Popular~ Sweden x Reader

Denmark walked through the house, his ax strapped to his back as he carried a few bags of groceries in his arms. Finland followed also laden down with items. The other Nordics looked similar. Iceland having a string of black licorice in his mouth even as he struggled with the load. Music drifted down the stairs (sounds like part of my Greenland fic XD) and a few thumping noises. After dropping off the things for Finland and Sweden to unpack, Denmark grabbed a beer and headed off to his room. Sipping at his beer Mathias walked up the stairs passing Greenland’s room. Music was still blasting, in multiple languages. Every now and then a song would stop in the middle and a new one would begin to play.
The door burst open as Mathias walked past, his beer tipped and some sloshed out onto his tie. Greenland ran out music blasting even louder and her singing at the top of her lungs.
Let’s do away with prejudice
don’t discriminate, tolerance is bliss
She leaped down the stairs at this part, hair lifting and feet tucked up so as not to catch on the stairs.
we got to get together on this
cross this problem off our list
Mathias stared and shrugged walking into his room. “Jeg er kongen af ulige bolde” (I’m the king of oddballs)
I may stutter when I speak
(but) you don’t need to call me freak
it’s not trigonometry
inside we’re the same
GREENLAND’S POV
I sang loudly along to Eurovision music. Iceland’s was awesome and had a beautiful message but the song coming up was one of her favorite songs from 2014.
Head to toes
Flesh and bones
Should feel whole
But the void
A silent storm
I’m here to use my heart and my hands
I ran into the living room where Lukas was preparing to go outside into the yard and tackled him.
“OMG your Eurovision song is amazing!!!!” I exclaimed.
I’m here to use my heart and my hands
Somehow the bruises changed my plans

And there’s a silent storm inside me
Looking for a home
I hope that someone’s gonna find me
And say that I belong
I‘ll wait forever and a lifetime
To find I’m not alone
There’s a silent storm inside me
Someday I’ll be calm
Lukas raised an eyebrow at me as I jammed along to the song while his chest. I smiled and leapt off of him in search of a certain Dane. I ran upstairs and threw open his door.
“Denmark!!!” I shouted. He jolted from his seat on his bed, his beer brewer’s magazine fluttering to the floor.
“What?” He asked a smile upon his amused face.

Scoo-be-doo-be-dap-dap-de-be-di
Scoo-be-doo-be-dap-dap-de-be-di
I love you

Yeah, come on

I met this lady (Lady)
She was looking so damn fine
I pointed to the blonde Dane.
But she was crazy (Crazy)
It was all about party time
And lately (Lately)
I felt like something was wrong
So flaky and shaky
When the sun went down
I flipped my hair and started to skip out of his room, determined to find Sweden.
Yeah, boop-boop-boop
When she walked in the room
Even girls, they whistle (whistle)
I know, it's hard to get it
She's a special girl
Ooh
I found him in his workshop putting varnish on a chair. Sneaking up behind him, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.  
“Överraskning !” I shouted in Swedish opening my eyes. Only to find…that he’d been staring at me, eyebrow arched and arms crossed. Shrugging I pressed play on my i-pod to play my biggest weapon.

Stop don't say that it's impossible
'cos I know
It's possible
Though I know
You never look my way
I looked him in the eye and danced like the crazy young country I am.
I can say
You will one day
I can say
You will one day

I will be Popular
I will be popular
I'm gonna get there popular
My body wants you girl
I smirked at him with this line and a faint pink tinge hinted his cheeks.
My body wants you girl
I'll get ya when I'm popular
I'll put my hands up in the lights
You'll see me dancing for my life
I spun around seeing the other Nordics standing in the entrance looking incredibly amused at my antics.
I will be Popular
I will be popul-
Swedens hand clapped over my mouth, shutting down my singing. I licked his hand in effort to remove his hand, which worked but he turned me around to face him. I opened my mouth to speak, after singing so long my throat was starting to nag at me for such strain. Before I could speak Sweden swooped down and kissed me.
KISSED me.
Can I say it?
Yes I can.
SCORE!!!!!