Snø og lønnesirup (Norway and Canada's Wedding)

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((I regret nothing, I enjoy taking over threads.~ Black mail, not cool bro.~thank you so much Sey, you saved me!))

"Coffee doesn't make any differance in your height." Since he was a country, nothing that America ate would change his height. Even if he was a human, it still wouldn't do anything to his height.

"You wouldn't..." Canada knew perfectly well that he could, and would if given the chance. He just couldn't tell him though, it was a very embarrassing subject. Maybe a wedding hadn't been the best idea after all.

A knock on the door stopped him from saying anything more, and really there hadn't been much more to say. Canada walked over to the door and opened it without asking who it was. It didn't matter who it was, he was glad to get away from America's black mailing, even if it only lasted a little while.

Canada opened the door to find Seychelles standing in the hallway. It didn't matter that she was a girl, anything to not tell his brother about hoe he met Norway. He smiled and said "Seychelles, it's nice to see you. Would you like to come in?" He opened the door a little wider, hopeing that she would say yes. Sometimes America could be really annoying.

[[x] Spain]

((Am I the only one that assumed that the weddings would take place in a somewhat alternate universe? :'D Or at least one without zombies and warehouses?))

Spain smiled again, patting Norway's shoulder. "See? We haven't even begun the ceremony yet and you're already getting wedding presents!"

Although he was a bit confused as to why Seychelles was getting him water, at second glance the Nordic nation did look a bit dehydrated, so it was a blessing in disguise when she came back with the glass of water.

"Just relax, Norway~ Everything will turn out alright." He leaned against a nearby wall, linking his hands together behind his head. "Or as my people say: "Que sera, sera. What will be, will be. So don't worry about anything~"

[[x] Norway]

(me kinda)

Norway sighed, maybe Spain was right. Maybe everything will go completely as planned and nothing bad would happen and everything would go smooth. Or maybe everything would be a complete disaster. What if zombies started invading the warehouse, or someone got drunk and ruined everything.

What if Denmark got drunk and made a rampage and ruined his wedding the the zombies would start invading and...and...Norway slumped against the wall. Thinkng about these things wasnt helping his mood at all.

[Seychelles]

"um ok sure." Seychelles said as she entered the room. When she entered the room, she realise that America is already here. "Sorry to disturb you guys." Seychelles muttered. Did she just enter the room at the wrong time? Should she go? She guess that it was best to stay in the room a little while before going.

"Anyways... Congrats Candy for getting married!!" Seychelles blurted out as she went to hug the older country. She was too happy for them that she could not be in her normal mode for long.

[America]

America was about to shoot back a response at his brother, tell him that he most certainly would ruin the wedding if he didn't hear more about the relationship Canada was in (though he wondered whether or not Canada would believe him on that- it would take a lot of anger for America to deliberately destroy Canada's wedding day), when the door suddenly opened and some other nation entered the room. He believed it to be Seychelles, and was proven right when he heard Canada say her name. Well, it looked as if his blackmail would have to wait.

Of course, that meant Canada won and America had to sit in the sidelines and behave like a good brother. Which he didn't actually enjoy doing all too often. He puffed his cheeks out in a pout and crossed his arms, glancing away from the two even as Seychelles hugged Canada. "So much for having some brotherly bonding time," he said, loud enough for Seychelles to hear. never mind that their bonding had spiraled into America just trying to get his way. "Canada here was actually about to tell me how he met Norway."

And his brilliant, wonderful, intelligent mind suddenly formed the most genius plan ever. Canada couldn't say no to a young girl, could he? Nah, he was too quiet for that. With quite the feral grin, America continued, "Actually, he can tell both of us now! You know what they say- the more the merrier!" Raising his eyebrows in a manner that clearly stated 'whatcha gonna do 'bout it', America looked at his brother. "Right, Canada? You want to tell us both, like the nice country you are."

[[x] Norway]

(i have a feeling I should come in on this!)

"I think i should check on Canada." Norway said to spain as he looked as Seychells walked away. He was worried that the girl nation was going to do something. He walked to Canada's room, he opened the door and peaked in. He was suprised to see America and the girl country with him. "Um, hello." Norway said as he walked into the room.

He hoped that he didnt walk into something horrible. The look on Canada's face told him that he did walk into something bad.

[America]

Someone new walked into the room then, and America glanced up, prepared to kick whoever-it-was out- yeah, sure he had said 'the more, the merrier', but Canada wouldn't talk with a bunch of people listening, that was for certain. "We're kinda bu-oh." Well, speak of the devil. America's face lit up when he saw the very nation he had been meaning to learn more about. "I mean, come right on in!" America stood and quickly offered Norway his seat. "Here, take this and just make yourself comfortable!"

Mm, yes, comfortable enough for story-telling. America was positively gleeful- here was his chance to find out if his brother was marrying the right man. Before Norway even had a chance to sit, America decided to break the news to him. "We were actually talking 'bout you, Norway-dude. Canada was just ready to tell us how you two met, but he's so quiet that no one could hear him, so now you can tell us!" He grinned excitedly, grabbing the seat Canada had used and waiting.

[[x] Norway]

Norway blushed andhe tried to figure out wheather he should tell the american or not. It wasnt that emberessing how they met, it was kind of heart warming to the nordic on how they met. The smaller country sat down and cleared his throat. "We meet officially one night when neither of us could sleep and we just added on from there. It was really...heart warming actually."

The older nation smiled and remebered hugging and lightly kissing Canada when he was terrified. It felt amazing that he was wanted and neede by another, maybe Norway did have feelings for the young nation before this night, he wasnt to sure. But he did know that he quickly feel in love with the young nation and thats all that counted.

[Seychelles]

((Wow America, such a nice brother u are. Black mailing ur own bro to tell u something and using a young girl as bait. Wow... Just wow...))

Seychelles stopped hugging and looked at America. He was pissed off by her presence. Seychelles didn't care. She just wanted to talk to Candy, since that Norway was practically freaking out just now Candy should be feeling the same. America himself isn't acting normal. He is somewhat... Seychelles just can't explain it.

"The day they met?" Seychelles asked. "Isn't it when your guys were at the..." She paused immediately. Now she completely understand what's going on. America was blackmailing Canada. He was just using her to make him say it. She also realize that apparently, her presence in this room might have made America lost round 1. Round 2 is happening right now.

Game on.

"Actually... I already know how those two met. So Candy doesnt need to say." Seychelles smirked at America. He was going to lose and she knows it. Seychelles turned to Candy and gave him a "He is not going to win" face.

She was actually sure that they would win. America always seems to get what he wants and it should be fair for candy to get what HE wants once in a while.

There was a knock on the door. As America rush to got get it, Seychelles hoped that it isn't any country that he might use as bait again or even worse, the catch himself, Norway. To her avail, Norway was standing at the door of the room. America's frown had turn into a smirk. The catch was right in front of him. Seychelles looked worriedly at Norway.

"You shouldn't be here now..." Seychelles muttered so softly that only the people around her could hear.

[America]

Noticing the smirk Seychelles had given him, America decided that she knew what he was up to. Well, it wasn't as if she could do anything about it. Norway had already arrived and he seemed more than willing to explain about his relationship with Canada, so America knew he had won. He always won. He was America, after all. And America never lost.

"How incredibly perfect!" America exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "So, what do you mean by 'you added on'? Like, did you guys declare your love first, or kiss first, or maybe you just skipped both and went straight into the sex." Which, if it was the last, America really didn't want to know about. That would be the only reason he would actually give this up. Because, really, who would want to know about their younger brother's sex life? Ugh.

[[x] Norway]

Norway blushed. He had absolutely no idea why America was so curious about there relationship. "I...I...why are you so curious America?" Norway asked a little flustered, he looked around him wildly. It ws there relationship why did he have to talk about it? He looked over to Canada and tried showing him that he needed a little help with this, but it seemed like his soon to be husband wasnt going to help him anytime soon.

[[x] Spain]

((Feel free to ignore this, this is me playing catch up and preparing myself for my hiatus.))

"Okay~ I'll be in the Church~" With a smile, Spain set off to go to the back room of the church - the area where the priests (and altar servers, if there were any) got ready. The quite still honed his mind to get him to calm down as well. It was his first time actually saying a mass, so he was praying he wouldn't mess up.

Just take a deep breath, Toni. This will go along fine. You've been to Church for CENTURIES so you'll be able to replicate it well enough.

That little bit of self-prep helped him out just enough that he could feel the weight of anticipation lighten on his shoulders. Not disappear completely, but just enough to make him relax even further.

Sitting down in a nearby chair, he leaned back and closed his eyes. Might as well get in a quick siesta before the service starts, after all.

[America]

America shrugged. "Well, I mean, I could usually care less about other people's relationships, but I just wanna make sure you're the right man for my brother!" He grinned, knowing full well that he was telling the truth. Usually he twisted it, but this was the truth and nothing but. He hadn't known the two of them were dating in the first place. What if they rushed into this wedding? What if they had only met a mere week ago and were overcome with lust or something? The scenarios were endless, and each was as worrying as the next. America didn't want Canada living the rest of his life with a man he didn't love.

However, Norway's expression made America assume that everything was fine, that they were deeply in love. But he had been wrong about expressions before.

[[x] Norway]

"But I am! I would never do anything to hurt Canada! And if i ever did anything to hurt him, then it would only be when he was bottoming!!!" Norway practically screamed flustered. He was a little mad that America was asking all these questions but he realized something horrible...he just yelled...outloud...to a room full of people...about there sex life...The nordic country felt his face flush a bright red color and he felt his eyes widen.

He looked at the room of people and covered his face. He just made a fool of himself and the person he loved withall his heart. Today so was not his day...

[America]

America's blue eyes grew wide and he couldn't help but blink in Norway's direction. Well. That was completely unexpected. "O-Oh." He cleared his throat, wondering if it had gotten hot in the room or if it was just him. Maybe he should have just backed off when Canada refused to tell him anything. Or when Norway entered the room. That was a little more information than America ever wanted to know about his brother and his brother's soon-to-be husband. "Okay...um, yeah. Guess you two are...are good." Better than good, if they...yeah. That. He fiddled with his suit a little bit, smoothing out every single wrinkle he could find.

"Um..." He spoke up just for the sake of speaking, now rubbing at the back of his neck. "S-So when does the wedding, ya know...start?" He wanted to ask anything other than what he had originally asked. If he continued to let Norway talk, who knew what other 'bedroom secrets' the older nation might reveal. It was already far too much for America to handle. Oh, god, why did he have to tell me about what positions they're in? Mental images are bad, bad, bad.