"Help"= usual language
"Help"= Old Norse
"Help"=Country's native language

𝔖𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔫𝔢: 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡.

...

The Northern Lights were still as beautiful as Sweden had imagined, no matter if they could see it clearly or not, he's happy to be with his old friend again.

"Svíaríki? Where are most of the stars?" Y/N squint, seeing that most of the stars were missing from the sky. "And, why did you take me to a different place for stargazing?"

"Pft..did you forgot how the stars we used to look at look like?" Sweden snickered, smacking the back of Y/N's head. "Also, this place is the best place for stargazing. You can see the stars more clearly here."

"Hey! We just met each other for like-! A long time! Why did you hit me?!" Y/N frowned rubbing their head. A thought came to their head, they giggled devilishly. Pouncing on Sweden, they wrestled with each other like the old times for fun.

"Hey! That's not very ice of you!" Sweden chuckled, struggling to get the upper hand.

"An ice pun? Svíaríki, I think you had grown weaker since we last met!" Y/N gave a toothy grin.

"I think you're unaware of how long it has been, it's been years, decades, a millennia."

"Huh? But I remembered..we last met like- less than a month ago?"
"Hello? Please answer me, don't just stare blankly at me!"

"..."

"..."

...

"Mroow..." The snow cat meowed, taking an interest in Y/N. It rubbed it's head against their leg, meowing for attention.

"My, my! You're a cute cat! I'd never seen you before! I'm naming you Catnon Blaster!" Y/N smiled softly, picking the cold cat up. The snow cat purred under their gentle petting and touch.

"Heh, do you eat snow since you're basically made out of snow?" Y/N poked the cat's forehead, careful not to dig into it's snowy texture.

"The cat doesn't need any food at all, it's basically made up of snow." Norway said, squishing Catnon Blaster's head. No brain at all, just a dense head with a silly face and body.

"And you are...?"

"Norway. Ice to meet you."

"I'm Y/N!"

"Hello~! Do you understand what I'm saying?" Iceland smiled softly, waving at Y/N. She grabbed the ice puppy's tiny paw and waved with it too.

"Somewhat.. but your facial features are really cute!" Y/N twinkled, cupping her cute cheeks. "Your brows reminds me of a cute sad puppy!"

"H-huh?!" Iceland turned red in their hands, Norway who was there witnessing the act of harassment came to the rescue. "Hey! Hands off my sister!" Norway furrowed his already angry brows as he tried to pry Y/N's hands off.

"? What are you saying?" Y/N looked at Norway with a curious look. Norway flinched back, forgetting that Y/N was from the 11th century.

"My humblest apologise there kind human, I want to politely ask you to get your filthy hands off my fraternal 'twin' please. Though I have to admit, you got some remarkable strength, it would be a big mistake if I were to pry your hands of my dear sister and start a fight with you."

"Oh."

"Were you trying to start a fight with a viking?"

"No... I politely asked them to get their hands off you back there!"

Y/N felt bored standing in between a conversation that they didn't understand, they picked up Catnon Blaster and explored the house.

...

' woah these rooms are really unique.' Y/N walked through the hallway, looking at the rooms that had its door opened. Well if someone didn't close it, there's not that's top secret inside right?

There's a room filled with interesting type of art that Y/N had never seen before. It's like the world had progressed so fast while they were travelling.

Alas they found Sweden's room, it was rather quite obvious as the rooms had flags of the respective countries plastered on the doors. They knocked on the door softly.

"Svíaríki..? Why are you still ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?"

"..."

Y/N frowned, rubbing the snow cat to ease their heavy thoughts. They walked through the two twins talking in a different language that they couldn't understand. Thankfully the front door was unlocked, Y/N would have to bust the door opened.

Whilst walking down the snowy path, Y/N realised they had not brought food along. 'Huh, looks like I have to hunting again..'

"Catnon Blaster, what shall we do in this short trip?" Y/N looked down at the snowy cat. "Meerrooww.." The cat meowed.

"Great idea!"
..

The duo stumbled upon a pansy flower patch, though Y/N had preferred to stumble across a cyclamen flower patch instead.

The leader of the duo hopped into the flower patch and rolled around. "Catnon Blaster! You're going to ruin the flowers!"

A shadow loomed behind Y/N. They turned back, squeaking when they see a tall figure behind them. The two stared at each other, both had their mouth shut.

Y/N could not identify their gender, they have that boing-boing but it could also be man boobs.

"Meow." That silly cat had pansies stuck in it's body. Y/N quirked a brow, removing the flowers from it's body, paying no attention to the country behind them.

The country lift them up by their scruff and threw them over their shoulders. The snow cat cried, clawing their thick pants.

While being carried, Y/N tried avoiding the gaze from the boing-boing to be respectful.

"Is this the last survivor?" America questioned the country holding onto Y/N, in which they merely nod in response. "Thanks for your help Rus, we owe you a lot with your help with survivors."

The country pat Y/N's head, making a low groan. "?" Y/N turned to look at the tall country, Russia glanced down at them cracking a smile smile.

An tiny humanlike creature ran to America with its tiny feet. "Vorp!" It started tearing up, it's antennas flopping on its head.

"Shh.. it's okay Alex! You can't control life and death, it doesn't matter if you can't save them in time, what matters is that you tried, I'm sure that their family members will understand. " America hugged zir¹ friend, speaking in a hushed voice.

"We should bring this human to where the other survivors are."

"Brr!"

...

Zir¹ - Ze/Zir, pronoun from the trans community.

Fun Facts:

1)Before creating this book, Norway and Iceland were the opposite, like Norway was meant to be the shy one whilst Iceland would be the angry looking.

They're bald because it was in 2023 and I like drawing bald Countries.

Please pretend that she's wearing black for the dress :3

Do not let me cook for the character design, I cannot.

2) Russia is a female, I feel like there's little to no female Russias 👎👎 Oh and she's mute too.

3) I was considering to put America as a female too, should I do it though?

Author's note:3

I'm actually struggling to write the book because wattpad keeps crashing and not responding so if you were to find some mistakes(font), I did try to correct them earlier on but it managed to turn out like that.