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Ice Queen NordicsxChild!Reader
Part two
-----Your POV-----
It has been two years since Denmark, as you call him now your "Dear Big Brother" and Norway, had found you and brought you to their home where you live with the other nordic countries. You now looked like a 12 years old child.
You grew to know better each one of them, Sweden couldn't scare you anymore and now you were imitating Finland, giving sweet smiles to all your "family". Obviously you were close to Denmark but you loved the peace Norway could bring to you, and he also liked you since you were the only one who agreed to call him "Big Brother". However, legally, you were under both Denmark and Norway rules.
"Since you are ours, we will take a good care of ya!" Denmark usually said to you. And you had to admit it, life was easy with them.
You even encountered the two countries next to yours: America and Canada, along with their older brothers, England and France. You were really getting along with them, but you knew that made you brother upset, you didn't understand why. You asked Norway about it, but he seemed to be embarassed at your question, and all you got was a "Well, I think Dane is just too overprotective, don't you think?", you just had to take it.
But from the overprotecting brother, you were seeing some light changes in Denmark's behavior, you called it the 'King-of-Northern-Europe-behavior' and were used to it, but it was getting worst each day...
"(Naaame)! Diner's reaaady!" The finnish's soft voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You stumbbled outstairs, eager to see what could smell so good but you were stopped in the middle of your course as the unusual silent struck you.
You entered the kitchen with a knot in your stomach, the scenery you dreaded was right before your eyes: Sweden and Deanmark covered with bruises, Norway even more expretionless than ever, fleeing your stare. Iceland cuddling is Mr Puffin as if it was his own life and Finland with a forced smile on his lips, facing you.
"Moi (Name), come here", he was triying to sound cheerful, you didn't want to crush his efforts but it was too much for you.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this?", you knew exactly what was going on, but you didn't want to face it...
-----Flashback-----
"Y're d'ing wr'ng D'nmark, I kn'w 't"- Sweden's angry voice woke you up, even if he was triying not to be loud. You rubbed your eyes and quietly put your ear on your door.
"And how do you now it?" - You recognized Denmark's voice, clairly mistrusting.
"I c'n see 't, y're dr'w'g h'r away from 's and from h'r friends..."
You could guess the spiky-haired viking was trying to calm down, but apparently failed.
"Rend mig! How do you care about it, det rager ikke dig!" - he shouted, making you jump, you never heard him curse before.
"I'm w'rried f'r h'r, y'll h'rt h'r and N'rge too..." - His voice softened.
"Mind your own business, don't get on my way. Sov godt Sve...".
-----End of the flashback-----
You felt your heart tearing up, reminding this night as you run to your room.
You soon heard soft knocks on your door, you hid your tearstained face in your pillow as Norway entered your room and sat on your bed.
"Hej dear, are you okay?"
You looked at him right in his deep blue eye, your (e/c) ones saying 'Do you really need to ask?', but you were just able to reach him and wrap your arms around his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Ssh, we're sorry, kjære" - He patted your back.
You saw your other brother pass and stop in front of the door, but when his baby blue eyes met yours, he lowed his head, clenching his fist and stepped back in his own room.
Norway whispered sweet things in your hear as you cried yourself to sleep.
You were hopping this was only a nightmare, but it was just the beginning of something worse...
-----Norway's POV----
Seeing my little Greenland like this was really sad for me, even if I didn't want to show it to her.
After criying for about fifteen minutes I finally felt her sobs getting more quiet and her head was heavier on my shoulder.
I tucked her in the bed and kissed her forehead. "God natt, Ice Queen".
As I went back to my room, I heard some whispers from Fin's one. He was speaking with Sweden, it seemed to be really important.
I didn't went to listen to it, but my eyes widdened as what they were saying get it's way into my brain.
"Fin, we m'st l've..."
Part two
-----Your POV-----
It has been two years since Denmark, as you call him now your "Dear Big Brother" and Norway, had found you and brought you to their home where you live with the other nordic countries. You now looked like a 12 years old child.
You grew to know better each one of them, Sweden couldn't scare you anymore and now you were imitating Finland, giving sweet smiles to all your "family". Obviously you were close to Denmark but you loved the peace Norway could bring to you, and he also liked you since you were the only one who agreed to call him "Big Brother". However, legally, you were under both Denmark and Norway rules.
"Since you are ours, we will take a good care of ya!" Denmark usually said to you. And you had to admit it, life was easy with them.
You even encountered the two countries next to yours: America and Canada, along with their older brothers, England and France. You were really getting along with them, but you knew that made you brother upset, you didn't understand why. You asked Norway about it, but he seemed to be embarassed at your question, and all you got was a "Well, I think Dane is just too overprotective, don't you think?", you just had to take it.
But from the overprotecting brother, you were seeing some light changes in Denmark's behavior, you called it the 'King-of-Northern-Europe-behavior' and were used to it, but it was getting worst each day...
"(Naaame)! Diner's reaaady!" The finnish's soft voice snapped you out of your thoughts. You stumbbled outstairs, eager to see what could smell so good but you were stopped in the middle of your course as the unusual silent struck you.
You entered the kitchen with a knot in your stomach, the scenery you dreaded was right before your eyes: Sweden and Deanmark covered with bruises, Norway even more expretionless than ever, fleeing your stare. Iceland cuddling is Mr Puffin as if it was his own life and Finland with a forced smile on his lips, facing you.
"Moi (Name), come here", he was triying to sound cheerful, you didn't want to crush his efforts but it was too much for you.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this?", you knew exactly what was going on, but you didn't want to face it...
-----Flashback-----
"Y're d'ing wr'ng D'nmark, I kn'w 't"- Sweden's angry voice woke you up, even if he was triying not to be loud. You rubbed your eyes and quietly put your ear on your door.
"And how do you now it?" - You recognized Denmark's voice, clairly mistrusting.
"I c'n see 't, y're dr'w'g h'r away from 's and from h'r friends..."
You could guess the spiky-haired viking was trying to calm down, but apparently failed.
"Rend mig! How do you care about it, det rager ikke dig!" - he shouted, making you jump, you never heard him curse before.
"I'm w'rried f'r h'r, y'll h'rt h'r and N'rge too..." - His voice softened.
"Mind your own business, don't get on my way. Sov godt Sve...".
-----End of the flashback-----
You felt your heart tearing up, reminding this night as you run to your room.
You soon heard soft knocks on your door, you hid your tearstained face in your pillow as Norway entered your room and sat on your bed.
"Hej dear, are you okay?"
You looked at him right in his deep blue eye, your (e/c) ones saying 'Do you really need to ask?', but you were just able to reach him and wrap your arms around his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Ssh, we're sorry, kjære" - He patted your back.
You saw your other brother pass and stop in front of the door, but when his baby blue eyes met yours, he lowed his head, clenching his fist and stepped back in his own room.
Norway whispered sweet things in your hear as you cried yourself to sleep.
You were hopping this was only a nightmare, but it was just the beginning of something worse...
-----Norway's POV----
Seeing my little Greenland like this was really sad for me, even if I didn't want to show it to her.
After criying for about fifteen minutes I finally felt her sobs getting more quiet and her head was heavier on my shoulder.
I tucked her in the bed and kissed her forehead. "God natt, Ice Queen".
As I went back to my room, I heard some whispers from Fin's one. He was speaking with Sweden, it seemed to be really important.
I didn't went to listen to it, but my eyes widdened as what they were saying get it's way into my brain.
"Fin, we m'st l've..."
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Here is the part two
I kinda feel the begining sucks, but I couldn't imagine anithing else, sorry.
Don't hesitate to tell me if there's any mistake, if you're enjoying it, if you hate it ^^
Here's Part one: fav.me/d5mx9hn
Part 2: It's here
Part 3:naelianne.deviantart.com/art/I…
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Finnish:
Moi : Hi
Sweden's Accent:
Y're d'ing wr'ng D'nmark, I kn'w 't : You're doing wrong Denmark, I know it.
I c'n see 't, y're dr'w'g h'r away from 's and from h'r friends... : I can see it, you're drawing her away from us and from her friends.
I'm w'rried f'r h'r, y'll h'rt h'r and N'rge too... : I'm worried for her, you'll hurt her and Norge too.
Dannish:
Rend mig! : Literraly it means "F*ck me", so I let you guess ^^
det rager ikke dig : It's none of your business.
Sov godt Sve : Sleep well Sve.
Norvegian:
kjære : Love
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Hetalia and the nordics belong to hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to Denmark and Norway (enjoy it ^^)
Preview Image from: www.zerochan.net/1196653
The plot belongs to me, and also to Greenland's story.
I kinda feel the begining sucks, but I couldn't imagine anithing else, sorry.
Don't hesitate to tell me if there's any mistake, if you're enjoying it, if you hate it ^^
Here's Part one: fav.me/d5mx9hn
Part 2: It's here
Part 3:naelianne.deviantart.com/art/I…
----------
Finnish:
Moi : Hi
Sweden's Accent:
Y're d'ing wr'ng D'nmark, I kn'w 't : You're doing wrong Denmark, I know it.
I c'n see 't, y're dr'w'g h'r away from 's and from h'r friends... : I can see it, you're drawing her away from us and from her friends.
I'm w'rried f'r h'r, y'll h'rt h'r and N'rge too... : I'm worried for her, you'll hurt her and Norge too.
Dannish:
Rend mig! : Literraly it means "F*ck me", so I let you guess ^^
det rager ikke dig : It's none of your business.
Sov godt Sve : Sleep well Sve.
Norvegian:
kjære : Love
----------
Hetalia and the nordics belong to hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to Denmark and Norway (enjoy it ^^)
Preview Image from: www.zerochan.net/1196653
The plot belongs to me, and also to Greenland's story.
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