Snø og lønnesirup (Norway and Canada's Wedding)

[[x] Norway]

Norway was shaking, his palms were sweaty and he felt anxious. It was his wedding day....and he hoped and prayed that nothing would go wrong. The small man looked at himself in the mirror and frowned. He was wearing a white tux that he personally picked out, but his tie was messed up and not agreeing with him today. He tried desprately to get it right, but everything he tired ended up failing. He sighed and rubbed his head, he hoped that this might be the only thing that goes wrong.

Norway sat down in a chair that was in the back room and stared at his wedding ring. Made only for him by the love of his life. He kissed it and smiled. Today was the day that they were going to be bounded for enternity. The nordic country always wanted that. He always wanted Canada to be his and only his, yes it was a selfish thought but Norway didnt care, he liked being selfish when it came to Canada.

The older country slowly stood up and went to the door. He opened it and peaked out, what was the harm in taking a quick walk around the chapel? Norway quietly came out of the room and shut the door behind him. He sighed and started walking to find someone to start a nice conversation with.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

Canada stood in front of the mirror in his room. He had been tying his tie for the past thirty minutes. He was so nervous that he had arrived here extremely early. He had dressed rather quickly as well in part of his nervousness. So in order to have something to do, since no one was here yet to talk to, he had been perfecting his tying skills. Even though he already knew how to tie one very well, considering he wore one almost everyday of his life.

Canada decided to stop fidgeting with his tie. It was only making him more nervous because while his hands were busy, he mind was free to wander all over the place. Instead he recited his vows inside of his head. This would keep his mind off of the mistakes that could happen during the wedding and would actually be helpful.

Canada still couldn't believe that he was finally getting Norway all to himself. It seemed a bit selfish yes, but he wanted everyone to know that Norway was his and his alone. They more time he had spend with the older nation, the more his love grew for eveything and anything Norway was. He realized that the more he thought about Norway, the less nervous he was. If he could just imagine that it was only Norway and himself during the wedding, he might be able to get throught the whole ceremony without feeling the need to puke with all those eyes watching him. He just wished that someone would come soon so that he would have someone to talk to.

[America]

America felt awesome for arriving early (for once). He was totally the best brother in the world, and he wanted everyone to see it. Of course, it was rather difficult when most nations had yet to show up. Damn, he thought, quickly straightening his jacket as he walked down the hallway. I really am early. Despite no one else really viewing his awesome brotherly love for Canada, America was still determined to be there for said country. It wasn't everyday your brother got married, after all.

He stopped at the door that he supposed was Canada's room. At least this was where the groom as supposed to go. Or, one of the grooms, anyway. "Hello, Canada!" he yelled, bursting in and not even bothering to knock first- America never knocked. It was a known fact around the world. Luckily, he saw his brother and realized he picked the correct door. With a whistle, America looked his brother over. "Look at you, looking all classy and spiffy and stuff." Except there was something else there, something America knew he hardly ever felt, something that proved how much this wedding meant...

"You look like you're 'bout to puke." Ah, that was the feeling. Poor Canada. Life must be rough when you weren't as heroic and outgoing as America himself.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

Canada jumped when he heard the door open, they hadn't even knocked first. He turned towards the door and saw his brother, America. Only he would open a dressing room door without knocking, or any door for that matter. He could have very well been undressing when he opened that door. Well at least it had only been America, if that had happened with anyone else, excluding Norway of course, then he would have died of embarrassment.

"Oh, h-hello America, y-you're early." America was never early, Canada wondered what the reason was for this behavior. Maybe someone, most likely England, had persuaded his brother to arrive at this time. Of course no one else was here with America, so he must have decided to come here on his own free will. Whatever the reason, he was glad to have someone to talk to.

"Thanks for pointing that out." Did he look that nervous from the outside? He had been trying to keep his nervousness hidden, but apparently it wasn't working. Looks like he would have to try harder if he was going to fool anyone.

"I-I'm just so nervous." It wasn't everyday that two nations decided to get married. What if it didn't work out? What if they ended up hating each other? Would they go into a war? They didn't need a war at a time like this, and it would all be his fault.

[[x] Spain]

The surrounding area was incredibly beautiful. And Spain wasn't a huge fan of snow. But even he had to admit the light flurries were the perfect touch to this amazing event.

His two friends getting married.

He wasn't the kind to say "It was about time!" but he couldn't tell the slight change in air around Norway and Canada. He had never been able to sense the atmosphere.

Still, he was happy for them, even if it seemed a bit unexpected on his end.

And even more so that he was asked to be the priest. Granted, that bit was slightly unorthodox (since he was already married) but when push came to shove, he accepted the job with a broad smile.

And a similar smile was on his face when he walked around the chapel. His black robes were immaculate and everything seemed to be perfect.

Except for Norway's tie.

The Nordic nation had walked into the chapel as if wandering, and Spain took that time to call him over. "Nor~ There you are!" He gave the smaller nation a hug and inspected his mess of a tie. "Here, let me fix that for you." In seconds, the tie was perfect and ready for the ceremony. "¡Felicidades!, Nor! I'm so happy for you!"

[[x] Norway]

Norway was a bit suprised that the Spainish country came in all of a sudden but was very relived he was here. "Thank you Spain." the nordic country said smiling. He was thankful that someone was able to fix his tie and that he had someone to talk to. "Spain, may I have a word of advice?" The nordic country finally asked as he rubbed his arms. He looked around and asked quietly, "W-were you this nervous at your wedding as i am now? I mean, i keep thinking something will go wrong or Canada wont be there by the time I walk to the alter and..." but Norway couldnt finish. He didnt want to think about all of that right now...

"Im sorry im just anxious..."Norway whispered quietly as he looked to the floor. He hated that he was acting like a bride...well technically, he was the bride at this moment but he didnt want to act like one!

[Seychelles]

Seychelles stopped at the venue of the wedding. Today was two of her friends wedding! Well, she wasnt really close to them but as long as they are her friends she will be there. Ever since the lovely couple annouce that they were getting married, Seychelles was stressed. She was working on a sky blue dress with a ribbon every night and had no idea what to give the couple.

Seychelles notice Norway with spain and went to greet them with a wraped box in her hands.

"Hi Nor, hi spain!" She greeted. She notice that Norway's arua was under pressure. She is not the only one here stress out. "Congrats! Norway!" Seychelles smiled. "You will be fine! Trust me!" Seychelles said again this time patting his back, trying to calm him down. It was Norways special day and she doesnt want him stressed out.

[[x] Spain]

Spain smiled softly at the question of was he nervous.

And there was no way around it.

"Sure I was. I was absolutely terrified." He laughed weakly at the memory. He was more scared than he ever was going into battle. "But you know, even though I was a nervous wreck - you remember how much I was freaking out, right? - when the ceremony actually started, it all disappeared. Sure, I was a little nervous at the procedure, but I was so happy, I didn't really care. Just imagine your happiest memory with Canada, and multiply that happiness by the largest number you can think of. That's a sliver of how indescribably happy you will be. So don't worry if you're scared; you'll be fine." He ruffled (then fixed) Norway's blonde hair. "Take it from me, the same man who married one of the most violently-adorable nations ever."

A cheerful girlish voice caught the Spaniard's attention and he smiled at Seychelles' help. "See? We know exactly what we're talking about."

[[x] Norway]

"Thank you Seychells" Norway said to his friend. he tried taking her advice and not be stressed out, but it was harder then it looked...He was still nervous...What if Canada didnt want to marry him...what if he just abandonded Norway at the alter and never talked to him again. Then he'd be with someone else and Norway would be alone and heart broken....he didnt think he would ever live with Canada gone....

He gave the girl country a soft smile and tried to look confident, tried being the key word in all of this

He nodded at Spain. The spanish man was right, they would be fine....Canada wouldnt do that to him. He couldnt...."Thank you Spain, that helped alot." Norway said to his bunkmate smiling. That advice helped alot.

[America]

America instantly flopped down in a chair, not really caring if his suit got wrinkled in the process. He could always just straighten it out later, after all. Besides that, no one would be paying attention to him. Their eyes would be on Canada and Norway. All the eyes.

Well, they would be on Norway, at least. Canada was, like, totally unnoticeable. "Yeah, you got a right to be nervous," America said, watching his brother closely. "I mean, you're gonna get up there in front of all those nations, you're gonna have to kiss that viking guy in front of all those nations, and you gotta be committed to him for the rest of your life." America smirked. "No, sweat, though. Simple as pie, right?" With a laugh, he began swinging his legs, looking almost as excited as a little kid.

"All joking aside, though, you're gonna be fine. I pinky-promise it." He held out a pinky towards Canada. "Just promise not to forget your most awesome of brothers, 'kay? I dunno what it's like to be married and all that jazz, but don't, like, lose all contact with me and ditch me for your husband every other night, cool? Oh, and if I invite both of you over to my place later on, don't have sex in the beds. That's, like, gross."

[Seychelles]

Seychelles smiled at Norway. He was still feeling stressed out, she can tell. "Relax, take a few deep breathes, you will feel better. And its not like Canada will say no to you. You have been so kind to him, he will definitely say yes! I can bet!" She said happily as she gently brought the gift to him.

"Here you go... I could'nt find much to give your guys." Seychelles said, embarassed. She did not manage to get anything that norway might get so she replace it with something else. "Its a present for you two."

She placed a bottle of sweet maple syrup and a packet of her most tresured fish cracker in it. She has kept the best packet of fish cracker for her actually, but she think that it is best to give something she enjoys most. Anyway who would not like fish crackers?? They are crunchyand sweet with a pinch of salty. Seychelles never been to a wedding before so she might not know what to give them.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

"Thanks America, you really cheered me up." Canada hoped that his brother could hear the sarcasm in his voice, because it clearly wasn't helping the situation. If anything it was only making it worse. His hands started to shake even more and he wouldn't be surprised if his face were covered in sweat. He had been trying to forget about all of those things until after the wedding where everything would be over, well most of it anyway. At least the other nations wouldn't be starring at him.

Canada's pinky finger wrapped around America's. "I promise. How could I ever forget you?" It wasn't an easy task to forget about the super power of the world, especially when he happened to be both your brother and your neighbor. America wouldn't be forgotten, he was loved to much by his brother.

Noticing that America had managed to wrinkle his suit while sitting down, Canada said "America, you're going to ruin that suit of yours if you continue to sit like that."

[[x] Norway]

Norway blinked suprised that Seychelles got him and Canada a present, he had never even asked. He smiled and said, "Thank you Seychelles, this really means alot to me that you got us something." He really ment it, he was happy that she had gotten them something. But he also felt a bit bad, he had but a burden on someone. He put the box under his arm and made sure that he would put it somewhere safe before the ceromony began.

[America]

"I'm the master at cheering people up!" America exclaimed happily, completely missing the sarcasm in Canada's voice. He grinned, pleased that something he said made Canada fell better (or, rather, that's what he thought). Despite his constant teasing, he did love his brother and he wanted nothing but the best for him.

When they linked pinkies, America winked. "Oh, it might not be as difficult as you think. You might develop a deaf ear towards me or something and start doing other stuff." He shrugged, unable to express his fear of being forgotten. It was such a ridiculous fear to have, but America couldn't help feeling that perhaps a married life would somehow ruin the relationship between him and Canada. He never wanted that to happen. He felt selfish, but he truly did want Canada all to himself. That was how it always was, all those hundreds of years, and now a new country would be coming into the picture and steal away all of Canada's time. And maybe all of his love, a voice in America's head said, reminding him only of the worst.

Luckily, he didn't have to dwell on his fears, for Canada pointed out his suit. "Mattie," America groaned, rolling his eyes. "What are you, my mom? My suit's fine, don't worry. It won't get wrinkly. Don't suits only get wrinkly if you don't hang them up right or something?"

[mlpnkobnhjui]

A slight smile crossed Canada's face, he could never stay mad at his brother for too long. Even if he could be the most annoying person in the world, he could never stop loving his brother.

"Trust me, it isn't easy to ignore you, you certainly make your presence known." Canada wondered if America was truly worried about being forgotten. It wasn't like people constantly forgot his name or thought he was someone differant. Did he really think that just because Canada was getting married that he wouldn't still love his brother. He would always love his brother, no matter what happened. "You don't really think that I would stop loving you just because I'm getting married, do you?"

"Well I won't make you get up." Canada hadn't worn too many suits in his life, so he really didn't know much about them. It wasn't like America was going to listen to him anyway.