Denmark, Norway, Finland and Sweden stood outside Iceland's cute house by the sea in the capital of his island; Reykjavík. The temperature was a cozy 12° Celsius (53.6° Fahrenheit), or at least in Iceland's eyes. For the others, it was freezing!

As soon as Iceland opened the door, the Nordics ran into the heat and almost knocked Iceland over.

"What's the rush, guys?" Iceland asked as he closed the door.

"How can you survive here? Why do you even exist? You're too cold!" Denmark shouted and shaked himself like a dog, like that way he would heat up faster. Iceland grinned, walked over to Denmark and put his ice cold hand on Denmark's face. Den ran away from him and put his palms on his face where Iceland had touched him to warm his skin up again.

"Are you ever going to understand that my name isn't Iceland for no reason?" Iceland asked him smiling.

"Yeah, I have to remember that." Den mumbled into his palms.

"Well, the day is early. Ice, do you have anything planned for the day or can we just be inside the heat, chat and drink coffee?" Norway asked as he sat down on the little, olive green couch. Iceland grinned again.

"You wish."

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"You can't be serious."

"C'mon! It'll be fun!"

"Visiting puffins? Yeah, I don't think so."

Scandinavia stood on top of Látrabjarg, a high wall, made by the sea. The place is surrounded by puffins, the most popular nesting sites for them on the island. But Iceland ignored Denmark's comment and handed each one of them an orange life vest.

"You need life vests to look at birds?" Sweden asked as he got his orange piece of safety equipment. But Iceland just laughed and shaked his head.

"Iceland. Tell us what we're about to do." Norway said and put his life vest on.

"Don't worry. You have safety equipment." Responded Iceland and helped Finland with his vest.

"Why aren't you wearing a life vest?" Finland asked him when Ice finished helping him.

"I've done this thousands of times." He answered.

"Do what, exactly?" Sweden questioned, getting a bit worried. Iceland gave them a signal with his finger to follow him, walked to the edge of Látrabjarg and went on his knees. The others did the same, and looked down for the first time.

"Wow. How high is this?" Norway asked as he stared down at the dark blue sea.

"Oh, only around 440 meters. It's one of the most dramatic sea cliffs in the world. Another fun fact about it, is that right now where at the very edge of Europe. Hello beautiful." He said as a young female puffin flew on the top of his head. The others watched as he picked the puffin up on his finger to look at him. The puffin nibbled his nose.

"Ertu svöng? Hérna." (Are you hungry? Here.) He said and picked up a small bag of sunflower seeds from the pocket of his jacket. "Fáðu þér smávegis og gefðu hinum lundunum líka af þessu. Og ekki stela þessu öllu sjálf, allt í lagi?" (Have yourself a little bit and give the other puffins too. And don't steal all of this yourself, okay?" The puffin took the bag and flew away.

"That was lovely of you, but it would be even more lovely if you could tell us what we're doing!" Denmark yelled at Iceland.

"Of course." He stood up and walked a few steps backwards from the edge. "When you land, start swimming away from the cliff as fast as you can, or the sea will throw you on the rocks." Iceland said smiling.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Sweden asked, and Iceland answered the question by running to the edge of the cliff and jumping.

"Iceland!" Norway screamed after his little brother as he fell down the 440 meters, screaming of... joy? When he landed in the dark water below, he disappeared for a few seconds but came back up on the surface of the water and started swimming freestyle away from the cliff as fast as he could and climbed up on one of the rocks below. He laughed, shaked water out of his silver hair and waved up.

"Jump!" He yelled up and the other Nordics looked at each others and then back at Iceland who was sitting, perfectly fine, not harmed at all from the fall. And then they jumped.

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"How can you be so shy and calm usually but when your at home, you're an adrenaline junkie?" Denmark asked Iceland as they sat on the same rock surrounded by water. Iceland shrugged.

"I think this is just the way we are, I suppose."

"We?" Finland asked. He was definitely not an adrenaline junkie. That he was sure of.

"Icelanders." Iceland asked and smiled at the look on Finland's face.

"I'm not sure which side of you I like better..." Norway said and Iceland laughed a little bit.

"But now we're all wet. Do you have towels?" Denmark asked him and Ice shaked his head.

"I have wind." He said and snapped his fingers, which made the ice cold wind blow a little bit harder.

"And now I feel cold and wet!" Denmark complained, so Iceland put his palms on the rock and attracted the hot lava that was a few kilometers under the rock a bit closer so it warmed up. (A/N: I have no idea if the nations can do this, but in my stories they can. They're nations. They should have the power to control their land. The weather to.)

"Better?"

"Much."

Iceland jumped off of the rock and into the cold water again. The others stared at him.

"Iceland! Why did you get off the warm stone and into the ice water?" Finland called after him.

"I like cold better. Also because we should be getting back on land." He said and swimmed to the land.

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"So can we now go to your house and have some hot coffee?"

"Nope. The next adventure is waiting."

I will update ASAP. If you like my writing, check out my other stories on my profile too :) Also, I'm Icelandic, which means that Iceland is my favorite character. And why are you mentioning that, you ask? Well, there are three reasons.

1. Since Icelandic is my first language, I'm sorry if I have a lot of typos.

2. If you decide to check out my other stories too, then you'll probably notice that the main character in all of them is Iceland.

3. Now you can be sure that all of the places I mention in Iceland and when he speaks in his native language is correct. I don't use google translate for that, like a lot of others do. Seriously, if you're writing a story with Icelandic in it, ask me to translate into Icelandic for you instead. Just send me a post in my inbox :) I can't even understand the Icelandic that google translate uses. I love to translate, so it's no problem ;)

Maybe you're wondering why I changed Iceland from the little, shy guy into an adrenaline junkie. Well, like I said in the story, when we're not at home (in Iceland) we are shy and little. Our English is not very good so we get a bit insecure. But when we're at home, we love to enjoy our extreme sports, go camping and just... laugh. When we're talking to each other in Icelandic we're goofin' around, joking, and just doing plain stupid things all the time that make us laugh. But when we're with people from other countries, we get really nervous, so we remain silent.

Basically, that's why Iceland's like that in the story.

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