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Warning: Violence and Hungary gets pretty emo in this chapter.

This chapter is technically the end, but I I'm going to write another for the Christmas Dance

Matthias Densen = Denmark

Lukas Bondevik = Norway

Emil Bondevik = Iceland

Chapter 5

"What the hell Hungary!" Denmark yelled.

After Sweden's failed attempt to ask Finland out, I decided to teach this Dane a lesson. With my trusty frying-pan, I attacked Denmark. I know without it, I would be no match for him. He's huge! That made it funnier when I saw him on the floor with his arms in front of his face. But at the moment I wasn't laughing, maybe a little bit out of pure cruelty, because I was pissed off at him.

"Not the face!" he yelled.

"Hit him below the belt," Norway said.

I don't know when Norway and Iceland joined, but they were now sitting on some lawn chairs (how the hell did they get those in the hallway?) and were eating popcorn. They both had an evil look in their eyes. Iceland's bird was fist pumping and yelling like this was a wrestling match. I loved their spirit.

"Lukas?" Denmark said hurt. It didn't last long because I hit him in the back of the head. "What's your problem!"

"You're an idiot!" I yelled.

"Oy!" Norway and Iceland said drinking something out of glasses that appeared out of nowhere.

"Prussia's right, you are insane!" he yelled. I'm crazy? Have you ever talked to Gilbert? I hit him in the stomach. "That didn't hurt! I have abs of steel." I hit him in the head again. "Ow."

"And you say Danish Vikings were better than Norwegian ones," Norway said enjoying this way too much.

"But she's a girl, I can't hurt a girl!" he said. I punched him this time, hard, very hard. "OW! What the hell Hungary! What did I do?"

"You've been ruining my plans for weeks!" I yelled angrily. "Those gifts were Finland's not yours!"

"You're saying that Sve wasn't trying to be my best friend with gifts?" he asked stupidly. Moronic Moron! I hit him the face with my frying-pan.

"No, he was giving them to Finland and then he was going to ask him out to the dance. I had it all planned!" I yelled… Oh shit, did I just tell this to Denmark?

"Finally," Norway said with a blank expression.

"Cute," Iceland said with nearly no emotion. These Nordics don't like showing emotion do they?

"What a pussy! He needs help from a girl to ask Finn out," Denmark said laughing a very loud and annoying laugh.

"He would have succeeded if you didn't ruin it every time he tried! That poor boy is nervous has hell as is and now he always has to worry about you!"

"What a pussy," Denmark laughed. I hit him across the head again. This was fun. "Sve has Viking blood. He should have the balls to ask Finn out by himself. He better grow a pair soon because the dance is tomorrow."

I facepalmed myself. This was not working. Denmark is too much of an idiot. I decided to walk away before someone found Denmark in a ditch beaten to death by a frying-pan.

I walked and walked. Maybe Poland's musical number idea wasn't too bad of an idea. At least Finland will know that it's for him and Denmark can't say Sweden's singing to him. But I can't see Sweden singing, he can barely pronounce his words as is. Well maybe he could sing in Swedish. Too my knowledge only him and Finland could speak Swedish in this school. So it could be even more special. I laughed. Sweden singing, it still seemed impossible.

I ended up walking into the library. England was reading Sherlock Holmes. This was the only place America wouldn't be caught dead in, so England came here often. Japan sat beside England reading manga. Sadly it wasn't yaoi. China had the same idea as England, hide from South Korea in the library. That didn't work for him. Korea was groping him while Taiwan, Macau and Hong Kong laughed. Sorry China but Korea will find you no matter what. I walked around, maybe I'll find a romance novel to inspire me. Walking around, I saw Ireland and Ukraine talking with Sweden and Finland. I decided to join them, maybe I could salvage this. The last place Denmark would be is the library, right? I just jinxed myself didn't I?

"Hey," I said a little annoyed and sad.

"Hei!" Finland said happily. "Christmas is in eight more days! Christmas break is in four! And I'll be back home in Finland in five!" Finland was a little too hyper.

"Yeah and the Christmas dance is tomorrow. Poland and I have to buy my dress tonight," I explain. Damn it I forgot about my dress.

"Oh yeah," Finland said a little sad.

"I don't have a date," Ireland explained.

"Did you hear Romano was taking Mexico to the dance?" Ukraine said.

"Mexico?" I said oddly. What in the world? That was weird. Mexico and Romano?

"MY PEPS!" I heard a loud voice say. I really did jinxed myself because Denmark, Norway and Iceland were walking towards us. I hate jinxes.

Denmark sat down, he had a Band-Aid on his nose and he had a black-eye. I smiled a little bit. Norway and Iceland looked like their usual bored selves.

"This is a library you idiot!" I yelled.

"So this is what this room is! A library? Really? I didn't know we had one," he said.

"I can't deal with you right now," I said taking Ireland and Ukraine. We hid behind a bookcase. I prayed to god that Denmark wasn't going to screw this up.

"What happened to you?" Finland asked.

"Funny story," Norway said.

"NOT FUNNY!" Denmark yelled. "I let her win!" Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

"Hungary beat him up," Iceland explained taking a book out of his bag. Ukraine and Ireland looked at me impressed and confused. I just smiled.

"Why would Hungary do that?" Finland asked.

"Because she's insane!" Denmark yelled.

Denmark continued complaining about how insane I was. I laughed, this was fun. But he calmed down when he saw that no one was listening to him. Norway was doing his homework, Iceland was reading and Sweden was playing hangman with Finland. Denmark then looked at Sweden and Finland. He was just staring at them. It was kind of creepy.

"Um… Denmark, is there something the matter?" Finland asked. "Do I have something on my face?"

"No, I'm just thinking," he said.

"That's a dangerous pastime," Norway said.

"Luke, what do you think I should say to my future niece or nephew?" Denmark asked. I think I hit Denmark in the head to many times.

"You're an only child," Norway explained still doing homework. "Emil do you have a pen?"

While Iceland gave his older brother a pen Denmark continued. "I know, but Sve and I are like brothers aren't we?"

"S're," Sweden said still playing hangmen but the game was seriously alter by the fact that Finland was creped out by Denmark.

"I'm the bigger and better brother, but still we are like brothers. So any kids he has, I will be their favorite uncle," Denmark explained. Okay, was this a normal conversation for them?

"Honestly Matthias, your logic is flawed in so many ways," Norway explained. "I wouldn't let you near my kids." I laughed. Oh Norway, are you so blind that you can't see that you will have kids with Denmark. Adopted kids, but kids no less. I hope that you wouldn't deprive your kids of their other father. I think Iceland was thinking the same thing as me because he actually had a small smile on his lips.

"You love me too much not to let that happen," Denmark said. He did. I really should make sure this couple was on the sacred list. "But anyway, I'm so going to be the uncle that tells Sve's kids how their parent's got together." Everyone looked at him extremely confused. "So Sve, ask away!"

"You're going to be beaten up again," Norway said in a deep sing-song voice. "Emil, what kind of snacks do you want this time?"

"Licorice," he replied putting down his book. They both looked at Denmark intensely.

"I'm not going to get beaten up," he laughed. "So, Sve stop being a pussy and ask Finland to the dance."

Finland looked at Sweden in surprised. Even Sweden looked a little surprised or embarrassed. Norway and Iceland watched Denmark with evil smiles while eating black licorice. I stayed calm. And when I say calm, I mean I took my fry-pan out and attacked Denmark for the second time today. Everybody in the library looked at a screaming Denmark getting beaten up by me. Now there were more people in the library. Sealand, Latvia and Wy were doing their homework. Luxembourg was checking out a book on cars. Greece was now talking with Japan about cats. Germany was reading a book called "Italians For Dummies" and now looked at me with disappointment. Korea had stopped groping Hong Kong too look at me. When did he start groping Hong Kong? And where was China? But who cares. I was going to beat Denmark to the grave.

My plan to kill Denmark in the school's library didn't end well. Firstly, Denmark decided to fight back and pushed me into the book case. He then ran like hell. I chased after him. Norway and Iceland followed. More of the school ended up seeing me at my worst. I'm so embarrassed. Russia was now talking with China. Well more scaring China while China cuddled cutely with his panda. Belgium was talking with her older brother when I ran by. They both looked at me for a few seconds and then went back to whatever they were talking about. Romano was yelling at his little brother for eating his tomatoes. He stopped to look at me. Italy looked like his confused self. Switzerland just shook his head taking Liechtenstein away from the "crazy people". I'm not crazy! Poland was modeling his new skirt to Lithuania. Funny, Poland didn't even notice me, but Lithuania did. France, Gilbert and Spain were sitting in a corner, no doubt plotting something against England. But the plotting ended when we ran by and Gilbert joined Norway and Iceland. They now had cameras! How did they get those? When did they have the time? Denmark finally stopped. He tried to make a truce. Tried. I hit him. Then he pushed me again and I fell hard on the floor. That was when Gilbert decided to go all noble. He punched Denmark while his annoying, yet smart bird pecked him on the head. That was when Vice-Principal Germania came. He stopped his grandson from beating Denmark up. Germania looked mad, more than mad, he was fuming. Steam was coming out of his ears.

"What is the nature of this!" he yelled, mainly at his grandson.

"He attacked Lizzie!" Gilbert yelled pointing at Denmark.

Germania looked angrily at Denmark. "Hungary attacked me!" Denmark yelled.

Oh, oh. Germania looked at me, his blue eyes were bloodshot. I started to fear for my life.

"He…um…" I couldn't well say that he ruined my plans to bring Sweden and Finland together. Germania would never in a million years get how important my job was. "He hurt Sweden." It was true, though everyone who heard it, which was a lot because there was a circle around us, were confused. Why the hell would I care about Sweden? I was glad that Roderich was in the music room.

Germania shook his head. "Gilbert you have to stay a day late to clean to the school."

"But Opa, Gilbird and I were…!" he whined. Germania gave him that bloodshot looked. I could see a vein popping out. Gilbert stayed quiet.

"Mister Densen, you'll have to start cleaning tomorrow and every night until the winter break and one week after we come back from the winter break." Denmark nodded. Mister Germania then looked at me. "Miss Héderváry, you'll have crooking duties every lunch for the rest of the year." I nodded. "Mister Bondevik can you help Mister Densen to the nurse's office."

Germania walked away while Norway gave his camera to his brother. Norway helped a limping Denmark. Iceland followed.

"What! There was a damsel-in-distress and I wasn't here to save her!" America yelled running late with his brother. "From a Viking too! They rape women!"

I rolled my eyes. Really America? The crowd disbanded and everyone went different ways. I sighed. Belgium, Ukraine and Ireland stayed. I walked to them with my head down. That was when it hit me. They each hugged me. I started to cry. Not because I was in trouble… well my parents will have a nice talk with me when I get back to Hungary but I failed again. First it was Germany and Italy and now Sweden and Finland! Why was-I stupid enough to found the matchmakers? We suck. We are the worst matchmakers in the history of matchmaking! We tried and failed again and again and again! I should just crawl into a corner and die! Maybe I should use my frying-pan to hit myself! What was even worst, Gilbert tried to save me! Gilbert started to fight my battles for me. I was useless even in fights now! But it was still nice of him… I guess.

"Like what happened here?" Poland said confusedly. I couldn't see him but I knew he and Lithuania as just arrived to see me in a sad state. "Hungary why are you crying! Shouldn't you like be totes happy!"

"Did Denmark hurt you?" Lithuania asked. "I have a first-aid kit here, just let me look at it and I'll …"

"No!" I yelled crying. I was angry. "I'm a failure! A failure! It was one simple task! One! Bring Sweden and Finland together and I failed!"

"Shh," Ukraine said rocking me and petting my hair. She then started in sing a Ukrainian lullaby to me.

"Yeah, we all failed," Belgium said. Ireland kept my hair away from my face.

"But Liet didn't we like totally see Finland kiss Sweden?"

My head shot up and I held back my tears. What did Poland say! Finland… kiss… Sweden? My head was not computing. Kiss… Sweden… Finland. Finland…kiss…Sweden? Finland kissed Sweden!

"Tell me everything!" I yelled at Poland.

"So, I was like totally modelling my new totes fab skirt. It's purple and flows and it has a sparkly butterfly design on the left! Sparkles are fabulous. So, I was showing it to Liet because I model all my new clothes…" I didn't have time for this!

"Lithuania go!" I yelled at Lithuania. Lithuania looked a little shaky at first. "Well, I saw you chasing Denmark. So I tried to get Poland to stop spinning around…"

"It's not spinning, it's modelling!"

"So we ended up at the library, since we didn't know where you went…"

"I totally didn't know we had a library! It was like fabulous! You like learn something new every day, fer sure."

"So, everyone was gone, except for Finland and Sweden."

Poland grabbed Lithuania and shook him, "Liet you like so totally need me to tell this part it was like sooooooo cute!" This is why you don't want Lithuania and Poland to describe something to you. "So we like walking in. I'm still in this totes fabulous skirt," Poland span around, I mean modelled, for us. "So, I'm like asking Liet where the hell are we because I have like never been there. And that's when we like heard it. First Finland was like do you really like want to ask me to the dance. Then Sweden was like to the max." Poland was definitely taking some liberties with this story. "So Finland was all like so why didn't you totally ask me before? Then Sweden was all like cuz you don't like me in that way. Then Finland was all like oh Su-san!" Poland made a very girly voice while everyone stood there with their mouths open trying to follow this story. The mix of the valley girl accent and the speed in which he was talking was making it impossible. "But if you like did ask I would have like totally said fer sure! I've totally like, since well, a while. And I like thought like you didn't like liked me. And then Sweden totally said the cutest thing ever! I've loved you seen I first saw you! Isn't that so cute! Like that only happens in the movies. It's like a totally cheesy romcom! So then Finland was all red! He looked so cute! So then he totally gave Sweden this awesome chase kiss! And Sweden was like as red as like Finland. It was so cute! Then Sweden was all like go to the dance with me and Finland was all like take me I'm yours!" Poland said trying to faint like the women faints in old black and white movies into Lithuania's arms. Not really calculating the distant correctly. Lucky for Poland, Lithuania was fast. It also made it look more like an old black and white movie.

"What?" Ireland said.

"Almost none of that actually happened," Lithuania explained. Poland was still in his arms. "Especially the take me I'm yours part. They were speaking Swedish to each other, so neither Poland nor I understood a word of it. But Finland did chastely kiss Sweden."

"Didn't it make a good story?" Poland said jumping out of Lithuania's arms. Who gave Poland coffee? He was way too hyper. At least it wasn't as bad as the time Spain gave Italy Romano's espresso. I thought Italy would have a heart attack jumping on the walls.

"Sure," Belgium said. She didn't understand a word Poland was saying also.

"So, are Sweden and Finland a couple?" I asked.

"Fer sure," Poland said.

"It looks that way," Lithuania explained.

I was now happy. Who cared that I know I had cooking duties. My matchmakers had brought Finland and Sweden together at last! Yet I did have to take Poland and Lithuania's word on it. I know Lithuania is very honest and even if Poland tried to make everything sound more dramatic, he wasn't a flat out liar. Actually he was pretty good at telling the truth. But still, I had to see this with my own eyes. Well sort of because Greenland and the Faroe Islands were looking for Denmark and bumped into me. They told me that Finland and Sweden were going to the dance together and soon the whole school knew about it. And neither of them disproved it. Plus, in Math class Sweden gave me a yaoi magazine to thank me. He was so sweet.