It is gone - Chapter 4

My story with short chapters about if Sweden and Hungary meet. I love Vikings and the Old hungarians, who were strong, and made scared the world. that is why I wanted about them

Here is the fourth chapter.

Warnings: Chibi nations, more languages (I do not speak all!)
Language: English (Hungarian, Swedish, Romanian, German, Slovakian)

I hope there is no any big mistake :3

I could even know what to do. I was not able to move. He was sleeping next to me very deep, and his arm was on me. I didn’t want to wake him up, he was so cute. I was just watching him for really long time. But this cute moment was broken easily. Someone started knocking on my house’s door. Sweden woke up too, and took his arm off. I was finally free, and run to the door to open.

- Románia? Mi a francot keresel itt? (Romania? what the heck are you doing here?)

- Oh, bună, Ungaria, mă gândeam că ar trebui să ieșim împreună azi. (oh, Hi, Hungary, I thought we should hang out together today)

- Mondtam, hogy nincs randi! (I told you, no date!)

- Doar să ne jucăm? sau să mergem la o plimbare și sa vorbim? ce te face să crezi ca aș vrea să ies la o ÎNTÂLNIRE cu tine?? (only to play? or go for a walk and talk? why do you think I want to DATE with you??)

He looked at me angrily, I didn’t know what should I say. “bocsi, de mással van programom? (sorry, but I have programs with someone else)” I looked into his eyes for a minute, I felt suddenly so strange inside, my heart beat faster. I closed the door in front of him as fast as I could. I didn’t want to see him again. Sweden came out from my room, I looked at him confused.

- Áh, semmi (ah, nothing) – I said – Gyakran átjön, főleg, mikor a Kárpátokban vagyok. tudod, ő itt lakik, nem messze,és szoktam vele játszani is. Főleg, mikor kisebbek voltunk… (He came often, especially, when I’m staying in Carpathians. you know, he lives here, not so far from here, I usually play with him too. especially when we were young…)

Maybe my words a bit confusing and strange, I was still nervous. He didn’t make any reactions. I was looked at him ‘Miért nem válaszol? (Why he does not answer?)’ I asked myself, but I realized, he don’t understand me. I started to move my arms and trying to say sorry in german, he just nodded.

I sighed one. I heard Romania was gone from my door. I grabbed Sweden’s clothes and dragged him out form my house. He probably was surprised. but now I felt strange, my moves was unusual.

- Gehen wir! (Let’s go) – I said it to him in german.

we had to find the little box with the earrings. Only this thing was in me. What if Romania found it? He didn’t seem he did, but I was still scared. The face of him with victory was in front of me. I tried to think something else. While we were looking in the bushes, I tried to talk with Sweden.

- Erzähl bitte über dich (Talk about yourself) – I asked him.

He didn’t answer first, I just looked at him. He felt my eyes on him, and stopped searching, and looked me back.

- Jag har en fru. Jag saknar honom. Jag är en hantverkare, och jag älskar att arbeta med trä. (I have a wife, I miss him. I am craftman, and I love to work with wood)

- Warte mal, deine Frau ist ein Mann? (Wait, your wife is a man?)

I was surprised, I had to ask it, but he didn’t make any reaction if it is true of not. His face changed, and scared me, so I stopped looking and stared looking again. He didn’t say much about himself, all he said was slow, strange, but it was really hard to understand. I had my book to help me to translate but still. He is good with wood? He should make me something. Ah, I won’t ask him. He wants to go home. Wait. That Russia would be his wife? He is so young. I’ve met him before. This Swede is strange. He has a wife, but he was so close to me at night. But males can’t love each other! This is forbidden…