ex_finnish_604 | Yhdeksän ♰ Action/Voice

[Late one Saturday evening, a rustle may be heard in the bushes near the high school.... and look! A white blur just came from nowhere and went through one of the school's open windows! Is it a ghost? A ninja? A robber? Close, but no. It's just Finland, who you may or may not have seen walking through the streets just minutes ago. No worries, the white is only from his button down shirt and argyle sweater vest. SO CLASSY.

In any case, he really did enter the high school through a first floor window and proceeded to search around for the chemistry lab-- which wasn't hard to find, surprisingly enough. The first thing he does is reach for the room's telephone (what do you mean 'for emergencies only'?) and place a call.

Does anyone know much about chemistr-- OHYAAAAAAAAAAA!

[And naturally, since this is Finland we're talking about, a crash is audible. Seeing as that he failed to turn on the lights and is looking through the glass bottles of chemicals anyway, it only makes sense that one would drop to the floor and break. Way to go, genius. Real smart there. The lights, however, soon flip on in one room of the school if you're around to see it.]

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_{[Guess who stuck around after hours? This guy.

Except he was out in the hallways playing a game of hide-from-the-custodian-for-three-hours when he heard that crash

so he'll be creeping around and peeking inside the room.]}

[SCRAMBLING TO CLEAN UP THE MESS

Which was only NaCl so it's no big deal if he touches it, but the broken glass is still dangerous.]

How stupid can I get, not turning the lights on.... what was I thinking? Nobody will be here at this hour anyway!

_{[STARES HOLES INTO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD. WHY DOES THAT VOICE SOUND SO FAMILIAR IN AN OLDER-SENSE... DID SOMEONE HIT PUBERTY.]}

[Please go tell that to Denmark who still thinks that Finland is a girl.

Be it because he's nervous or simply because he's good at sensing things within his surroundings, Finland turns his head to see.... a face. A deadpan face. A young looking deadpan face.]

Islanti?

_{[He pulls back and takes off down the hall--Was that a flash of purple in the doorway for a second? Yeah, he's in his Sunday's Finest aka that widdle dress.]}

[Definitely running after him. Was that a haircurl he spotted....?]

_{[Dashes into the nearest room

The Girl's Bathroom.]}

EHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!

_{[already hiding in one of the stalls, standing ontop of a toilet. He's breathing a little too hard though--Thanks, ribs.]}

[So, so confused. Is there a girl that had a face kind of like Iceland with a haircut and haircurl like Norway's?! No, that just didn't make sense!

He walks away from the bathroom, making sure to click his shoes against the tile VERY LOUDLY.... and immediately tiptoes back directly outside the door.

_{[Eventually he steps down and slooooowly pushes the bathroom door open an inch. Peers out.]}

[Up against the wall.... waiting.]

_{[Hesitates, looks down the hall. A few seconds and he slowly creeps out of the doorway, relaxing. Phew, dodged the custodian again.]}

[GRABS FROM BEHIND]

_{[HURK, STOMACH BRUISES OW OW--Cue violent thrashing.]}

Oi! Oi! Le'go!

Norja?! H-Hey, Norja! Calm down, it's me!

[Why are you.... shorter? DOES THIS MEAN THAT FINLAND'S TALLER? OR THE SAME HEIGHT? EITHER WAY THIS IS AMAZING.]

_{[SQUIRM THRASH WIGGLE I DON'T KNOW YOU. THAT'S MY PURSE.]

Le'go 'fore I kick your ass!

_{[H-He's only an inch or so shorter than Iceland! Maybe a tiny bit more, he never checked.]}}

[GRIPS TIGHTER while trying to turn him around.

AND YES, THAT MEANS THEY'RE ABOUT THE SAME HEIGHT!]

It's me, Finland! Why are you doing this?!

_{[OH LORD THE RIBS--

He makes a strangled sound in the back of his throat and shifts, trying to wedge a leg up between himself and Finland for some form of leverage and breathing room.]}

You don't even sound like him! Shut up!