You were in the bathroom in the Nordic household, waiting for something that you never thought would happen to you before you got married. Sliding down to the floor, you put your face in your hands as the memories of a few nights ago came flooding back.
You walked into the kitchen, hearing arguing and you knew exactly what it was about. "Big brother," A familiar, emotionless voice said, making you sigh quite loudly as you opened the refrigerator door and got out the milk.
"I'm not saying it! Why must you always torment me with such stupid things?!" Iceland demanded, glaring at Norway furiously. You headed to the pantry, getting out the licorice. Perhaps you could make them both shut up, because you were sick of all the fighting that went on every single day it was way too early for them to be arguing in your opinion as you looked at the clock on the oven that read 1:30.
"________, don't you think he should call me big brother?" Norway asked, and you turned around and put your hands on your hips in annoyance. You stared hard into Norway's expressionless eyes and he stared right back.
"Honestly, Norway," you sighed, pushing some hair out of your face, "if he doesn't want to he doesn't- H-HEY YOU STUPID BIRD, GET OUT OF THE LICORICE!" You yelled at Mr. Poffin, Iceland's taking pet puffin, who had flown over while you weren't looking and had torn the bag open. You marched over to him, picked him up and tossed him out of the room. "AND STAY OUT!" Turning back to Norway and Iceland, you saw them both staring at you in shock. You heard a squeak behind you and turned back to see Sweden, who had the bird in his hair and was staring at you menacingly. You sucked in a breath, trying your hardest not to have a panic attack.
"Well then," Mr. Poffin snickered, making you shoot the bird a glare, "looks like somebody made Swede mad!" You swallowed, biting your lip as Sweden continued to stare at you. You faintly registered someone hastily leaving the room behind you and mentally cursed the brothers. Finland looked around Sweden, his violet eyes wide.
"Uh, sorry about that Sweden," You said nervously, mentally cheering when you didn't falter in your words. "I got angry at the stupid bird because he got into the licorice I'd been saving for Iceland."
Sweden just grunted, still giving you that unreadable expression and you swallowed nervously, looking down and biting your lip. Suddenly, Mr. Poffin flew out of the room with a laugh and you felt anger building in your chest. Finland must have sensed that, because he bolted out of the room as if his pants were on fire.
Sweden suddenly grabbed your hand without warning and you froze. What was he doing? You didn't have time to ask however because he led you outside to the flower garden, with (favorite flower) scattered throughout, as well as roses, carnations and lilys. You looked at Sweden in confusion when he stopped. However, when he looked at you, his eyes were clouded with an emotion that you hadn't seen before, which made you even more scared.
"_________," He said quietly and you tilted your head to let him know that you were listening, "are y' scared of m' like Finland?" His eyes held a trace of sadness at the thought and you immediately felt guilt settle in your stomach. You looked down at your hands and heard him sigh before gently pulling your face up to meet his eyes. "I w'nt to show you th't I'm not a bad p'rson."
Your eyes widened and you said hastily, "I never thought that you bad, Sweden! You just don't really talk a lot and it can be a bit scary at times..." Sweden's eyes widened and before you could ask what was wrong, you felt his lips on yours and it was like a firework went off in your mind. You kissed back and pretty soon things got a little... interesting...
So, here you were, sitting on the floor of the bathroom with your face in your hands when you heard a knock at the door. Scrambling up, you shot a glance at the pregnancy test and froze. Positive.
"________? Are you okay? You've been in there an awfully long time!" Finland asked, but all you could get out was a squeak. "________, what is it?" When you didn't answer, he opened the door and saw you staring at the test in horror. Violet eyes wide, he looked from it to your face to see tears falling from your eyes.
"I-I never thought..." You said quietly, putting a hand over your mouth. Finland shut the door behind him and looked at you, eyes filed with worry.
"_______, I'm here." He said quietly, and you turned to him, eyes filled with confusion and worry. "... w-who..." He seemed to be struggling for the right words.
"S-Sweden..." You whispered, more tears falling down your face. "It's Sweden's..." Finland's eyes widened in shock and you bit your lip and looked away. "I'm pregnant with his kid and I don't even know if he wants it. We're not even married!" Your voice rose on the last part and Finland placed a hand on your shoulder, looking downcast.
Suddenly, the door opened again and Sweden walked in, looking shocked. You gasped and Finland whirled around and meet Sweden's eyes with his own.
"Is 't true? 'Re you really..." He trailed off, lost for words and he suddenly picked you up, twirling you around and you held onto him, shocked. When he set you down again, what could only be seen as a smile was stretched across his face and you smiled back hesitantly.
"I'm so happy," He whispered, hugging you close, "so happy."
Well, you thought to yourself, smiling with tear filled eyes, it looks like I got an answer in whether he wants it or not.
*Extended ending* Denmark burst through the door, grinning like the fool he was and yelled loudly, "I'm going to be an uncle!"
Norway walked up behind him and asked, "What are you yelling about, idiot?" Denmark excitedly told Norway everything that you heard and Norway, noticing your and Sweden's evil looks, quickly shut up the Dane by pulling harshly on his tie.
"A-alright! I give!"