Don't worry, I'm still continuing my other fanfic, just wwanted to try something else.

If you haven't read any Satw comics then you probably won't get it. But you should definitely read them. They're web comics written by a Danish person named Humon. They're pretty much like hetalia, personified countries, but they focus more on Scandinavia, hence being called Satw (scandinavia and the world) and the nordics. Anyway you should totally read them. Just go to scandinaviaandtheworld. com

Hetalia and Satw don't belong to me.

Sweden opened his eyes but was immediately forced to close them because of the sunlight coming through the window. Thinking he would have more luck on the other side of the room, Sweden turned over to face Finland. He tried opening his eyes again. It took a few seconds but they finally adjusted to the light. Sweden then glanced at the clock. Ten thirty. He usually didn't sleep this late. Finland would probably still be asleep. He usually slept in. Sweden looked admirably at the empty bed next to him- wait, empty bed?! Where was Finland?!

Sweden went into a panic attack. Finland never got out of bed before eleven. Never! Not even to go the bathroom! It was an unspoken rule. Calm down, Sweden thought. I'm sure he's ok.

As Sweden calmed himself down, he started to feel a strange presence in the room. As he listened, he could hear someone breathing heavily behind him. Why didn't he notice this earlier?

Sweden slowly turned around and saw Finland standing there. Sweden gave a sigh of relief and smiled, that is, until he saw the knife in his hand. Sweden then noticed Finland's facial expression wasn't his usual happy face but replaced with a very angry expression. One nobody wanted to see.

"Finland, is something wrong?" Sweden said cautiously.

"Perkele."

Denmark layed back on his couch. He was bored. He had already went through all the TV channels and there was nothing on. He couldn't go out because it was raining and he had finished all his beer. The only other option was to call Norway.

Denmark took out his phone and dialed Norway's number. He was about to hit the call button but decided against it. The last time he called Norway about being bored he got the silent treatment for two weeks! He didn't know how Norway held back from talking to him for that long, but he did it.

Just as Denmark was about to put his phone away, it rung. Norway was calling. Denmark smiled and answered. "Hej, Norge." He then braced himself for the yelling and the insults. But they never came.

Instead, Norway answered cheerfully, "Hei Denmark! You want to come over? I've been kind of lonely lately and I kind of miss you. I got your favorite beer, ja?"

Denmark couldn't believe it! Did Norway just sound cheerful? And did he really just ask him to come over? Did he really say he missed him and was lonely? And he got his favorite beer? Eh, he'd figure out those questions later. Right now he wasn't going to argue with a happy Norway.

"Sure! I'll be right over!"

Japan slowly peeked inside the room. Good, it was empty. He then stepped inside and closed the door. Once he was sure he had privacy, he sat down and took out his manga from his bag. He began to read.

About three minutes later though, Japan heard a knock at the door. He sighed and quickly hid his manga in his bag. How did people always have ways of finding him?

"Come in." Japan called to the door.

The door slowly opened and Germany came in. He immediately froze though at seeing Japan. "Oh, uh, hi, uh, J-Japan." Germany said nervously.

Japan was confused. Why did Germany sound so nervous. He was usually composed when around him. And, was Germany blushing?

"Hello Germany?" Japan said. "Can I help you?"

Germany looked around frantically. "You didn't happen to see Denmark and Netherlands anywhere, have you?"

"Uh, no." Japan answered.

Germany looked relieved. "Oh, thank god."

Just then, Italy burst into the room. "Ciao Japan! Ciao Germany!"

Japan smiled at Italy and greeted him back.

Germany, however, went into a panic attack! "Why are you waving my flag like that?!"

Japan then noticed the German and Japanese flags Italy was waving.

"What's wrong, Germany? You don't like your flag ve~" Italy asked sounding hurt.

"No, I mean, it's just, what if I show too much pride? Every one will think I'm a nazi. I said I was sorry and paid for all the damages but still, people hold grudges. I didn't mean to do it. What if-"

Japan and Italy just stared at each other with puzzled expressions as Germany babbled on about his sorry past.

Ok, so sorry i didn't give Sweden his accent, i just didn't know how to do it. Also, perkele is a finnish swear word, not sure for what though.

Since there's no girl japan in Hetalia i just had to use japan. Wasn't meant to be germany/japan, but, if that's how you wanna look at it, go ahead.

Not sure where this is going so I'm open to suggestions. Anyway, thanks for reading. Review/fav/follows, i like those.

-dkfan24