NordicsxReader Chapter 9

"You have got to be kidding me!" You shrieked, stomping your foot against the wood

paneled floor. Tino winced and tried to calm you down. "_____, there is no need to get

upset." He said softly. "No need to get upset?! You are keeping me here against my will!!

This is kidnapping you know!"


"Not if you are a nation. Then it is just business." Iceland muttered, he was sitting off

to the side of the assembly to explain why exactly you were being claimed as Nordic

territory. "Business?! You guys are insane! I am leaving whether you say I can or not!

You can not just claim me!!" You shouted at Emil, angrily. "Sure we can!" Denmark said

cheerfully, his seriousness had vanished as quickly as it had appeared. "You don't belong

to anyone, and it's not as if you can do anything about it! Ahahaha!" Mathias had meant

no offense, or at least you gave him the benefit of the doubt. You were about to open

your mouth to argue but Sweden beat you to it. "Denmark, shut up." he said. "Yes you are

sounding mean." Tino agreed. Mathias waved their complaints off and turned back to face

you. "But it's true though, isn't it!"


"For your information, it isn't! I can take care of myself just as well as you can! And

secondly I already work for my brother Antonio!" You snapped, your hands placed on your

hips in a matter of fact way. "Oh, so you are one of Spain's colonies?" Norway said,

boredly "Well, not exactly. I just work for him sometimes for extra money. I really am

not related to him in the slightest, but he's always having me call him my older brother,

so I-" You realized you were rambling again and cut yourself off. "Well anyways, I'm not

staying here. And if you try to keep me, you are going to have to deal with Spain!" You

crossed your arms and smirked. Now you had them, no way would they risk a fight just to

keep your, unfortunately tinny, island. Berwald blinked, "So?"


"E-Eh? Didn't you hear me?! Antonio is going to come after you guys if you don't let me

go right now so I can go back and call him off!!"


"Hah, let him try! Half of us used to be vikings, we can handle him!" Denmark boasted,

only to be cut off by Norway. "Mathias, stop being an idiot."


"I agree, a fight isn't worth her stupid island." Emil voiced. "Hey!" You glared, though

it seemed Iceland was helping your case, he didn't have to call your home stupid! "Ice

does have a point, Denmark." Timo said, looking over at the Dane. "Hm, okay so we wont

fight him then. But _____ came to us asking for help, so we took her under our wing so to

speak. With that we have to have some legal cause!" Denmark said. "Actually that is

enough if she agreed and you got a record of it." Sweden confirmed. You sighed in relief,

luckily there weren't any video cameras or paper signing when you had accepted their

offers of teaching you.


"Here I have a voice reordering." Lukas said, holding up a small tape. You glared

intensly at the Norwegian. "Ahaha, Norge do you always record things?" Denmark laughed.

Norway rolled his eyes, "No, I only do it when I find it could serve a purpose later.

Such as blackmail." He narrowed his eyes and the Dane pulled at his collar nervously. Hm,

maybe Lukas had dirt on Mathias. Your eye twitched. "So I'm. . . being forced to stay

here? For real!?!!?"


Iceland sighed, "Wow, are you deaf or something? Yes we just went over this didn't we?"


You began to feel sick to your stomach. This was not good, how were you going to get out

of here now? You sat down on the floor in dispare and Hannatamago climbed into your lap.

"Oh don't look so sad. It could be worse. It's not like we are awful people." Iceland

said, smoothing his puffin's feathers. You glared at the bird, this was all of it's

fault. Stupid, phone grabbing, useless, feather bag!


"Hey, _____, don't be mad." Tino said with a smile, trying to make you feel better. "Look

we can even go shopping later for new clothes!"


That's right, you only had the one outfit you came here in, and there was no way you were

going to wear that and Finland's clothes for however long you were going to be stuck

here. You stood up and placed the small, fluffy, white dog on the floor, looking out at

the Nordics that were holding you in their home against your will. "I don't feel well. .

. I think I need to go lay down now." You said quietly and dashed up to your room. Tino

called out after you but your feet were already halfway up the wooden steps. When you

reached the room, you locked the door behind you and rushed to the bathroom just in time

as your pancakes made a reappearance in the white porcelain. Shivers racked your body as

a fever began to burn up your skin. Maybe nearly drowning in ice water wasn't such a good

idea. You leaned tiredly against the blue tiled wall and shut your eyes.


"This sucks. . . "