[FanFic] Epic Battle 1/1
Title: Epic Battle
Author/Artist:setosnicegirl
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sweden, Cameroon, Finland, Seychelles
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing.
Summary: Sweden and Cameroon have an epic stare down.
Sweden and Cameroon were sitting across the table from each other, arms crossed and glaring at each other. Neither man had spoke a word to each other as they sat there.
Finland was sitting there looking back and forth from the two. He wondered what had happened between to two nations to make them glare at each other in such an angry way.
‘Did they both have a fight or something and I didn’t know about it?’ he thought.
Just then Seychelles walked into the room. "Hey Cameroon, Kenya wondered if-" she stopped and looked at Cameroon and Sweden. The two nations didn't even acknowledge her.
"What's going on here?" she asked with a look of confusion. Seychelles looked at Finland for an answer but Finland shrugged.
Finland finally sighed and got up. It looked like the two of them could keep this up for hours. He motioned to Seychelles, “Come on Seychelles, they don't seem to be stopping...what ever they are doing soon. I'll treat you to some salmiakki." As the two of them walked out of the door, Finland turned around and said, "When you are done Sweden, just call me.” And he walked out of the room because he wasn’t expecting an answer.
As soon as the door shut, both Sweden and Cameroon waited a few moments before relaxed and Cameroon pulled something out of his briefcase. It was a cross stitch pattern.
“So I picked a difficult pattern for this week,” he said laying it out on the table. “Do you think you are up to it?”
Sweden gave a small smirk and nodded. He opened his own briefcase and pulled out his threads, needles, and fabric. He also took out a timer.
“So thirty minutes will be fine for this?” Sweden asked Cameroon as he wound the timer.
“Thirty minutes is just enough to kick butt,” smirked Cameroon as he threaded his needles.
Sweden slammed the timer down and started to thread his needles as well. “Are you ready?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
Sweden pushed the timer and the two nations began their cross stitching battle.
Author/Artist:setosnicegirl
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sweden, Cameroon, Finland, Seychelles
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing.
Summary: Sweden and Cameroon have an epic stare down.
Sweden and Cameroon were sitting across the table from each other, arms crossed and glaring at each other. Neither man had spoke a word to each other as they sat there.
Finland was sitting there looking back and forth from the two. He wondered what had happened between to two nations to make them glare at each other in such an angry way.
‘Did they both have a fight or something and I didn’t know about it?’ he thought.
Just then Seychelles walked into the room. "Hey Cameroon, Kenya wondered if-" she stopped and looked at Cameroon and Sweden. The two nations didn't even acknowledge her.
"What's going on here?" she asked with a look of confusion. Seychelles looked at Finland for an answer but Finland shrugged.
Finland finally sighed and got up. It looked like the two of them could keep this up for hours. He motioned to Seychelles, “Come on Seychelles, they don't seem to be stopping...what ever they are doing soon. I'll treat you to some salmiakki." As the two of them walked out of the door, Finland turned around and said, "When you are done Sweden, just call me.” And he walked out of the room because he wasn’t expecting an answer.
As soon as the door shut, both Sweden and Cameroon waited a few moments before relaxed and Cameroon pulled something out of his briefcase. It was a cross stitch pattern.
“So I picked a difficult pattern for this week,” he said laying it out on the table. “Do you think you are up to it?”
Sweden gave a small smirk and nodded. He opened his own briefcase and pulled out his threads, needles, and fabric. He also took out a timer.
“So thirty minutes will be fine for this?” Sweden asked Cameroon as he wound the timer.
“Thirty minutes is just enough to kick butt,” smirked Cameroon as he threaded his needles.
Sweden slammed the timer down and started to thread his needles as well. “Are you ready?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
Sweden pushed the timer and the two nations began their cross stitching battle.