It's been a while since we heard about Hong Kong. So, I decided to use Emil for Iceland's human name. I'll be in chinese camp for three weeks but don't worry, I will write chapters in advance so all that's left will be to find a computer on campus and upload them. I do not own Hetalia or llamas with hats. I love all people who read this. I also love people who update fast.
Look! I managed to write a short author's note :D
Iceland, unlike the author of this fanfiction who totally DOES NOT procrastinate and who writes all day long *cough* *cough*, was not a morning person. However, he took his job seriously. So when his business phone rang at six a.m., he only took the time needed to grasp the situation to answer.
"Iceland speaking." The teenager said with his voice muffled by the pillow.
"Hey! It' s me! Me!" answered the boy at the other end of the phone.
Click! The Nordic nation gave the other the opportunity to reflect on whether or not calling him was a good idea by indirectly stating he did not wish to speak at that moment. Yeah, he hung up. The phone rang again.
"Don't hang up on me!" complained the one at the other side if the line.
"Duuuuuuuude! Time zones!" scolded the half asleep island "It's like six in the morning here. Now let me sleep."
"Hey! At least listen to me first. Have I ever called you for absolutely no reason?" asked the persistent caller.
"Yes." Affirmed Iceland "And not just once."
"… Okay, maybe I did but this isn't one of those times." Admitted the other.
"Better be or I will tell England you miss his food. I'm sure he'll be happy to cook for his little Hong Kong." Threatened the cold nation.
"PMSing much? Don't hang up! I was only kidding. Anyway, I had to talk to you before the European conference and since it starts sometime in the morning, I thought you'd be already awake." Explained the asian island.
European conference? What European confe – SHIIIIIIIIIIT! Iceland jumped out of bed like popcorn… well, pops. Anyway, he grabbed the first clothes in his range of sight – which luckily turned out to be his official uniform – and put them on with the phone still stuck between his shoulder and his ear. He rushed downstairs, with little jumps instead of steps as it was difficult to run normally while putting shoes on, unless he asked puffin to make him fly… But then again, he might be too heavy for the bird. Asking Norway would be the only way to accomplish this feat. Why the hell was he brainstorming a way to fly?
"Oh, hey Iceland." Greeted Finland "You're up early for once."
Iceland froze. Finland? What was Finland doing in the house he shared with Norway? The Nordics only gathered once a week, to spend a day as a 'family' and they had all agreed for that day to be Sunday. The teen glanced at the calendar hanging over the table.
"HONG KONG I SWEAR I WILL KILL YOU!" yelled said teen, probably waking up those who hadn't. If the phone had ears, they would be gone (more like permanently in recovery).
The Cantonese boy stifled a laugh "Now, I wonder why the idea of doing that would even cross your mind?"
"You almost gave me a heart attack! The conference is only tomorrow!" The silver hared boy answered despite knowing the other was just messing with him.
"Oh, I did not know that." Obviously lied Hong Kong.
The Icelandic boy sighed "You're as convincing as Carl in llamas with hats. Why did you call me anyway? Don't tell me you want to try and paint Poland's house black again."
"Why do you always take things so seriously? That was just a joke!" Xiang shrugged.
Emil laughed sarcastically "Then please, care to explain how we ended up wearing pink dresses and being chased around by Belarus?"
"Poland is not someone you should mess with." The Chinese island grimaced in memory of the event.
"Why do I even bother putting up with you?" sighed the Nordic nation.
"Cause I'm your best friend and you can't live without me?" hopefully suggested the brunet.
Click!
"So…" the sleep deprived Nordic started "Do you always come this early?"
Sweden nodded between two sips of his delicious looking coffee. Fortunately, his 'wife' understood the teen wanted to know why "We're trying to get Sealand and Ladonia to live with a more reasonable rhythm and Hantamago seems to love your house. You should see him urging us to leave ours."
"Does that mean the reason why Sunday breakfast suc – ahem, is different is because you make it?" asked the island.
The blond santa rejoiced "You noticed?"
Ring! Ring! Ri –
"What do you want Hong Kong? And Why are you using my work phone?" coldly demanded Emil after rolling his eyes in exasperation.
"You would never answer your private mobile." Answered the asian teen.
"Which is exactly why you should use it." Snapped Iceland.
"You know you'd miss me if you didn't hear my voice for a while." Teased the former English island "I just need a favour from you. And note the serious in my voice."
"Noted."
"Tomorrow, at the conference, there will probably be a human girl sneaking around. It would help a lot if you kept an eye on her." Explained Xiang.
"Your girlfriend?" asked the yawning nation.
"No," Hong Kong denied "But she is… interesting. I don't know why but I really want to figure her out. She's hiding something from all of us and even if she is a normal human, there's something wrong with her, like a few loose screws."
"Continue."
"England accidentally summoned a human from another world – one in which we are manga characters, believe it or not, she knows a lot about us – and she ran away from him cause he decided it was best for her safety to keep her confined in his house. I met her at the asian conference and if I have to describe her personality, I would say she is blunt, hyperactive, social, mischievous and definitely not the stereotype gossiping teenage girl."
"I still don't see how she seems 'wrong'."
"Well, first, it's been a little over one week she's been here and it doesn't seem as though she misses her family at all. Actually, it's almost like she doesn't want to go back. Second, instead of wanting to do normal teenage pass time - not sex or anything realted to that, I meant games and chatting - she decided she wanted to learn how to use a gun!"
"Did you teach her?"
"Yep."
"You just told me she was hyperactive and mischievous and you told her how to use a gun? What is wrong with you?"
"Wait 'till you listen the last and most important thing about her before judging how mentally sane I am: she's obsessing about Russia and he got used to her way too fast! He protects her and doesn't get angry at her and even listens to everything she says!"
"Woah, are we talking about the same Russia here?"
"Yes! It's like he completely changed. I have to admit he's not that bad, I might even start considering him as a friend…"
"Earth to Xiang. Russia? Friend?"
"Don't judge him. Since Irene – that's the name of the girl – arrived, he slowly opened up and she made it her goal to create friendships between him and other nations."
"Is she succeeding?"
"Yeah, both me and China are still somewhat a bit afraid of him but we wouldn't mind spending a few days with him. Apparently Austria stopped being eternally pissed at Russia. And he makes good food."
Iceland laughed "I think she influenced you a bit too much, Russia's a cold hearted and brutal creep."
The special administrative region felt offended "Didn't he recently pull you out of deep economic troubles?"
"Yeah," admitted the northern nation "But with a hidden agenda, no doubt about that."
"If only I could force you to spend more time around Ivan… Hey, waaaaaait a second!" Iceland could feel his friend's evil smirk from where he was "Don't you owe me a dare from the flip flop throwing challenge?"
"Don't you dare Xiang." Ordered Emil as his confidence slowly evaporated.
"I dare you to spend the whole conference – lunch break included – next to Russia!" declared Hong Kong "Oh, and don't forget to send me pictures of everyone's reactions. You know what? I'll just ask Hungary to do that."
Iceland died a little inside.
By the way, flip flop throwing challenges are a game I used to play with my brother and a few friends in France. It's epic, especially if you use a swing.