pulling him close and putting his head on my chest, next to my heart, like he did for me so long ago. His hands moved from his face, but he could only see my arm. He moved his arms and put them around me. I put my head on his and began to slowly rock back and forth. I could feel his tense and tire muscles relaxing. He was beginning to fall asleep. I began to hum the song that I remembered from the dream I had when he held me close. It was a song that was soft and gentle, and was a peaceful melody.
The sun was now setting. It was a cold winter day. But I was warm, and I made sure he was as well. It was December 13th. My birthday and my death day. I was still holding him when he awoke. I had taken his glasses when he fell into a deep sleep. He sat up squinting at me. I knew he could not see without his glasses. He didn't need to know who I was yet.
"Give me back my glasses." He said. I looked at him for a moment then handed them to him. I placed them on the bench between us. As he reached for them I pulled up my hood. My jacket was huge on me. The hood fell over most of my face.
"Who are you? Tell me." He demanded, determined to know. I just pulled at my sleeves. I said nothing. He reached out to grab me but I jumped out of his reach. He stood up and took a step towards me.
I took off towards the woods. I was a fast runner I had been on the track team until I was 'kicked off'. I wound through the trees making twist and turns, double backing my own tracks, but he stayed right behind me. I was soon jumping over fallen trees and large rocks. I made my way back to where I had died. He tackled me from behind and landed on me. I was on my stomach. He flipped me over and was sitting on my stomach. I couldn't move he had pinned my wrists with one hand. He ripped the hood off my head. He had frozen. I was staring back at him. I could feel tears in my eyes. And I was afraid. He let go of my wrists.
"Thea?" He asked with a confused voice. My eyes widened, but I slowly nodded. His eyes widened, he was shocked. I continued to look at him. He was not the same Sve that I remembered. He was actually scary now. He stood up. I moved on my elbows against the tree. He actually scared me, he had been so angry. He knelt down next to me.
"Is that really you?" He asked in a hushed tone. I looked at him and took a breath.
"If you are wondering if I am a ghost, that time passed. I am neither ghost nor human anymore." I said, my voice wavering with fear.
"Then what?" He asked looking into my eyes.
"A micro-nation." I replied. He closed his eyes.
"A micro-nation? What is the name of it?" He asked.
"I don't have one. I am merely the small amount of land that you purchased a week ago." I said. He looked at me for a moment then his eyes brightened. He knew what I was talking about. I watched him fall to his knees.
"Thea, I'm so sorry." He said looking to me. I shook my head.
"There is nothing to be sorry for. It was what I knew would happen." I said. I could feel the sting on tears threaten me. He began to cry, I didn't know if it was happiness or sadness.
"You're back though. How?" He asked after he had gathered me into a hug.
"There was a light, with all of the deceased nations in it. They prepared me to be a nation. They taught me and sent me here when the land was bought." I said pressing my face into his shoulder. For a while we both just sat there. Holding each other. Now it could be said that I was really his daughter. I was happy, as was he. Then he let go of me and stood up. He offered a hand to me.
"We should go and tell the others." He said helping me off the ground. I nodded and we found our way out of the trees. Going into the house was amazing. I felt like I did the first day I ever walked in to the house. We found each other the countries one my one and eventually had all five of the Nordics together. They all cheered up when they realized it really was me. It did feel like a family. I was excited. This would be the first time I could understand them in a way I couldn't when I was human.
"I am glad to see you all, but I have something I need to tell you." I said sitting on the floor in the middle of all of them.
"Don't say you have to go!" Finland cried taking a step towards me. I laughed.
"No, nothing like that. I need to tell you that I was only given back my human body so I could tell you all that I was a micro-nation. Now that I have I will be changed." I said twisting the fabric of my jacket.
"What do you mean?" Iceland asked.
"You're about to find out." I replied looking up. There was the bright light. It hit me and consumed me.
It was warm, and it changed me. I could feel it. My hair chanced from light brown to light blonde, and my eyes changed from light green to bright blue. And I shrunk. I now looked like a little kid. I was still sitting in the same place I had been, but now my hood what up and I was looking at the ground.
"You look so cute!" Demark cried picking me up. I looked up at him as he brought me to face level. I was not happy about being picked up. My hood fell down and my long blonde hair tumbled out.
He was so happy now that she was back. And because she was a micro-nation that formed when he bought a piece of land from Finland, she was now his daughter she was also Finland's daughter. When she told them about having to change to suit the micro-nation they were all shocked. When that ray of light engulfed her, they were all nervous about what would happen. When it left they all gathered nervously. She was sitting there with her hood pulled up. Denmark picked her up and brought her to his eye level.
"You look so cute!" He told her. She looked at him. She did not look happy. He hood fell down showing a massive amount of light blonde hair. Her hair was the same color as Finland's, the same beautiful, near platinum blonde. She squirmed out of his grasp and landed on the floor moving behind Norway to get away from Denmark. She looked out from behind Norway and he saw his own bright blue eyes staring back. She walked around Norway and behind Iceland to get to himself and Finland. He picked her up. She barely came to Tinos waist.
"You certainly do look like a micro-nation." Finland said moving her hair. It fell all the way down her back and then some.
"I think you all should know what really happened." She said. She had a higher pitched voice, but that made her even cuter. He put her down and she went up the stairs to her room, which was still locked. She tried the knob and turned around. Iceland unlocked the door. She went in and pulled out a small journal that they missed. She handed it to him.
"It has all of my thoughts and more in it." She said walking to the door. They followed her back down stairs and to the sitting room. She climbed on to one of the couches. He and Finland sat on one side of her and the others sat across from her. He opened the book. She looked at it.
"It was here." She said flipping near the back of the book. He looked at it and then to her. She nodded and he read aloud.
"I fell unconscious again. This time I had to confront that horrid thing. I wanted to be away from that place, to wake up and have everyone there, but I couldn't. I tried. I faced even worse horrors. All of the gruesome images from the book come to life and they were even worse than the pictures. Even those who were not in the book were there. I was running through the trees as it got worse. I became aware of that thing getting closer. It caught me but it didn't try to kill me this time. It spoke in a demonic voice. It told me that it would give me some four months to make amends and final goodbyes. I had until my birthday to finish my business. I agreed on the condition that it made my last four months fee of itself. It agreed. I then woke up. I was happy. I would be free of that thing. Surely it will find something else it wants more than my soul. Right?" He stopped reading and looked at her. They all were. She was looking at the ground.
"You knew?" Denmark asked leaning forward. She nodded.
"Why would you make that deal?" He asked her. She looked up at him, the looked to all of the others.
"Keep reading. You will find out." She said looking back down.
"There is something here. It also told me that if I refused his deal he would come and kill them all. As I saw it around me then, I would see it around me as I died. I could not bear that thought. He knew how to kill countries, or at least he tells me he can. I am not taking any chances." He read. He looked over to her. Her face was unreadable. But her eyes were dark and dull.
"So you did it out of fear?" Iceland asked. She nodded. They all understood. He snapped the book shut.
"It doesn't matter. It was all in the past. Now let's destroy this book and forget about this whole thing." He said. She nodded and helped burn it. They all were happy again. And the grave of her old self was tended to regularly by herself, him, and Finland, with the occasional help of Iceland, Norway, or Denmark. In fact, Denmark stopped drinking but a single beer a day. Norway and Iceland started to spend most of their time in the library when she was in it. Finland and himself were now the happiest people there could be. They had a whole family. There were many nights when they would wind up falling asleep together while reading in front of the fire.
Soon the World Summit came. It was her first one and she was understandable nervous. The entire flight she was sketching in her new sketch book. It was nice to flip through it and see new pictures after old pictures, and not gruesome black things. She was sitting in the hotel room that she had the other year. She was sketching along in her book. He stepped in to check on her. She was already dressed and had her bag sitting next to her. She looked up and smiled.
"Are you ready?" He asked sitting on the bed next to her. She nodded. She was in a white dress with a yellow sash and a blue shoulder scarf. He looked over to her sketchbook.
"That's good. Did you start it on the plane?" He asked.
"Yea, it was the first time I didn't see Norway or Iceland trying to kill Denmark." She said closing the book and slipping it into her bag. She slid the pencil into her hair what was swept up into a high ponytail. It shortened her hair so she was not sitting on it. She put her bag on and stood up. They both walked into the hall and met with the other four. They hailed a cab and went to the meeting.
She was sitting between him and Finland. Her sketch book was back out and she was sketching everything from Greece asleep in his chair, to England and France fighting.
He watched her turn the page and start on a new one. She began a picture of Canada. He was sitting across from her and she would look up occasionally to get small details. She started on Komojirou in his arms. He smiled she was a very good drawer, even when she was human. She finished and caught Canada's attention.
She slid the book over with a small piece of paper tucked into the center fold of the book. He read it and smiled. He wrote something back and slit the book back across. She read it and giggled. He leaned over and read it. She had told him that he didn't look like America and she didn't understand why everyone else thought he did. He thanked her and told her that she did a good picture.
Once the meeting began she put her book away and she paid attention. After the twelve hour meeting they all got to leave. On the way out most of the countries stopped to ask about her. Once they found out it was Thea they all lightened up. And word spread quickly. Over the next two days she was noticed and spoken to. She also spent most of her free time getting acquainted with Sealand. They got along well, which, since Sealand was his and Finland's adoptive son it was a good thing.
They all went back to the hotel, Sealand included. He would be going back with the Nordics. They packed and got back on the plane. He continued to watch her and Sealand chat and play card games. Tino fell asleep on him after an hour or so and he went to sleep soon after, listening to their silent laughs.
A/N: I still don't own Hetalia, and with a few chapters left, i found myself wondering what i should do next?