BTLG- Auroras + Mr. Puffin -Iceland x Reader

“Phhhhggg”

 

‘Ugh what a headache’ You clutched your head in mild discomfort.

For some reason you didn’t feel like opening your eyes. It was like your mind was unconsciously telling you to not open them.

‘This is ridiculous’ You shook your head. ‘It was only a bad dream’

Your [e/c] eyes slowly blinked open and you were immediately blinded. “Agh!”

‘Ow! It felt like I was staring into the sun’ Cautiously you opened your eyes again, the blinding light dimmed and you were able to look to your form.

“What the-!”

Apparently you were already standing. ‘Strange I don’t remember standing up?’

You looked to the ground expecting to see your living room floor underneath your bare feet. “AHHHH!”

You were in midair… in the sky… with no ground in sight!

“What the hell??”

You were so frightened that you fell on your butt. You half-expected to fall into the nothingness but was surprised to find you were still somehow floating. You tapped your foot in midair. ‘Odd’ you thought, ‘It is like some force is not letting me fall?’

You looked up and gasped.

Above you was the Northern Lights. Pinks, blues, yellows, and every other color imaginable seemed all within arm’s reach.

Mesmerized and bewildered, you carefully stood up and walked over to touch it. Your hand outstretched and immediately the lights came closer to your hand.

“It’s so… warm” you whispered. The light caressed your hand and right before your eyes the colors changed. Suddenly the light enveloped you and you grinned. In truth, the lights made you happy. Like when you were younger and marveling at the wonders of the world.

“What is this? Is this a dream? If so, I don’t think I ever want to wake up” you hummed.

Suddenly, everything stilled.

Shocked you stopped talking. “Um?”

In a flash, the flickering lights started circling you. However it wasn’t like before. The light’s carefree bliss changed to vindictive evil.

The light reflected your form- like the mirror you fell into. Different mirrors of various colors kept circling and circling you. You looked at each and every reflection.

“What is this!?” you yelled.

Each scream you spat, the mirrors spun faster and faster. The lights started flickering in an increased pace.

Soon the flickering of lights and spinning mirrors left you disoriented.

Then that’s when it happened.

Through your muddled vision, you briefly caught your reflection grinning at you.

“Come here ______~”

Your eyes widened.

“Give in ______. Just give me what I want”

Brief clarity struck you. ‘This is a nightmare! No way this-she is real! I’m me right?’ 

“Who are you?”

She smirked, “Who do you think?”

You staggered back. ‘No! This is a lie! It has to be! Some sick trick of the mind!’ You searched for an escape.

“Uh-uh-uh ______. You have a debt to pay” Your reflection replied.

You gulped, “What are you talking about?”

“You know the deal?” She waited for you to answer but seeing your stupor she continued, “Oh come now ______; don’t you know every wish comes with a cost?”

“I-It does?”

“Yes idiot. Now…” She extended her hand, “We can do this the easy way or the hard way”

“This is madness! You are a figment of my imagination!” You sharply exhaled, “Therefore if I don’t want you here I can command you to leave!” In your moment, you did a dramatic move and when you opened your eyes you expected her to be gone…. If only.

“You done, drama queen?” Rolling her eyes, she added, “This is how you do it” With her hand curled like she was going to claw someone’s face, she slashed forward in the mirror.

For a second, you felt nothing. It was your turn to smirk, “…and you thought that would work?” You cackled, “So much for big bad refl-F*CK!”

The slash from the mirror emulated onto your form and you vaguely heard a sound like wet riiiip!

You screeched as you flew back.

Dimly you heard, “So long _____. I got what a came for; have a nice fall! Bwahaha”

With eyes full of agony, you barely registered that the Aurora Borealis was getting further away from you. You finally fell.

A pang of raw fear and swift realization struck into your heart. ‘You mean I could really die?? This isn’t a dream!?’

Your head turned an inch to see the oncoming ground awaiting you.

“No! Stop! Stop! I can’t-!”

Silence.

 

~~~~~~Timeskip Of Iceland Coming Out of the Hot Springs With Water Dripping Down That Body~~~~~

 

A gentle freezing breeze whisked the pale blonde hair of an Icelandic male.

The scene was picturesque. The snow-covered valleys and mountains were all under a cloudless sky. It was now near sunset which meant Emil’s favorite Aurora Lights will peek out. He waited patiently for the sun to set and as he inhaled the crisp clean air-

“Yo! This is so boring! Why aren’t we inside?”

Emil looked to his pet annoyed. “Must you always ruin every moment?”

The puffin laughed, “I don’t; I make it livelier! Like right now… why are we here?”

Iceland groaned, “To watch the Northern Lights”

Mr. Puffin replied, “We can do that by watchin’ the Discovery Channel- inside!”

Emil tried to shoo the irritating bird off of his shoulder, “Then leave so I can be in peace!”

The puffin was successfully shooed off his shoulder only to land beside him. “Nah, I like it here now”

Emil sighed, ‘Why must this bird be so damn annoying?’ 

Mr. Puffin continued, “Hey”

“What?”

“Tell me why you ain’t got a girl?” the animal asked.

A hint of a blush rose to Emil’s cheeks. “T-That’s none of your business”

“Pfft! The hell it isn’t! If you brought one I bet she will look real fine~”

“Ugh you are as bad as Matthias” Emil put a hand to his head.

“But seriously though, why not? …Is it cause you have a small-“

“THAT is not it! And for your information you stupid bird it is bigger than-“ Emil kept babbling on and on while his face got redder.

The bird looked to his owner highly entertained. Who knew by insulting his particular area would set him off this much? As the puffin looked away squawking in laughter something caught its eye.

“Eh” the puffin’s eyes widened. ‘Am I seeing this right?’

Emil wasn’t about to be interrupted. He kept on arguing.

“Hey man…” the bird said in a serious tone. Mr. Puffin couldn’t believe his eyes. There seemed to be what looked like a girl fall from the Aurora Borealis. ‘Is this the reason why Emil always wanted to watch the silly Lights?’

“Emil ya should see this…” The bird tried to get the boy’s attention but Emil was too absorbed in his anger.

Meanwhile, the puffin watched as the girl land in a far off distance between the valley of two snow-crested mountain peaks.

Fed up and needing Emil to see what he was seeing, Mr. Puffin bellowed, “Eh, ya idiot! Some girl just fell from the Lights!”

Finally this caught Emil’s attention and he momentarily stopped, “What? Stupid puffin, no one can fall from the Northern Lights” Iceland shook his head.

“Well she did! More specifically from those lights over there! I always knew they were suspicious!” Realizing Emil didn’t believe him; the bird flew to his face and pecked his head.

“O-Ow! What are you doing!?” Iceland waved his hands in an attempt to make the animal to stop.

“Nah I won’t until ya believe me” Mr. Puffin continued pecking with its huge beak until Emil gave in.

“Alright! Fine I believe you!” He huffed. The bird stopped its abuse. Iceland crossed his arms, “If this is true, which I think this isn’t, where did she land?”

Mr. Puffin grinned in triumph, “I have an idea….”

 

~~~~~~Timeskip Of Emil Taking His Licorice and Putting It Into Your Mouth… With His Tongue~~~~~~

 

“I don’t see her” Emil told his pet as he drudged through the snow. “I knew this was a waste of time”

Mr. Puffin responded, “Man, ya’re impatient. Anyway I don’t see how she survived that fall, she’s probably already dead”

“Oh joy” Emil answered sarcastically.

The bird hooted, “Eh at least we can say we tried to save- holy sh*t she’s alive!”

Emil’s attention snapped to where his bird was staring at. Shock filled his being.

A girl not too far from him was unconscious and had a bruise on her knee. But what surprised him the most was her beautiful features. Never before had he seen such a pretty girl in the middle of nowhere.

He thought, ‘She must have not fallen from the Northern Lights as Mr. Puffin said. She is still breathing properly; a person who fell from that height would be dead… Stupid bird, always over-exaggerating’

*RRRRMMMMMM*

A loud growl was heard from the ground below. A familiar feeling of something about to erupt stirred in Emil.

Another geyser or volcano was about to explode… and it was close.

Watching to the girl, he realized that a geyser was situated not three feet from her. ‘From that distance she can be burned to a crisp in a matter of seconds!’ he thought horrified.

Rushing to make sure she wouldn’t die (for what was the second time today; but he doesn’t know that), Emil went over to pick her up.

Starting a countdown to five till the geyser exploded Emil stated, “One”

He managed to get his hands around the girl.

“Two”

He lifted her up and turned to run.

“Three”

Emil’s foot got caught in a hole under the snow, “Crap!” He struggled to free himself without dropping the girl.

“Two”

“Hurry up, Emil!” cried a worried and petrified Mr. Puffin.

At the last moment, Emil freed himself and sprinted forward.

“One”

*RA-BOOOM!*

Emil slightly tripped and almost fell with the girl. Thankfully he regained his footing and turned around to watch the geyser splurt its boiling water a good distance away from him.

He regarded the girl he was holding and muttered, “Well that was close”

The girl sure was something to behold. Heat rose to his cheeks; and this wasn’t because of his near-death experience.

Mr. Puffin flew over to him and shouted, “Wow! Never did I think ya were cool ‘til now! That was bada$$!” The bird looked to the girl and whistled, “Hot damn! Ya finally got a girl- and she sexy!”

“S-Shut up!” Iceland retorted with cheeks ablaze.

“Eh I call it how I see it! Anyway, ya gonna tell her ya saved her so she would fall in love with ya?” The puffin teased.

Emil tried to whack his pet, “I said Shut up!”

In his arms, the girl stirred. Emil stopped his rampage and gulped. He would have a hard time explaining why he was holding her. For all she knew, he was a pervert like Matthias.

Emil cringed at the thought but it seemed like luck was on his side. She stayed asleep though sadly his puffin wasn’t.

Emil sighed as he headed to the Nordic household; fully aware that more teasing will await him.

 

~~~~~~Timeskip Of Mr. Puffin Plotting With That Bird Brain of His~~~~~~

 

You moved from your sleep.

‘I had the strangest dream. I thought I heard Mr. Puffin snickering and I even heard Emil yelling-‘

“It’s not like that!”

Your [e/c] orbs opened. ‘Am I hallucinating?! That sounded like Emil!’

“Sure it isn’t” A male with a Norwegian accent replied.

‘And is that Norway!?’ In astonishment you gazed at your surroundings. This definitely was not your living room. In fact, everything in the room looked Nordic. You were metaphorically slapped in the face when you realized: ‘A-Am I in their house?!’

You didn’t see anyone in front of you, so you assumed they were in another room behind you.

Not wanting them to know you were awake, you peeked from the couch you were resting on.

“-You refuse to call me Big Brother but kidnap a girl instead. I see how it is” Norway teased Iceland.

Emil’s flustered face was comical but to you he appeared adorable. “First of all, she was unconscious next to a geyser! If I didn’t pull her away she would be dead! Second, I will never call you that”

Lukas had a hint of a smirk.

Before you could observe more of the amusing argument, a certain puffin popped in front of your face and squawked, “Eh! The pretty girl’s awake!”

Thankful for the distraction from his brother, Iceland immediately went to you.

You looked up mesmerized. There he was, in the flesh.

Emil Steilsson. The personification of Iceland was indeed handsome. His snow white hair seemed as soft as the snow that lay outside the Nordic house. Pale cream skin was flawless and his lovely lavender eyes gazed your way shyly.

Not wanting to seem unfriendly, you smiled. “Hello”

Trying to resume his cold façade, Emil replied in monotone, “Halló”

It was silent until Mr. Puffin yelled, “Oh for crying out loud! Grow a pair!”

Iceland fumed, “Shut up bird!” Coming closer to you, Iceland composed himself, “I’m Emil”

“Nice to meet you! I’m ______”

Emil was fairly close to smiling. He could finally put a name to her attractive face. Emil was in bliss until Norway nudged him to introduce him. Emil looked to his older brother in displeasure, “And this is Lukas”

“Pleasure” Lukas added.

You nodded.

Mr. Puffin went to you next and stated, “Hey I’m Mr. Puffin and I have to say ya are mighty fine~”

You raised your eyebrow, “Uh thanks?”

The puffin wiggled its nonexistent eyebrows, “Ya’re welcome. So did ya know that guy over there-“ The bird pointed to Iceland with its wing “-saved ya from death?”

“Huh?!”

The puffin nodded, “If it wasn’t for him, ya be crisper than fried chicken!”

You looked at Emil in awe, “Is that true?”

Emil was slightly turned away, “Yeah”

Your heart warmed, “Thank you”

His lilac eyes flickered to yours, “You’re welcome”

Mr. Puffin added, “Hey ya remember how ya fell from the Northern Lights?”

You became puzzled, “What are you talking about?”

Mr. Puffin elaborated, “Ya fell from the Aurora. How did that happen?”

“I-I” You tried to remember but you couldn’t. Something was preventing you from remembering. “I am not sure- actually the last thing I remember was that I was in my living room”

Emil, Lukas, and Mr. Puffin looked to each other silent.

“Well that sucks” Mr. Puffin finally told you. “Maybe you can stay with us~”

Emil liked Mr. Puffin’s idea much to his dismay. Instead of commenting, Iceland instead queried, “Does that bruise hurt?”

You looked down, “I didn’t even know I had it?” You poked it. Slight pain radiated from it but nothing too threatening, “It’s alright”

Emil was about to talk when Lukas budged into the conversation, “It will heal…Hey Emil isn’t it your turn to cook? It’s almost dinner”

“If you’re hungry do it yourself” His calm exterior was breaking.

“I will once you call me Big Brother”

“Never” Emil was trying really hard not to break.

“Come on say it~” Lukas pressed.

“No” Iceland was at the critical point.

Lukas turned to you and an idea popped into his head, “Maybe if I make _____ say it…”

Emil broke and became jealous; “She is not a part of this!” Despite his no touch policy, Emil grabbed your hand. “Come on _____. Let’s leave these idiots” He led you to the kitchen where he was going to prepare dinner.

 

***

 

It didn’t take long for Emil to prepare dinner and it took even less time to eat the food.

You patted your stomach in relish. “Emil that was great! That Hangikjöt dish was phenomenal!”

Emil stuck the last piece of the lamb into the mouth and swallowed before answering, “Thanks”

You grinned. Inwardly you were happy that Lukas decided to eat upstairs muttering about working on a spell. Also, you were pleased when Emil told you that the rest of the Nordics (Finland, Sweden, and Denmark) were out shopping. In other words you were alone with Emil.

You would have continued happily staring at him until Emil whipped out his infamous licorice.

He bit into the candy in relish and when he caught you watching him he inquired, “You want some?”

You nodded enthusiastically. You never tried black licorice before so this new experience left you thrilled. You grabbed one as you accidentally brushed your hand against his. “Thanks!”

Emil became flustered, “No problem”

You bit into the candy. It tasted… bitter but it was edible. You ate it before you started giggling.

“What?” Emil questioned as he ate his eleventh licorice.

“You must really like licorice; that’s your eleventh one!” you pointed out.

“Yeah” He looked away slightly embarrassed.

You didn’t want to offend him. “I didn’t mean to offend! I mean who doesn’t have a favorite candy?” You looked around, “Do you have [fav candy]?”

“No I don’t think I do”

You pouted before you perked up again, “Oh well! I guess I have to find it later then, Iceland!”

Emil’s eyes widened he was sure he never said he was a country. Before he could ask you how you knew his identity, Mr. Puffin flew in.

“Hey lovebirds~! How are ya doin?”

You and Emil quickly became lava red, “We are not lovebirds!”

“Yeah yeah whatever” Mr. Puffin’s attention instantly zoomed on the licorice.

Knowing what he was thinking, Emil spoke, “Don’t you dare!”

However it was too late. The puffin swept in, took the licorice, and flew upstairs.

Chasing the bird because that was his last licorice box, Emil cursed in his language.

You snickered and followed Emil.

Taking a sharp turn to the right, you saw Emil and his pet wrestling over the candy.

You stepped into the room watching the fight take place.

Surveying the fight, you took a spilt second to gaze at the room.

You noticed that the main color scheme was blue, white, and red. From the walls to the bedsheets, those were the colors that mainly dominated the room. Once you conveyed the thought, ‘Is this Emil’s room?’ you noticed the Icelandic flag pinned to the room’s roof.

You didn’t have more time to gaze at it because that was when the licorice box flew out the window.

“Stupid bird!” Emil bellowed as he watched the candy fall.

The puffin retorted, “If ya goddamn shared we wouldn’t be in this mess!”

Before Iceland could get his hands on Mr. Puffin, the bird flew out the window.

Emil mumbled what sounded like obscenities until you put a hand on his shoulder.

He flinched.

“It’s okay. You can get him back later” you softly smiled.

“…Yeah” He lost his words when you grinned. Not knowing what to say he asked, “Do you want to sleep here?”

“Uh…”

Noticing that sounded wrong, he corrected, “N-not with me! I mean in this room” ‘Ugh I’m such an idiot. I sound like a total creep!’

 

Expecting you to turn away and leave, you went close to him and rested your head against the crook of his neck with hands to his chest.

He froze. Though he would never admit it, this closeness and warmth was pleasant. Maybe not being lonely was a good thing… maybe.

“Thank you, Emmi. For rescuing me, sharing that licorice, and now this room; you are kind and adorable” You looked up at him.

Both your faces were close together. Mere inches of air are all that separated your lips from his. You and Emil leaned forward until-

The Nordics came home.

“The King of Northern Europe has arrived!” Denmark yelled from downstairs.

Emil’s eyes narrowed and you heaved a sigh. Guess there was no kiss today.

You heard Norway go downstairs and say, “You are not a king. Anyway, Emil has a girl in his room”

“A girl?” Finland was amazed.

Sweden grunted.

Denmark became excited, “Is she hot?”

Then came the voice of Mr. Puffin, “She fine~”

“Awesome! I gotta see this for myself!” Matthias ran up the stairs excited.

Iceland’s stomach dropped. If Matthias came in now, he would bother and flirt with you to no end. Clearly not wanting that, Emil stated, “Stay here. I will deal with the Dane”

“Okay” You replied.

Emil stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him.

You heard arguing erupt and you giggled.

“Oh those Nordics” You stepped to the bed and laid down the amazingly soft covers. You looked up to the ceiling where his flag hung.

“Emil” you breathed, “I’m so glad I met you today” You shifted around, “I can’t believe a freaking mirror could do this- though pieces of my memory are starting to fade…”

You remembered that you were slowly forgetting your old life and the people you knew, but more importantly, your parents you left behind in your own dimension.

Now all that bothered your mind was “Why am I forgetting them?...”

 

“…And how do I get back home?”