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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 15, 2012 18:59:47 GMT -5
Canada turned his head towards the door when he heard it click open. A tiny smile crossed his face. He never expected Iceland to come, much less find the room they were in. Iceland looked much older than he imagined him to be, he always thought Iceland was much younger by Norway's descriptions. Iceland didn't look like much of a teenager.
When Norway came to sit back down, he placed one of his arms around Norway's waist, pulling him closer. This time he didn't remove it, they were getting married, why should he be embarrassed by this position?
He turned his head to look at America, who had sat down next to him. He had to think about the answer, had Norway laughed? Norway must have laughed at least once, but he couldn't remember. They had spent plenty of time together, certainly he had told a joke during that time. He was funny right? So Norway must have laughed. Canada answered "To be honest, I don't know. I think he has." he turned back to Norway "Do you remember laughing?"
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 15, 2012 20:13:47 GMT -5
The nordic country stayed quiet when America had asked him about laughing with Canada. Laughing? Was there really anything funny that happened when they were together like jokes and tricks? Norway had to think about it for a while...he didnt usually laugh. Its not like he didnt want to! But...he just rarely ever did.
Norway looked up towards Canada with wide eyes and said with a sad look, "N-no...i dont think i have.." The nordic looked down to his feet and he sighed. He felt like a bad person because he didnt laugh. Was this a bad sign for there relationship?! Norway felt a little paniced but he just kept his gaze at his shoes.
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Post by America on Aug 16, 2012 7:43:40 GMT -5
Instantly noting Norway's sudden sadness (he might be dense, but even that expression was simple for him to guess), America quickly reached over and gave Norway's leg a pat. "It's cool!" he exclaimed, trying to make up for his mistake. Shit, shit, shit, the wedding had better not be ruined by his inability to say things correctly. He should have known better! Now they would get mad at him for making Norway upset and everything would be a mess. "It's really, really cool."
Struggling to say something comforting, he glanced around the room. "I know other people who sometimes don't laugh in relationships! Like, uh..." Well, he actually didn't know too many people in a relationship. Damn. "I-I mean...sometimes, people just don't laugh! Like...sometimes England doesn't laugh, even when I say something super funny. Or, uh...Romano! He doesn't laugh, I don't think. Or Germany! Or Japan! Or Austria." He trailed off, finding it difficult to name the countries that didn't laugh. There was either too many or too little.
"Point is, I don't think you need to laugh to prove your love for my brother! I think that you love him with all your heart and he loves you with all his heart and that's all you two need!" Hopefully that last line would cover up his mistake.
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 17, 2012 20:37:33 GMT -5
"Yes, it's ok that you didn't laugh yet. I'll just have to try harder." agreed Canada. Now, what would make Norway laugh? He didn't think any corny jokes would work, Norway didn't seem like the type to laugh as those. Besides, he didn't know a lot of funny ones. He wasn't going to act like a fool in front of everyone, again. It made Norway upset last time. Maybe, Norway was ticklish? There was only one way to find out.
"I think I know what will make you laugh." said Canada. He placed his hands on Norway's stomach and began tickling him. He moved his hands all over Norway's body, trying to find his ticklish spot. "Are you ticklish Norway?" asked Canada.
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 17, 2012 20:50:54 GMT -5
Norway nodded at Canada then he kind of freaked out that the younger man was touching his stomach. "Eh?! What are you doing?!" The nordic asked as he pushed the Canadian away. Was he tickleish? "U-uh...I dont think I am Canada....I'm sorry." The older man inched away from Canada as he tried thinking of what could make him laugh.
"W-well...I know Im not tickleish on my stomach..." Norway said as he thought about it.
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Post by [x] Iceland on Aug 19, 2012 19:01:32 GMT -5
Iceland sat down in the closest chair next to the couch. He didn't want to be so close to the other countries, and the space on the couch was all filled up. He was perfectly content with sitting all by himself, to just listen to the other county's conversation. They were trying to make Norway laugh. That was such a stupid idea, Norway would never laugh by anything that they would do. If anyone knew what would make Norway laugh, it would be Denmark, because he was certainly the closest to Norway. He didn't know what would make Norway laugh, he couldn't remember ever hearing Norway's laugh.
"This is stupid, you're never going to make Norway if you go about it like that." said Iceland. The only thing he could think of that would make Norway laugh would be if Denmark fell right on his face, but since Denmark wasn't here, that couldn't work. They would have to think of something else.
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Post by America on Aug 20, 2012 20:57:43 GMT -5
America rubbed at his chin, leaning back and deciding to think deeply on this. Canada deserved someone who would laugh with him, who would play video games and watch funny movies and just laugh for long seconds, or minutes, or even an hour or two. He needed someone who wasn't afraid to loosen up more around him, to grin and nudge him whenever someone told a joke, to giggle and kiss his cheeks when he did something sweet, to just be...normal?
But what was normal about their relationship? According to Canada and Norway, they had sex the first day of their love. America wasn't going to deny that he knew how much they loved each other, but it was strange for anyone to fall in love after one day.
Mulling over Iceland's words, America said, "Hey, uh...what if you guys just told useless knock-knock jokes? Maybe the corniness of them will, like, cause you guys to laugh and stuff." Hopefully. If not, America would have to bring out some of his old 1900's comedies. Pies and banana peels were always worth a laugh.
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 25, 2012 6:52:12 GMT -5
"Jokes? Well, I guess it's worth a try. I don't know a lot of jokes, so bare with me." said Canada. He couldn't say a blonde joke, everyone in the room was blonde. Well, except for Iceland, his hair was more of a silver colour. He didn't want to offend anyone. He couldn't say a dirty joke, America wouldn't like that, and Iceland was to young to hear something like that. Besides, dirty jokes weren't all that funny. What about anti-jokes? Those were funny right? Well, it was worth a shot anyway.
"Ok, what did the boy with no arms and legs get for christmas?" He looked at Norway before answering his own question "Cancer." A small smile spread acoss his face. "How was that?" asked Canada.
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 25, 2012 10:33:57 GMT -5
Norway blinked stupidly. He didnt know or didnt even get the joke. "I-I dont get it..." The nordic said plainly. He looked down and sighed, he wondered why it was so hard for him to laugh at simple jokes. Well, was it a joke? It seemed more like a pitty joke to the older man.
"Is there anything else that you think I can laugh at?" asked Norway a little insecurely. He looked over to his little brother and sighed. He was probably the only one who knew what he could laugh at and the only person who could make him laugh was Denmark, and the Dane wasnt going to come to his wedding...
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Post by America on Aug 27, 2012 20:51:00 GMT -5
America stared blankly at his brother before finally shaking his head. "I don't get it," he muttered. "Dude, you're not all that funny." He would have thought that Canada would have some sort of Canadian joke about beavers or moose or syrup or something funny. Not...that. Besides, now that he thought about it, perhaps corny jokes wouldn't work on Norway. He didn't seem like that sort of guy.
"What do you think you can laugh at?" the superpower asked, gaze flickering back to Norway. "What if, uh...we...laughing gas, maybe. Does laughing gas work? Ooh, or that spell in Harry Potter when they make you laugh! And they were in good moods and giggling the whole time!" He grinned, sitting back on the couch. "We need a wand for that, though."
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 28, 2012 21:39:43 GMT -5
Norway was about to tell America that magic didnt exist but that would have been a big lie....magic did exist and if he actually said that then he'd be a hypocrite...he quickly closed his mouth and said, "That Harry Potter magic that England made up doesnt exist America..." well at least saying harry potter magic was fake.
"And besides wands dont really work...at least they dont for me..." Norway sighed and looked to the floor. There was really nothing to make him smile....
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 28, 2012 22:47:09 GMT -5
Canada knew that there was no way that he could make Norway laugh. He hadn't known Norway for very long, and therefore didn't know a lot of things about the older Nordic country. He did, however, know how to make Norway smile. He had done it many times before, had he not? "I don't think I can make you laugh, but I know what will make you smile." said Canada.
He looked over at America with an apologetic look on his face for what he was about to do. He nervously turned back around to face Norway. Then he leaned down and kissed Norway on the cheek. He was going to kiss Norway on the lips in front of everyone else later, so why should he be embarrassed by such a small kiss in a room with only two other people in it? None the less, a light shade of pink coated his cheeks.
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 28, 2012 22:54:07 GMT -5
Norway didnt see the kiss coming...even though it sounded like it was, it just caught him completely off guard. His eyes automatically widened and he blushed. He thought that they were trying to find out what he could LAUGH at not smile and blush like a little school girl that just recieved her first kiss!!! He looked over to the younger man and looked at everyone else in the room...he wasnt suprised to see suprised looks in the room to his reaction...
The older man put his head on Canada's chest and kept it there for a second before finally saying, "Well you succeded in that..."
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Post by America on Aug 29, 2012 20:45:26 GMT -5
America had been just about to respond to that little jibe at Harry Potter when Canada suddenly leaned over and kissed Norway on the cheek. The superpower blinked at that, eyes wide and mouth gaping. He knew he would have had to see it at some point, since this was a wedding and all, but why so soon? And what if they got intimate? How would he be able to handle all the touching and kissing and tonguing and-
No. Nope. Nuh-uh. He wasn't going to deal with it.
Standing up, he cleared his throat and stuck his hands in his pocket. "If you two wanna be left alone, I understand!" he loudly exclaimed, eyes bright with the worry that they might start having sex right there and then. And providing him with images he totally didn't want to see, damn overactive imagination. "I can just take Spain and we can leave until you two are done with your business, and I probably won't sit on any of the couches, but it's okay! If...if you need to, uh..." What was the phrase? "Fix...no, um..." He sighed, bringing a hand up to run over his flushed face. "If you wanna have sex, I get it. I can leave."
Never mind that it was a simple kiss on the cheek.
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Post by [x] Iceland on Sept 1, 2012 8:34:15 GMT -5
Iceland was wondering why had even come here, it was only boring adults talking about boring things. Well, they were anyway, until Canada decided to give Norway a kiss on the cheek. He was just about to get up and leave, maybe some of the younger countries were around somewhere, but now, now he defiantly couldn't leave.
He got up and calmly and walked up in front of Canada and yelled "What the hell were you thinking?!?" before proceeding to slap the side of Canada's face. It wasn't very hard, but it must have hurt. No one got away with hurting his brother, no one. It didn't matter that no one was actually hurt, because to Iceland, a simple kiss was enough. He tried to calm down, breathing noticably slower, then walked out the door while shouting "Fá herbergi! (get a room!)"
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