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The Protection of Stoic Su-san! [Sweden] Aug 29, 2015 14:39:08 GMT -5

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If he was going to stay here then he’d be sure Sweden didn’t subsist off of just fish—no that just wouldn’t do! It had to get boring eating only fish all the time and he didn’t want his Su-san, a name he’d picked up hanging out with Japan for Berwald, to become malnourished. He’d given him shelter and he was so nice, even if he was sometimes scary and very blunt, that Tino couldn’t not help in some way! Keeping him fed with a diversified diet would definitely help! He wrapped his coat tighter on himself with one hand as he watched Hanatamago trot just ahead of him. He really didn’t need the coat or the scarf that Sweden had made for him, but he knew Berwald worried about him and so of course he’d taken them when he’d given them to him and put them on.

Hanatamago gave a yip and ran back to Finland, tugging on his pant’s leg. He quickened his pace, while keeping a secure grip on the bag he was carrying as well. “I know, Hana, I know. We’re almost there,” he grinned. He wasn’t just excited about getting back to Ikea to see Sweden. He was excited to get back and get the coat off as well. Honestly, he didn’t need this many layers. He was already sweating. Berwald was such a worrywart, but the morning had been a little nippy. He sighed.

He really needed to learn to tell the man no, but even he had been worried about an early snowfall and poor little Hana…at least if worst came to worst he could keep her nice and warm in it. He never worried about the cold. He loved it just as much as he loved getting to relax in a wonderful sauna. He should ask Sweden if he’d make him one while he was staying here. But that could wait until after he’d presented him with the meat, vegetables, and mushrooms he’d brought from his own home. He really hoped Su-san wasn’t worried about him. He’d left a few days ago after all.

He’d told him he was walking, though. He could have taken a plane or a train, but he felt safer right now walking and besides he felt he’d be more aware that way. He didn’t even want to chance taking a car, but beyond that he wanted to enjoy nature and forget for a moment there was a war about. The scenery was nice between his home and Sweden’s, why not enjoy it?

Laughter bubbled up from him as Hanatamago ran in circles around his feet. His violet eyes looked up and he saw the cause for excitement. There was Berwald’s home right in front of them. He quickened his steps and Hana ran off towards the doors, pawing at them. Maybe she’d get let in faster. She was a good dog, though, and after Finland made it inside she stayed with him as he took off his scarf, coat, and gloves.

“Haloo! Su-san! Hana and I are back!”

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The Protection of Stoic Su-san! [Sweden] Oct 11, 2015 14:21:23 GMT -5

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Berwald was in the middle of cleaning up when he’d heard the loud front doors slid open of his store. He hadn’t had too many customers today as it was still early in the morning and there wasn’t much money to go around. Everyone in his home he knew was saving for food. He was doing the same, but there just wasn’t any of it to be had. Aside from the standard fish they could get from the shore of the straight, but to feed the population that was this large forever on it would be impossible. There simply weren’t enough fish in that straight. The rest of them would be further out into the water and then they would risk crossing warring territories. The last thing he wanted was to be drug into the war, as much as he was being pulled at all sides to do that.

Peter was in his bedroom, probably reading. He knew that the boy had enjoyed the remodel and he had given him plenty to read. Berwald had given him permission to venture into the city as well as long as he was with guard escort. He wasn’t sure where he was at the moment but he knew that Peter wouldn’t get into too much trouble as long as he was home.

The thought made him pause while he was sweeping the floor and put the broom up. Who exactly was at the door? The sharp yip of a small dog hit his ears and he quickly untied his apron and cast it aside. He practically ran through the back doors that lead back to the entrance to see Hann and his wife standing there. Sweden briskly walked up to him and threw his arms around him in a tight embrace. It had been too long since he’d last seen his wife and he was always so worried about him. How did he get here without him knowing? He must have come a long way very silently.

He turned his head to his neck and kissed him playfully. “You are. You will stay now.” He mumbled to his neck not wanting to let him go. He did ease off of him just so he could get a better look at his just as Hanna began popping up on his feet. He leaned down and picked him up so that the puppy could be between them. It felt so good for the family to be together again and now Peter was here too. Everything was going to be fine as long as they were together. “Peter is in his room…I have a room made for you but It doesn’t have a bed.” He squeezed his arm and squished the puppy between them again. He took ahold of his chin and brought his lips close. He’d have him stay nowhere else than his bed.

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The Protection of Stoic Su-san! [Sweden] Dec 6, 2015 19:11:31 GMT -5

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Ikea was empty, Tino’s voice had echoed throughout the store and as he hung his scarf and began to undo his jacket, he frowned. It felt cold here, not because of the temperature but because Tino remembered coming here before the war, thirty years ago. He remembered crowds, bachelors, single women, couples, families. Now his steps were too loud for his ears and he knew the war was the culprit and for the faintest moment he felt anger flicker in him. It was unfair how their neutrality affected them; how it affected Berwald. People were saving every penny, the country subsisted night and day off of fish and soon how difficult would such things be to catch? That’s why Finland had pledged help. He wasn’t afraid of the Russian vessels—and if he was, he wasn’t going to show it. He feared war, he feared Russia and the Pact, he feared being pulled into a conflict that should have been defused before a nuclear bomb was set off, but more than all of that he feared for Su-san. He feared for his whole family: Sealand and Ladonia included. They were young, strong, but no matter their boldness they had never seen or experience war on this scale.

No, he couldn’t think such negative thoughts. He wasn’t here to be negative. He was here to see and be with Sweden. Now he just had to find him.

No sooner had the thought entered his mind and he’d gotten his coat off, did the aforementioned person appear. Tino’s mouth spilled into a large grin and then he was encased in the other’s arms. “Hehe, I’m happy to see you too, Su-san,” he said, his arms wrapping around him as well. He let out a laugh when he felt Berwald’s lips against his neck and his cheeks flushed a lovely shade of pink. He was glad Su-san stayed there a little longer so he could get his face under control. Or he tried, but under the scrutiny of Berwald just seconds later, he once more smiled shyly with his reddened cheeks.

“Is everything still the same in my room,” he asked as he leaned in at the clasp of Berwald’s hand. Then Sweden was so close. He pressed his lips gently to his and breathed out in a sigh. “Mmm, I missed you, Berwald.” He pressed one of his hands to Berwald’s cheek and brought his mouth against his once more.