Summary: Denmark is tired of how the Nordics treat him. Yeah I know, I'm bad at summaries.

Read this while listening to Therapy by All time low. (Also, this is my first fanfic so please tell me if I did anything wrong XD)

Warning: I don't own anything! Enjoy :D

He woke up after another nightmare, it was one of the bad ones. He looks at the clock, it's 3 in the morning. Mathias gets up and walks down the giant empty hall. It was only him. Him alone. No one ever came over to say hello. Not even the Nordics.

It was early in the morning, not that it mattered. In that way he had more time to prepare himself when all the nations came. The world meeting will find place at Denmark's house this time.

Mathias makes his way through the kitchen to start the day with some coffee. He doesn't eat. Not if he can help it. The nations will be there in 5 hours, so he have time to prepare dinner, that will be eaten after the meeting.

Mathias isn't a idiot. He knows that everyone hates him. Especially the Nordics. He knows that behind Tino's little smiles, there's hate. He knows that Emil can't stand him. He knows that Lukas hate him, because he shows him everyday. He strangles him, hits him. But that's not the worst, the worst are the words. And he remembers every single one of them. He knows how the Nordics feel about him, except one. He doesn't know about Berwald. Does he hate him? Probably, he doesn't show any emotion.

Mathias decides to take a shower, before they come. He stares into his reflection, and sees a destroyed man. A broken man. With scars and bruises all over his body, they haven't healed. He should probably cover his wrists.

A knock on the door is heard, and he makes his way down to the big wooden door. They couldn't be here already, maybe it was the post? But he was wrong. Dead wrong.

"Norge!?... Finland?... Why are you all here?!" he tries to sound normal, but it all comes out a little weird.

"Idiot, we're here for the meeting. Don't tell me you forgot?" comes the answer for the ice cold Norwegian. Beside of him stands Iceland and Finland, and behind is Sweden.

"N-no, of course not-" he was cut off by Norway walking past him, and inside the house. Soon the other three Nordics followed.

"- I was just surprised to see you this early" he says to the Nordics backs when they walk past him.

"Do you have any idea what time it is? It's almost 7, the other nations will be coming in a hour". The reply shocks him. It can't be seven already! Had he been staring into his reflection for 2 hours? Did he loose count of time?!

"You better start making the dinner we'll be having later" the cold voice runs through him as knives, and he counts to ten before answering.

"Of course Norge!"

A/N: So that was the first chapter, I hope you liked it! Also please tell me what you think :D