Once again (y/n) found herself being crushed underneath five sleeping bodies, the little boys must have had nightmares because they had snuck in to be with the older female. Not that (y/n) minded at all, she actually did the same with her brothers when she had nightmares.
The (h/c) Haired girl Gently shook the boys awake and went downstairs to start breakfast, a little bit later the boys came down to join her in eating the food she had prepared.
To the girl's delight, the boys loved the food she made and ate every bit. They cleaned up and started outside to gather more food, the food stockpile was severely depleted for some reason and (y/n) could not stand the thought of the tiny countries starving.
She got the boys and herself dressed and took them into the forest to teach them about edible plants and hunting, the boys learned fast and they returned home with a good bit of food. The little family spent the rest of the day preserving the gathered food for storage.
When she was storing away the food (y/n) noticed extra footprints and blood splatter on the snow leading to the stables, she followed the blood and found an unconscious boy who appeared to be around chibi Denmark's age.
The platinum haired boy was badly beaten, his body was covered in cuts, bruises, and burns. (Y/n) picked him up and ran inside, rushing past the brothers to lay the injured boy on the table.
"I need water, cloth, and herbs now!", she said to Finland and Norway, the boys ran to gather the items she requested.
"Sweden, I need you to wash his clothes. Can you do that?", (y/n) asked and Sweden did as she asked.
"What should I do engel?", Denmark questioned as the girl started cleaning the Injured Boy.
"Follow the blood trail he left and see where he came from.", the (e/c) eyed girl replied, "just be careful though."
Denmark nodded and did as told, soon the silver haired boy was patched up and resting comfortably with his head on (y/n)'s lap.
"Is he okay?", Finland asked and (y/n) nodded slowly.
"He should be fine now, I just want to know where he came from and why he is beaten so badly.", the girl said softly as she stroked the silvery hair of the sleeping boy.
'Why does he seem so familiar?', she thought to herself, she heard a sword being drawn from its sheath and looked to see Sweden had his weapon out.
"Calm down Sweden!", the girl whispered, "Why are you so upset?"
"He's bad news.", the tiny Swede replied, "If he sees you, he will become attached."
At that moment Denmark burst in, "bad news! The blood trail leads to our 2p's house!"
(Y/n)'s head snapped up when Denmark mentioned the 2ps, the motion must have been a bit violent because when she looked down her eyes met with a pair of heterochromic eyes.
The boy had one violet red eye and one (e/c) eye that stared back at her in amazement before the owner smiled widely in a familiar manner, "Hallò Blóm~"
It was a young Egil.
The Scandinavian girl managed to not react like her instincts wanted her to and smiled gently back at the boy, "Hallò þarna."
The Young Icelandic male's eyes widened at this, she knew his language and was very beautiful to the boy.
Egil shot up and hugged her tightly, "Ég fann konuna mína!"
Norway choked on his drink, Sweden made a disgusted face, Finland looked shocked, and Denmark was fuming.
The Dane pulled Egil off of (y/n), "Hun er min engel, ikke din kone!"
This time Egil got mad, "Hún er kona mín! Við ætlum að giftast og eiga börn saman!"
(Y/n)'s face erupted into a violent blush, these two were fighting over her!
Norway noticed the girl's face and placed his little hand on her cheek, "are you sick?"
(Y/n) shook her head, "they are really getting into it, aren't they?" The girl tried to change the subject and Norway looked over to the fighting males.
"They are loud.", is what Norway said and went to his room while carrying Iceland.
The girl had a pair of weights slam into her waist and saw Denmark and Egil hugging her from both sides, "which of us do you like better?!"
"Oh boy..."
Translations :
Hallò þarna- Hello there.
Ég fann konuna mína!- I found my wife!
Hun er min engel, ikke din kone!- she is my Angel, not your wife!
Hún er kona mín! Við ætlum að giftast og eiga börn saman!- she's my wife! We are going to marry and have children together! (XD)
CZYTASZ
We'll Never Leave you alone (Yandere 2p nordic 5 X reader)
Fanfiction(Y/n) woke up in a hospital without any memories except for her age being eight and her last name being Køhler. I don't own Hetalia. Art belongs to the respective owners.
