Stop following me. (second spinoff of never leave you alone)

chapter four.

Iceland took (y/n) to a cafe, the were quiet as they sat and watched the people pass by.
"So...", Iceland thought of topics to try to speak to his newfound sister about, "what do you think of puffins?"
"They are cute.", the silver haired female said, "I like animals."
"Oh that's good. I have a puffin.", Iceland explained, "but he's a bit gruff."
The female looked at him and sipped her drink, she did not seem to believe him.
Her eyes went back to looking out at the passing populous, Iceland sighed but kept his eyes on her.
she did look very much like him and his brothers, she was really cute.

(Y/n) looked at the people walking by, her mind went back to the conversation she heard about the 2ps.
Evil versions of the people she met.
She wondered what those people were like, would their personalities be extreme contrasts to the normal ones?
A soft tapping on her hand brought her out of her thoughts, "do you need a napkin?"
Iceland looked concerned, (y/n) looked and saw that she had crushed the scalding beverage without noticing and the drink was burning her hand.
"I'll be fine.", the Silver haired female said, "it is nothing."
the Icelandic male was worried about how much she had felt to make her numb to a scalding drink burning her hand.
He thought about what she said, she killed someone before and the look in her eye was like that of when Finland remembered what he had to do in the wars.

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(B/n), (f/n), and (m/n) were tied to chairs around the dining room table, the Large man who seemed to be in charge of the terrorist band that was in their house sat at the head of the table.
the smallest one was rummaging through rooms upstairs with the burned one, the red clad one was twirling a Knife threateningly while the ginger haired one was looking at what was in the kitchen.
"What do you want?", (F/n) asked and The red clad one threw the knife at him, the blade stuck into the table right in front of the man.
"Shut the hell up. You're the bastard that took her from the Hospital.", The angry man said in a Finnish accent and retrieved the knife.
"Then failed to even take care of her, your adopted daughter.", The Large man with gravity defying hair said, "My little sister. Our little sister."

(M/n) seems nervous, "What do you mean? We Took good care of her and our own daughter."
"That's a lie!", The ginger swede said as he walked back from his exploration, "if you look in the pictures, (y/n) is Almost always looking down or away from the camera. If she is looking at the camera, she does not smile."
The large man looked back at the parents, "you were saying?"
the angry male rolled his crimson eyes, "Can I gut one of them now?"
"Calm down thurston. You will have your chance.", the blonde spoke in his deep intimidating voice, "Let us see what Loki and Egil dig up from her room."
the burned one and the eyepatch wearing one came down with some journals and (b/n)'s phone.
"Find anything you two?", The leader asked.
"We did Magnus. Journals, a diary, and the slut's phone.", The burned one answered and threw the phone to the larger man.

"Min Blóm is so cute~", The eyepatched male chirped happily, "But where is she?"
"She was already taken away by another man.", (m/n) said, "A Alfred Jones."
Thurston growled again, "Let me stab one of their eyes out at least."
"Not yet.", Magnus said, "did he mention where they were going?"
the ginger male was drooling at (b/n), "can I eat this?"
"Not yet Bernard.", the Finn replied to his brother.
The family was trembling at the Terrorists.
"Stop looking at me like that creep!", (b/n) exclaimed at Bernard.
The burned man sighed, "if she went with America, she's heading to the impromptu meeting in england. She's going to be handed over to our counterparts."
The platinum haired eyepatch wearing male whined, "Nooooo. She's my Blóm! Mine!"
"We're done here.", the blonde said, "Loki, You get the man. Thurston, get rid of the woman. Egil, you take care of this bitch."
Bernard groaned, "I'm hungry"

(M/n) screamed before Thurston shoved his gun into her mouth and fired, "waste of a good bullet."
"MOM! YOU BASTARDS!", (b/n) screamed at the males.
Egil grabbed her face, "what a nasty tongue. It would be better if you did not have it."
The Icelander grabbed the girl's tongue and ripped it out of her head, the muscle came out with a sickening ripping sound.
The platinum haired Icelander threw the tongue to Bernard who ate it immediately, (b/n) was bleeding and in horror of what was happening.
Loki flipped a lighter on, "Hey Maggie, I've been working on this trick for Kanin."
The burned Norwegian blew on the fire and the flames shot out like dragon's breath to the man tied to the chair, (f/n) screamed as the flames turned blue and consumed him.