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Family: #46
(Please note that this is when Iceland (Emil) and Norway (Lukas) were little…)
(Meg's POV)
  They were at it again. The yelling and screaming was muffled by the locked door behind us. Mathias was at it again with Berwald, fighting over who knows what.  Soon after the yelling started the crashing began, and the shattering of glass. Tino was yelling above it all trying to get them to stop. Worst of all, little Emil was clutching to me, sobbing into my chest while Lukas sat next to us watching the door intently.
  "Shhhh, it's going to be okay Emil. Everything is going to be okay now, you'll see. "I cooed, trying to calm him down by rubbing circles on his back and rocking him back and forth. "Tomorrow, Mat and Su-san will make up and we'll be a family again! You'll see!"  I was now trying not to cry myself.
"Bí, bí og blaka
álftirnar kvaka.
Ég læt sem ég sofi
En samt mun ég vaka.
Bíum, bíum, bamba,
börnin litlu ramba
fram á fjallakamba
Ad leita sér lamba."I sang over and over in his ear as his sobs became less frequent and his breathing heavier until he was fast asleep.
I looked warily at the door. The yelling began to take its decent but it took a long time. Their fight must be over. Lukas got up and unlocked the door and gave us one last look at us before he left. He knew Mat grew into a habit of checking on me after his fights with Berwald.
As predicted, ten minutes later, Mat poked his head in the room. I gave him my best death glare as he shut the door behind him and sat on the bed next to me. I carefully shifted away from him as not to wake Emil. Reason one was, my shirt was still soaked from Emil's crying and it was white (totally see through). Number two, well, I was mad. That's a very good reason! He sighed and looked at me.
"I'm sorry." He whispered
"You should be."
"I know-"I cut him off.
"Right at the moment I just don't care! You're ruining this family with this constant fighting! Just let Berwald become independent! It shouldn't matter, we're all family! We're suppose to love each other." I whispered the last part.
For once he was speechless. I knew he loved us. I knew he want to protect us. BUT, he had to let them grow up and make mistakes, get hurt, and be reckless. That's how we learn.
"I just don't want to let go….." he whispered.
"I know Mat, but you have to."I shifted Emil so that he was on the bed and not me.  I then turned to Mat who in turn stared at huge wet spot on my chest. He frown turned into a huge grin. I cleared my throat.
"My eyes are up here Mat." I said rather irritated. He looked up and his grin disappeared.
"I like what I was looking at though."
"I'm sure." I snapped glaring pointedly at him.
"We're a dysfunctional family. We don't know how to act towards each other so, we fight.  It's everyday for us. "He said shrugging.
Those words made sense to me now. They always made up in the morning and were good for a few days. We were a family, just, very dysfunctional.  We put the fun in dysfunctional.
"Now, can I get a kiss? Ber hit me right here," He pointed at his cheek, which I gave a kiss.
", here" he pointed to his forehead. I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips to his head.
", and here." Lastly he pointed at his lips. This time, I laughed and pressed my lips to his firmly.
Yeah, we are family. We're just a little weird inside and out. Everything was going to be okay.

Description
Family: #46
(Please note that this is when Iceland (Emil) and Norway (Lukas) were little…)
(Meg's POV)
  They were at it again. The yelling and screaming was muffled by the locked door behind us. Mathias was at it again with Berwald, fighting over who knows what.  Soon after the yelling started the crashing began, and the shattering of glass. Tino was yelling above it all trying to get them to stop. Worst of all, little Emil was clutching to me, sobbing into my chest while Lukas sat next to us watching the door intently.
  "Shhhh, it's going to be okay Emil. Everything is going to be okay now, you'll see. "I cooed, trying to calm him down by rubbing circles on his back and rocking him back and forth. "Tomorrow, Mat and Su-san will make up and we'll be a family again! You'll see!"  I was now trying not to cry myself.
"Bí, bí og blaka
álftirnar kvaka.
Ég læt sem ég sofi
En samt mun ég vaka.
Bíum, bíum, bamba,
börnin litlu ramba
fram á fjallakamba
Ad leita sér lamba."I sang over and over in his ear as his sobs became less frequent and his breathing heavier until he was fast asleep.
I looked warily at the door. The yelling began to take its decent but it took a long time. Their fight must be over. Lukas got up and unlocked the door and gave us one last look at us before he left. He knew Mat grew into a habit of checking on me after his fights with Berwald.
As predicted, ten minutes later, Mat poked his head in the room. I gave him my best death glare as he shut the door behind him and sat on the bed next to me. I carefully shifted away from him as not to wake Emil. Reason one was, my shirt was still soaked from Emil's crying and it was white (totally see through). Number two, well, I was mad. That's a very good reason! He sighed and looked at me.
"I'm sorry." He whispered
"You should be."
"I know-"I cut him off.
"Right at the moment I just don't care! You're ruining this family with this constant fighting! Just let Berwald become independent! It shouldn't matter, we're all family! We're suppose to love each other." I whispered the last part.
For once he was speechless. I knew he loved us. I knew he want to protect us. BUT, he had to let them grow up and make mistakes, get hurt, and be reckless. That's how we learn.
"I just don't want to let go….." he whispered.
"I know Mat, but you have to."I shifted Emil so that he was on the bed and not me.  I then turned to Mat who in turn stared at huge wet spot on my chest. He frown turned into a huge grin. I cleared my throat.
"My eyes are up here Mat." I said rather irritated. He looked up and his grin disappeared.
"I like what I was looking at though."
"I'm sure." I snapped glaring pointedly at him.
"We're a dysfunctional family. We don't know how to act towards each other so, we fight.  It's everyday for us. "He said shrugging.
Those words made sense to me now. They always made up in the morning and were good for a few days. We were a family, just, very dysfunctional.  We put the fun in dysfunctional.
"Now, can I get a kiss? Ber hit me right here," He pointed at his cheek, which I gave a kiss.
", here" he pointed to his forehead. I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips to his head.
", and here." Lastly he pointed at his lips. This time, I laughed and pressed my lips to his firmly.
Yeah, we are family. We're just a little weird inside and out. Everything was going to be okay.