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Author's note: None of the Hettalia characters belong to me. They belong to their respected owner, Funimation. The original characters belong to me.

Dearg and Gorm

by

Oracle602

Chapter 2

Llewella looked at the trapped countries counting them in her head. "There are a few missing..." She mummer looking at them and her friends. She was glad they were welcoming so far. She knew that the three of them were a bit much sometimes, she just hoped they be able to get what they needed to get done before they annoyed the personification of their own countries.

Brianna nodded, "They have been trapped, I think."  Her eyes taking in the grandeur of their prison. "Though some of the others are still free and walking about their own countries."

Aaron piped up, "There are only twenty-seven of the countries trapped here." He sighed. "A whole lot are free though. Well all the girls versions are free along with some of the male versions of the more female type countries."

Brianna looks at the tall Russian raises an eyebrow and points at him. "He has a girl side. She be really giant!" Than she catches Ivan's eyes and disappears on him.

'Calm down Ivan. She is just a child. You know better.' Inna said in her male counter parts head. 'Leave the child be, she is there to help you and the others.'

Ivan blinks and than looks at the the two young people who are left. "What are you talking about comrades?" His voice growled at them. He crossed his arms as the trio looked up at him.

"He is so very tall...." Aaron looks up at the very tall country. Ivan gives Aaron a look. Aaron tries to hide behind his sister Llewella.

Llewella rolls her eyes. "I am one of the shortest here brother mine so stop it." She growled at him. Aaron backed away trying to figure out who was scarier his sister or the very tall Russian.

Brianna sat on the stairs trying not to laugh. She knew none of them could see her. She than looked at Ivan realizing he was not angry so she popped back in so people could see her once more.

Arthur looked at the three. "I think they are going to be entertaining to say the least." He looked over at Ivan. "Stop scaring him Ivan that is unkind of you." The others watched the byplay and hoped it would not explode. It was Arthur speaking and not Alfred so they felt they be a little safer. Ivan did not get provoked so easy when England spoke. When America spoke on the other hand it was a whole different story.

Ivan snorted. "I don't need two people mothering me Arthur." He looked at England with a raised eyebrow. He straightened his pink scarf sitting it around his neck a bit more comfortably.

They all go into the sitting room from standing about in the main foyer. Brianna looks wildly about for her bag. Peter points at the two carpet bags. One of the carpet bags, the purple one, was tugging the tan carpet bag into the room.

"I have no words." Peter blinks still staring at the carpetbags. "Do they always act like that?" He pointed at the two bags that looked to be arguing. It was an odd pantomime between the two bags.

"They do." Llewella stated blandly. "Ours is keeping Bri's from wandering off."  She realized they never dealt with magical things before. She was a little surprised. "You have never seen magical things in action? Other than yourselves."

"Are they supposed to float up to the ceiling?' Honda asked. "The one looks like it took the other with it...." He sounded confused. "We are magical?"

Llewella smacks her head watching the bags antics. She was frowning at them. She was not completely amused. The others were completely amused by the two bags antics. "Yes you all are magical, considering."

Aaron looked up at the two bags sitting on the ceiling like it was the floor. "Well that is not the worst thing." They sat themselves by the crystal chandelier. The purple bag seemed to start shining the crystals.

"Don't say it." Brianna hand flew to cover Aaron's mouth. "You will give them ideas!!"
"Mummph" Aaron tried to speak.

Hercules and Grupa both laughed at the bags antics. The others watched with amusement as well. They just did not join in the laughter.

"Don't laugh too loudly." Brianna asked the countries. "My bag has an American sense of humor. That you all will not like, let's not tempt it, please."

"Well they are about as bad as the mucchi." Toris smiled lightly. "Will be about as entertaining too I suppose." He shook his head. "So your bag might start pranking us, got it."

"Yes and can we look about?" Brianna asked. "I think the others are still here they are just trapped."

"Don't scare my bag, it electrifys things to defend itself." Llewella pointed out to them. The purple bag sends little lightening bolts jumping from crystal to crystal. There are also little sand storms going from crystal to crystal shining them.

"Yes that be a great idea." Arthur stated. "I think one of us should go with one of you." He looked at this fellow personifications. "Ivan will go with Llewella, Grupa with Aaron and Toris with Brianna."

Ivan looked down at his new partner in crime. "She is so short comrade. Are you sure about this?"

Llewella looked at Arthur. "Is he always like this? Insulting people." Llewella does one of her lighting fast jabs to Ivan's nearest kneecap. Ivan falls down, surprised. "Don't make fun of my height giant and I will not make fun of yours. Or say the air must be real thin up there because your so rude. The thin air clouds your use of good judgment."

Arthur hid a smile behind his hand. "Are you three perhaps from America?"

"I was born and raised in America." Brianna boasted with a wide smile on her lips. She looked quite a bit like her countries personification with that smirk on her lips. Arthur groaned inwardly, he knew that having Alfred's people here underfoot was going to be a bit taxing.

"We were born in Ireland and our sisters were all born in America." Llewella smiled. "So I guess you could say we are all Americans."

Ivan got up. "More of them. Wasn't one of them enough!" He grumped.

"Alfred is a reflection of his people much like we are." Toris reminded the tall Russian.

Ivan gave Llewella a look and she did her "I am totally the cutest thing ever" look. Ivan sighed theatricality. "They even act like him." He grumbled to himself.

Brianna and Toris walked up the stairs to check out the secound floor. Brianna giggled a little mirror around the mirror were maple leaves. "You have a funny accent."

"So do you." Toris responded in good natured amusement. He frowned at the mirror, "I have never seen that around the house. We are taking it with us." He picks it up frowning. It was a small hand mirror.

On the secound floor they found three more mirrors, all hand sized. One had an eagle motif. One has roses. The last one had a stein imprinted on the back of it.

They went back to the sitting room with their finds. Aaron and Gupta had beat them back. They also found three mirrors. One of there had a panda on the back. One had mountains with a  skier on the back. The last one they found had roses and a crosses on the back.

"Where is your sister and Ivan?" Toris asked. He did not like the fact those two were not back yet. Ivan was a bit sensitive sometimes over the strangest of things. He did not want to have to worry of the young woman's safety if Ivan hit one of his violent streaks.

Meanwhile Ivan and Llewella searched the east wing of the estate. Ivan checking all the places Llewella could neither see nor reach. He did not mention that fact to her as she checked the areas he would of missed. He found he could work with this girl, as long as he kept his short comments to himself that is.

Llewella on her low search pattern found a mirror that on the back of it had Buddha on the back. She showed Ivan the hand mirror. "I think we need to look for these."

He nodded his eyes getting wider. "There was one back there." They retreated back to were Ivan saw the other hand mirror. This one had a man fishing on the back. He smiled. "I thought it was silly and odd."

"Which is why you should of mentioned it." Llewella put her hands on her hips. "I know you don't want to work with me."

"It is not that da." Ivan shook his head as they headed down the hall resuming their search pattern. "I am trying not to make 'short' jokes as Alfred would say."

Llewella smiled lightly. "Indeed."

Ivan trips over something and falls to his knee. "Nyet." He growled looking at what tripped him up. He found it was one of the mirrors they were looking for. This one had a frying pan with some food cooking in it on the back.

As they were walking from a shelf they were walking under something falls and smacks Ivan in the head and goes skittering across the floor. Ivan glares at it. He wanders toward it and than starts to back away from it.

"What's wrong?" as Llewella picks up the mirror. She spots a knife etched on the back of the mirror.

"It's her." He growled. "Keep that one away from me!"

"Oh it's that one." Llewella said sagely. "Ok."

They kept on looking. They found three more mirrors. One had a piano. One had a stein with a bird etched on it. The last one had a lion rearing on it's back legs on the back of the mirror. They made their way back to the others.

Walking into the sitting room everyone stopped talking the moment they came in. They looked at bit wild eyed as the two placed the mirrors they found with the other mirrors.

"Looks like they were all found da." Ivan smiled lightly. He looked at the one that undoubtedly held his little sister. "Couldn't we just not mess with that one?" He points at the mirror that most likely holds his sister in it's confines.

Llewella pokes the big Russian in the side. He looks down at her. In her hands is a huge sunflower. "For you so you have at least one sunflower. This flower much like you looks beautiful and soft but has a steel for a spine." She smiles at him.

He smiles back. "For me?" He was surprised he loved sunflowers. Not many people remember that about him, he wondered how she knew.

"Yes, America asked the magical families to find a suitable gift for his friend Russia." Llewella spoke softly. "They tried to veto the flower idea." The rest of her words were lost as Russia picked up the teenage girl and gave her a bone crushing hug.

Brianna glares at her carpet bag it floats down from the ceiling. It floats down and she opens it up snagging  a plate of mini cheese burgers with everything on them, there were fries and cookies on the very large plate. A can of soda pops out and opens itself and floats next to Brianna. She sits down with her plate near the mirrors. Her bag one more floats up to the top and arranges itself on the ceiling.

Aaron looks at his sister's feet than looks at Arthur. "I am not sure if she is breathing...."

"Indeed." Arthur agreed. "Ivan please set the girl on the sofa. Be gentle put her on the divan."

Ivan places her on the divan and frowns. "I am so sorry, I did not mean too."

Arthur shakes his head. Llewella was softly mutter ouchie. He laid a hand on her, a green light covered them both. Her eyes widened and she felt a whole lot better.

"Thank you." She than looks at Ivan. "It's ok, I did not expect less. I just was not prepared for the reality." She smiled lightly.

Arthur while sitting next to Llewella watches as the mirror with the eagle on it falls off the table. A hand comes out followed by a body. Alfred snags two of Brianna's six mini cheese burgers. He shoves them in his mouth. He rolls and comes to his feet.

Alfred than asks. "Are there more, I am a bit hungry."

Description

Author's note: None of the Hettalia characters belong to me. They belong to their respected owner, Funimation. The original characters belong to me.

Dearg and Gorm

by

Oracle602

Chapter 2

Llewella looked at the trapped countries counting them in her head. "There are a few missing..." She mummer looking at them and her friends. She was glad they were welcoming so far. She knew that the three of them were a bit much sometimes, she just hoped they be able to get what they needed to get done before they annoyed the personification of their own countries.

Brianna nodded, "They have been trapped, I think."  Her eyes taking in the grandeur of their prison. "Though some of the others are still free and walking about their own countries."

Aaron piped up, "There are only twenty-seven of the countries trapped here." He sighed. "A whole lot are free though. Well all the girls versions are free along with some of the male versions of the more female type countries."

Brianna looks at the tall Russian raises an eyebrow and points at him. "He has a girl side. She be really giant!" Than she catches Ivan's eyes and disappears on him.

'Calm down Ivan. She is just a child. You know better.' Inna said in her male counter parts head. 'Leave the child be, she is there to help you and the others.'

Ivan blinks and than looks at the the two young people who are left. "What are you talking about comrades?" His voice growled at them. He crossed his arms as the trio looked up at him.

"He is so very tall...." Aaron looks up at the very tall country. Ivan gives Aaron a look. Aaron tries to hide behind his sister Llewella.

Llewella rolls her eyes. "I am one of the shortest here brother mine so stop it." She growled at him. Aaron backed away trying to figure out who was scarier his sister or the very tall Russian.

Brianna sat on the stairs trying not to laugh. She knew none of them could see her. She than looked at Ivan realizing he was not angry so she popped back in so people could see her once more.

Arthur looked at the three. "I think they are going to be entertaining to say the least." He looked over at Ivan. "Stop scaring him Ivan that is unkind of you." The others watched the byplay and hoped it would not explode. It was Arthur speaking and not Alfred so they felt they be a little safer. Ivan did not get provoked so easy when England spoke. When America spoke on the other hand it was a whole different story.

Ivan snorted. "I don't need two people mothering me Arthur." He looked at England with a raised eyebrow. He straightened his pink scarf sitting it around his neck a bit more comfortably.

They all go into the sitting room from standing about in the main foyer. Brianna looks wildly about for her bag. Peter points at the two carpet bags. One of the carpet bags, the purple one, was tugging the tan carpet bag into the room.

"I have no words." Peter blinks still staring at the carpetbags. "Do they always act like that?" He pointed at the two bags that looked to be arguing. It was an odd pantomime between the two bags.

"They do." Llewella stated blandly. "Ours is keeping Bri's from wandering off."  She realized they never dealt with magical things before. She was a little surprised. "You have never seen magical things in action? Other than yourselves."

"Are they supposed to float up to the ceiling?' Honda asked. "The one looks like it took the other with it...." He sounded confused. "We are magical?"

Llewella smacks her head watching the bags antics. She was frowning at them. She was not completely amused. The others were completely amused by the two bags antics. "Yes you all are magical, considering."

Aaron looked up at the two bags sitting on the ceiling like it was the floor. "Well that is not the worst thing." They sat themselves by the crystal chandelier. The purple bag seemed to start shining the crystals.

"Don't say it." Brianna hand flew to cover Aaron's mouth. "You will give them ideas!!"
"Mummph" Aaron tried to speak.

Hercules and Grupa both laughed at the bags antics. The others watched with amusement as well. They just did not join in the laughter.

"Don't laugh too loudly." Brianna asked the countries. "My bag has an American sense of humor. That you all will not like, let's not tempt it, please."

"Well they are about as bad as the mucchi." Toris smiled lightly. "Will be about as entertaining too I suppose." He shook his head. "So your bag might start pranking us, got it."

"Yes and can we look about?" Brianna asked. "I think the others are still here they are just trapped."

"Don't scare my bag, it electrifys things to defend itself." Llewella pointed out to them. The purple bag sends little lightening bolts jumping from crystal to crystal. There are also little sand storms going from crystal to crystal shining them.

"Yes that be a great idea." Arthur stated. "I think one of us should go with one of you." He looked at this fellow personifications. "Ivan will go with Llewella, Grupa with Aaron and Toris with Brianna."

Ivan looked down at his new partner in crime. "She is so short comrade. Are you sure about this?"

Llewella looked at Arthur. "Is he always like this? Insulting people." Llewella does one of her lighting fast jabs to Ivan's nearest kneecap. Ivan falls down, surprised. "Don't make fun of my height giant and I will not make fun of yours. Or say the air must be real thin up there because your so rude. The thin air clouds your use of good judgment."

Arthur hid a smile behind his hand. "Are you three perhaps from America?"

"I was born and raised in America." Brianna boasted with a wide smile on her lips. She looked quite a bit like her countries personification with that smirk on her lips. Arthur groaned inwardly, he knew that having Alfred's people here underfoot was going to be a bit taxing.

"We were born in Ireland and our sisters were all born in America." Llewella smiled. "So I guess you could say we are all Americans."

Ivan got up. "More of them. Wasn't one of them enough!" He grumped.

"Alfred is a reflection of his people much like we are." Toris reminded the tall Russian.

Ivan gave Llewella a look and she did her "I am totally the cutest thing ever" look. Ivan sighed theatricality. "They even act like him." He grumbled to himself.

Brianna and Toris walked up the stairs to check out the secound floor. Brianna giggled a little mirror around the mirror were maple leaves. "You have a funny accent."

"So do you." Toris responded in good natured amusement. He frowned at the mirror, "I have never seen that around the house. We are taking it with us." He picks it up frowning. It was a small hand mirror.

On the secound floor they found three more mirrors, all hand sized. One had an eagle motif. One has roses. The last one had a stein imprinted on the back of it.

They went back to the sitting room with their finds. Aaron and Gupta had beat them back. They also found three mirrors. One of there had a panda on the back. One had mountains with a  skier on the back. The last one they found had roses and a crosses on the back.

"Where is your sister and Ivan?" Toris asked. He did not like the fact those two were not back yet. Ivan was a bit sensitive sometimes over the strangest of things. He did not want to have to worry of the young woman's safety if Ivan hit one of his violent streaks.

Meanwhile Ivan and Llewella searched the east wing of the estate. Ivan checking all the places Llewella could neither see nor reach. He did not mention that fact to her as she checked the areas he would of missed. He found he could work with this girl, as long as he kept his short comments to himself that is.

Llewella on her low search pattern found a mirror that on the back of it had Buddha on the back. She showed Ivan the hand mirror. "I think we need to look for these."

He nodded his eyes getting wider. "There was one back there." They retreated back to were Ivan saw the other hand mirror. This one had a man fishing on the back. He smiled. "I thought it was silly and odd."

"Which is why you should of mentioned it." Llewella put her hands on her hips. "I know you don't want to work with me."

"It is not that da." Ivan shook his head as they headed down the hall resuming their search pattern. "I am trying not to make 'short' jokes as Alfred would say."

Llewella smiled lightly. "Indeed."

Ivan trips over something and falls to his knee. "Nyet." He growled looking at what tripped him up. He found it was one of the mirrors they were looking for. This one had a frying pan with some food cooking in it on the back.

As they were walking from a shelf they were walking under something falls and smacks Ivan in the head and goes skittering across the floor. Ivan glares at it. He wanders toward it and than starts to back away from it.

"What's wrong?" as Llewella picks up the mirror. She spots a knife etched on the back of the mirror.

"It's her." He growled. "Keep that one away from me!"

"Oh it's that one." Llewella said sagely. "Ok."

They kept on looking. They found three more mirrors. One had a piano. One had a stein with a bird etched on it. The last one had a lion rearing on it's back legs on the back of the mirror. They made their way back to the others.

Walking into the sitting room everyone stopped talking the moment they came in. They looked at bit wild eyed as the two placed the mirrors they found with the other mirrors.

"Looks like they were all found da." Ivan smiled lightly. He looked at the one that undoubtedly held his little sister. "Couldn't we just not mess with that one?" He points at the mirror that most likely holds his sister in it's confines.

Llewella pokes the big Russian in the side. He looks down at her. In her hands is a huge sunflower. "For you so you have at least one sunflower. This flower much like you looks beautiful and soft but has a steel for a spine." She smiles at him.

He smiles back. "For me?" He was surprised he loved sunflowers. Not many people remember that about him, he wondered how she knew.

"Yes, America asked the magical families to find a suitable gift for his friend Russia." Llewella spoke softly. "They tried to veto the flower idea." The rest of her words were lost as Russia picked up the teenage girl and gave her a bone crushing hug.

Brianna glares at her carpet bag it floats down from the ceiling. It floats down and she opens it up snagging  a plate of mini cheese burgers with everything on them, there were fries and cookies on the very large plate. A can of soda pops out and opens itself and floats next to Brianna. She sits down with her plate near the mirrors. Her bag one more floats up to the top and arranges itself on the ceiling.

Aaron looks at his sister's feet than looks at Arthur. "I am not sure if she is breathing...."

"Indeed." Arthur agreed. "Ivan please set the girl on the sofa. Be gentle put her on the divan."

Ivan places her on the divan and frowns. "I am so sorry, I did not mean too."

Arthur shakes his head. Llewella was softly mutter ouchie. He laid a hand on her, a green light covered them both. Her eyes widened and she felt a whole lot better.

"Thank you." She than looks at Ivan. "It's ok, I did not expect less. I just was not prepared for the reality." She smiled lightly.

Arthur while sitting next to Llewella watches as the mirror with the eagle on it falls off the table. A hand comes out followed by a body. Alfred snags two of Brianna's six mini cheese burgers. He shoves them in his mouth. He rolls and comes to his feet.

Alfred than asks. "Are there more, I am a bit hungry."