The 'other' Finna was about to rip her hair out at the annoying people she had to deal with. For now anyway. Denmark was drunk and telling some stupid story about his 'awesomeness?' Norway was bothering Iceland to call him big brother, which almost made Finna's jaw drop. Sweden was quiet and freaking Finland out. Did she hear him fall Finland his... Wife? She almost shook her head. "It's so dumb that Gilbert and Alfred think they are more awesome then the KING of Scandinavia! Can you believe that what lies! Like anyone could be more awesome than me? Pffft what trash huh?" Finna just gave him an odd look. "Yeah how crazy you are obviously the awesomest person I have ever met." Finna grumbled out sarcastically. The idiot drunk didn't notice the bluntly obvious sarcasm in the girls voice and smiled brightly at her. "I know I am thanks Finna! Best friend ever ya know that? Always there for me you think I'm awesome it's just great! Here have a beer!" the Dane through an arm around the small girls shoulders and set a beer infront of her. Her eye starts to twitch in annoyance. 'If this fucking idiot doesn't let me go I am going to lose it. And what the fuck? Beer? I hate beer nasty ass stuff.' she thought her nose crinkling at the golden liquid infront of her. Now for somereason the idiot looked suspicious. 'Theres no way he notices he is too self absorbed he is the one you have to worry least about just calm down and drink the beer. How would she drink it? Probably like a girl.' Finna said taking a small sip and almost gagging. The blonde boy frowned and removed his arm then chugged a beer and smiled. 'Fucking creep.' Finna thought slowly finishing the beer.
This other world was definitely strange, who knew that people could act so diffrently in other worlds. The other Colombia didn't, not that she minded anyway. These people were nice...Way to nice, that was something Colombia had to get used to, if it wasn't bad enough that this 'other' Denmark was going on about how 'awesome' he is, he wouldn't stop talking. Colombia wasn't sure who was more annoying. That guy or his otherself, Colombia smiled listning to the conversation. She almost let out a laugh when Finna was practically forced to drink beer, knowing how much she hated the stuff. "Oh! look Finna your favriout drink~" Colombia said cheerfully, taking pleasure in the girls pain as she was drinking the drink. However Colombia knew that Finna wouldn't react the way she wanted, after all she was supposed to be acting like this other girl. Who was proberly one of those 'lover not fighter' types. Colombia didn't like it, people like that were boring to her. Never having any fun, if you call fighting fun. Which Colombia did, this world was peacfull, the people were kind and all seemed to get along and most of all they all seemed to adore Finna. Perhaps this would work out after all, what if Colombia could get these 'others' to crack. Colombia looked out of the window, it was still snowing there was never any snow back where she lived, snow was white, clean. Almost pure it made Colombia wonder what it would look like covered in red, Colombia smirked. Red was her favriout color and for obviouse reasons to, they say people turn red when they are angry, embaressed. Things like that but most of all red was the color of blood. Reminding Colombia what she would do if anyone got on her bad side, Colombia wasn't bad she knew that. It's everyone else who's the problem, people who do mean things like not letting her play with the shiny knife. Finna, Colombia glared at the girl quickly then turned back to smiling, or people like them. The nor-dicks, who do mean things on purpose. I mean who does that? everyone knows thats Colombias job.
Finna was getting fucking sick of all the shit Colombia was pulling. She turned to the girl and thought hard at things she hated, like love, people being nice, too many sweets, no blood anywhere. The two girls had known one another for a long time. In there world you didnt have 'friends' you had people who agreed not to kill you, but instead tolerate you. Finna finished her fairly large beer feeling the need to knock her partner down a peg. She seriously thought about slicing an arm off but things like that aren't supposed to happen here. So instead she would have to get smarter with her idea. "I know it's really cold outside but I think we should all have a BIG bowl of ice cream!" Finna smiled brightly at all of the 'other' nations. "Oh right I think we have some in the freezer! I know Colombia loves icecream so why not?" Finland quickly agreed putting his hands on Finnas shoulders and adding to the cute smiling pleas. Sweden sighed and went into the kitchen. Norway and Iceland were bickering and didn't notice as a big bowl filled with cookies and cream ice cream was sat down next to them. Finnas delight grew as she saw the monster sized scope Sweden gave to Serena. It almost made her want to rub it in her face. She shot a smirk at the wide eyed girl. Finna lifted up her spoon and took a bite smiling, "Eat up, after all it is your favorite." she winked then went back to the ice cream that filled her bowl.
Icecream? did Colombia hear correctly? was Finna actually suggesting to eat icecream. The word made her cringe, that was just like Finna. Always finding a way to ruine her fun. She knows how much she hates the stuff, I mean look at it. Colombia looked down at the bowl with a frown, 'So thats how you wanna play huh?' Colombia looked back up at Finna with a smile, as much as Colombia wanted to kill the other girl for this, Colombia knew the killing had to be done sneaky. Especially if she wants to stay hear. "Finna! this is the best idea you ever had!" Colombia took her spoon, almost thrashing it in an attempt to destroy the icecream. She shoved the spoonful in her mouth almost gagging at the tast, 'oh yeah you must be loving this, all of you...stupid 'others' stupid Finna'. Colombia was like a child who just had his favriout toy taken away, she began to argue with herself in her head on how to get Finna back for this. Taking another spoonful, a plan began to brew. All of the things Colombia knew Finna hated, began to flood the girls mind. When you spend enough time around someone you figure out what makes them tick and what dosn't, Colombia knew hurting Finna phycically wouldn't work. She had to put up with all kinds of abuse back home, Colombia would have to focase on the mental side, or emotional. Something that hurts her on the inside. 'Isn't that a bit much, you know, just for giving her icecream' Colombia shrugged no it wasn't she knew Finna would do the same. Anyone like them would, thats just how it was as soon as you pissed someone of that was in. These people know how to hold grudges, these others proberly don't know what one was. Fineshing of the icecream, Colombia turned back to Finna. "Wow! that was...nice!" Colombia walked over to the girl wrapping her into a death-grip hug "I don't think I could eat another bite. Finna your the best!" Colombia said.
Finna hissed in annoyance at the tightly given hug. "We are gonna go upstairs now." She said trying to keep her voice noncholant. She pulled Colombia up the stairs and to the room. She glared at the girl, "Dont. Fucking. Touch. Me. I am going to go shower stay here and do not leave this room!" she glared harshly at the girl grabbing a random outfit from the closet and leaving the room quickly. She pracically ran head first into Denmark. She jumped a little and looked at the nation in annoyance. "Sorry bout that." she grumbled out hating to apologize. "No problem! Hey Finna?" the tall man looked down I her with a curious look I his eye. "Yeah Denmark?" she asked getting irritated with him. "Are you okay?" She was a little shocked but quickly composed herself. "Yeah I am just REALLY tiered from hanging out with Colombia all day. No need to worry!" she shot him her best attempt at a smile. "Why would you ask?" she said tilting her head. "Well, you have been moody, scowling, you barely talked during dinner, and you drank your beer as if it was acid. I am just worried." he said eying her suspiciously. "like I said only tiered sorry." she said trying to get around him and into the bathroom. He turned as she reached the door. "Oh and Finna," The girl paused holding her breath, "When did your eyes change colors? Weren't they purple before?" he asked his eyes burning a hole in her head. She sneered and answered cautiously, "Your imagining things, they have always been this color." she hoped he bought it. "Oh my bad then." he sounded disappointed in the answer and she slipped into the bathroom quickly shutting and locking the door. She listened until she heard his footsteps disappear down the hallway.
Colombia frowned as she was dragged upstairs, looks like things wernt going as planed. Not that she minded that much, it was nice to get away from those other people. If you can even call them people, Colombia listned as Finna gumbled at her something about not leaving the room? "sure Finna! whatever you say~!" replied Colombia with a bright smile. As soon as the other was out of sight Colombia imedently started searching the room, she said not to leave but she didn't say she couldn't look around. She could hear a conversation outside, but as long as whoever it was didn't come in hear Colombia was fine, she continued searching through other Finna's stuff. Until she came across a picture by her bed, it was a picture of other Finna and the nordics all looking like a happy family. Colombia couldn't help but scowl 'pshh, familes who needs them?' Colombia thought bitterly. Picking up the photo and squeesing it until the glass frame broke, Colombia smiled at this 'much better~!' she thought cheerily, setting the picture down back where it was. A broken family is better then a happy family, at least with a broken one you wont feel guilty if you hurt them. Not that Colombia would ever do that stuff, no~ she was sweet, inoccent, happy little Colombia. Everyone else was just mean, all the time. In this world and the other world. Thats why everyone has to be punished, they say shes the insane one but shes not the others were. Its all them, at least thats how Colombia saw it.
Finna's heart pounded loudly in her ears. That was really close, she didn't want to be discovered. She wanted to be able to do whatever she wanted. She really had to be more careful. Even if she had to be nicer here at least it was better than before. She sighed as she finished the shower and got dressed. When she walked back in and saw the picture broken and scowled. "What the hell are you doing you idiot. Don't make things harder on me by breaking her shit. Do that at your own place." She growled walking fully into the room. She shook her head, "I swear you have to try harder do you really want to be sent back or worse killed by these people. We have to go to a meeting tomorrow and so help me." She walked up to her and leaned threateningly close to her face, "If you fuck this up for me I will make sure your sorry." She snarled and went back to a safer distance trying to figure out what to do.
Colombia sprang away from the photo, as if it was on fire when she heard foorsteps approhching. Once the door opened she was relieved to see it was only Finna at the door, that was until she started 'telling her of' per say "I didn't mean to break it!" Colombia protested, which was an obviouse lie but she would say anything to get out of trouble "It just looked so, nice...Sitting there, mocking me, I didn't like it. Thats all" Colombia pouted, turning to meet the other girls eye's "and of course I don't want to go back! you should know that by now!" Colombia retorted, as Finna stood away. She stuck her toung out childeshly behind the girls back, crossing her arms over her chest. It wasn't exactly a suprise to see Finna and Colombia fight, I mean it happned all the time but they never hurt each other. Friendship was strange like that, thats if you coulf call the girls relationship 'a friendship'.