Snø og lønnesirup (Norway and Canada's Wedding)

[[x] Norway]

(i...regret.....NOTHING!)

Norway put his head in his hands and he rubbed his head. Why...why did he have to say that outloud....he felt like he should explain it to America though. "I...I mean w-we...he isnt always in that postion...i mean it mostly changes. Recently its been the other way i mean..." Norway said all of this trying to fix this horrible atmostsphere. The nordic country wished he could have just sat there in his room and he would have avoided this whole akwardness...

The smaller nation couldnt bring himself to look up and see anyone's horrified faces. He felt like a horrible person just even explaining anymore of this. "....i think im going to stop talking." Norway said putting his head on his knees.

[Seychelles]

(( o//-//o))
Seychelles face turned cherry red as soon as she heard the word "bottoming". Why did America had to go this far? They should have known that Seychelles isnt really a kid but more of a teenager, meaning that she knows what the are talking about. Not to mention her very wide imagnination level.

"Um... Well Norway and i should get going." Seychelles said as she grabbed the older country's hand and pulled him out of the room. Norway must be pretty embarrassed when he said that. It might be best if the mood of the room changes. She open the door and pushed Norway out of the room. "We will leave you brothers alone now." Seychelles forced out a smile. She closed the door and heave out a huge sigh of relief.

"Im glad thats over..."Seychelles muttered under her breath. She look up at Norway and forced out another smile. "L..Lets go prepare the wedding!!" She forced out another smile.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

((Why didn't you guys wait for me?~nice one Norway, just peachy.))

The whole time the others nations had been talking about Norway's and his personal life, Canada's thoat closed up and he couldn't speak. His face grew more red with each sentence. By the time Norway and Seychelles had left the room, Canada had a perfect imitation of a tomatoe. Luckily the other nation seemed to have forgotten about him again. For once he was happy to be invisible.

Canada covered his eyes with his right hand. He backed up until his back hit the wall and then he slid down the wall into a sitting position. He didn't want to look at anyone right now. The very thing he had been so desperate to hide had just been told to the world, literally. Well, it wasn't the whole world, but it was pretty close. The last person that he wanted to know about this had been the first to know. How could he face his brother after this?

Still looking down at the ground, Canada whispered "I'm sorry." America had won this round, and he had won the war, just like he always did.

[America]

[[Eep! Sorry, Canada!]]

America just stared at the door Norway and Seychelles had escaped from. He really wasn't expecting any of that. He knew that his brother obviously had sex with the Nordic country (what with his reluctance to talk about it and everything), but...Dude, TMI. With a sigh, he turned back to his brother, who looked absolutely humiliated and ready to just die from embarrassment. America couldn't blame him. Poor guy.

"Oh, uh, no need to apologize. I'm a big country, I can handle stuff like that!" He managed a grin, a very forced grin, and looked around the room nervously. "I-I'm glad you two are...happy together." Yeah. He'd just stick with happy then. "Also, just so ya know...um...I don't really care that you had sex with him. I-I mean...I just wanted to make sure he was the right guy, and...I guess he is. But...yeah." And, wanting to throw in a bit of humor, America added, "Who would have thought that you would get laid before me, huh?"

...Actually, that might had just made everything worse.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

((It's a good thing disappearing is my specialty))

"It's not funny!" Canada literally shouted at the floor. He was still embarrassed about the whole thing, but now he was starting to get mad. Why did America always have to know about everyone's lives? Couldn't he have just let it go for once? Why was it so hard for him to respect that Canada didn't want to talk about it? No, now he had managed to drag Norway into their fight as well. Canada's wedding was slowly coming apart, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Canada removed his hand from in front of his face and stood up. He pushed America out of his way before walking into the hallway, making sure to slam the door as loud as he could. He didn't care it the door broke down, he was really pissed off at America right now.

[[x] Norway]

(i am so happy i brought up this conversation! This is so entertaining!!!!)

Norway sat down by the door and rubbed his head and groaned. This was horrible...why did he have to say that? Why...why why...He seriously wanted this wedding to be done w..ith already...Then he heard a slam and he saw Canada walk away not even glancing at him. The nordic country felt a lump in his throat. He was probebly pissed off at him for even mentioning there sexlife.

The older country slowly stood up and started to follow Canada and apoligize. It was his fault that there wedding was going to shambles just because he decided to pay a visit to his soonto be husband. He guessed that it was bad luck for the bride to see the groom on there wedding day.

[[x] Spain]

_{((And this is where'd I'd make everything better... IF I WASN'T GOING ON HIATUS.))}

[mlpnkobnhjui]

((See? I told you it was bad luck, but no, don't listen to me. Although, it is quite entertaining.~just make everything better when you come back Spain.))

Canada quickly walked down the hall, not even knowing where he was headed. He was too mad to care where he was going. Why was America always like this? He always ruined everything. I guess that wasn't true, but since Canada was so angry he couldn't remember all the good things that America had done for him. He only remembered all the bad times and how annoying America could be.

Since Canada wasn't paying attention to where he was going, he ended up walking straight into a wall. "Mur stupide! (Stupid wall!)" screamed Canada and continued to curse in French under his breathe as he rubbed his forehead. Every time that he got extremely angry, he would start to speak in French.

He spotted a door close by and started to walk towards it. He didn't want to look at anyone at the moment, and hopefully there wasn't anyone inside. Once he was inside, he closed the door and turned around. It was a empty dressing room. Canada leaned against the wall with his back turned to the door. "L'Amérique, vous êtes un tel idiot. (America, you are such an idiot.)" whispered Canada to himself. A single tear rolled down his face.

(( I hope my French isn't to terrible. ))

[[x] Norway]

(yes! make everything better when you come back!!!!)

Norway followed Canada quietly but stopped when he opened the door to and slammed it shut. He stood on the outside of the room and sighed. This was all his fault...Quickly swallowed dryly and opened the door and said, "C-canada? You ok? Im sorry that I told America...please dont be mad." He felt really guilty for even going into Canada's dressing room.

He quickly walked to him and wrapped his arms around Canada's waist and burried his head into the taller man's back. Norway didnt want to cry tears of sadness on his wedding day but he felt really bad for making Canada feel this way that he felt small tears roll down his cheeks. He hugged Canada tighter and closed his eyes.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

Canada had been wiping away a tear when the door opened. He assumed that it was America and was just about to turn around and yell at him to go away, but was pleasantly surprised when he heard a differant voice. He felt Norway's hands wrap around his waist, almost making him drop his glasses.

"I'm not mad at you Norway, I'm mad at America." He pryed Norway's hands off of his waist and turned around to face the older nation. He placed Norway's hands back around his waist and placed his own hands around Norway's middle. Norway's comment had been uncalled for, but America was the one who had forced Norway to say such a thing. "Just, don't say anything else about our personal life to the other countries, ok?"

[[x] Norway]

Norway sighed and nodded. He didnt mean to say that outloud...he thought he needed to prove that he was a suitable partner for Canada but, he must have took it a little to far. The older nation stayed tightly holding Canada for a while more before he losened his grip and looked up to Canada and said, "But I dont think you should blame your brother to much. This is America we are talking about here. His intentions were good but he took it farther then nessesary."

He hoped Canada would lisen to his words. Norway didnt want to go through a wedding with two brothers throwing dagges at eachother during the whole ceromony and reception, that wouldnt be good for anyone. Norway just wanted the two brothers to go back and being close and brotherly to one another again.

[America]

Of course, America's simple comment didn't go over as planned. He had wanted to laugh the whole thing off, but then Canada pushed him, hard enough for the superpower to stumble back into his chair, and slammed the door hard. America stared after him, wide-eyed. He was never that angry. Canada never got that angry.

America couldn't help the immense amount of guilt the welled up inside of him. "Shit," he whispered, pushing himself out of the chair and peering out into the hallway. He couldn't see his brother anymore, but he did notice Norway slip into another room. Figuring that's where Canada must have gone, America walked down the hallway, about ready to knock, when he heard his name spoken. By Canada. Who still sounded very angry and, sadly enough, America knew it was all aimed at him. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door, slowly and tentatively, afraid to mess everything up again. He couldn't be so selfish. This was Canada's day, not his!

"C-Canada?" he stammered. "Can I come in?"

[mlpnkobnhjui]

Turning to look at Norway, Canada sighed "I guess you're right, but I don't think I can face him right now." He gave Norway a kiss on the cheek and continued "Thank you for coming after me." He felt much better now that it was just Norway and himself all alone. Of course, they were breaking wedding tradition and this was bad luck, but it didn't matter anymore. Although since they were all alone, it could spell trouble.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, followed by a very farmiliar, very American voice. Well, speak of the devil. The last person that Canada wanted to see right now was waiting just outside the door. He pushed away from Norway, not wanting his brother to see him hugging Norway. He knew that they would probably end up fighting again, but he decided to give America a chance and shouted "Come in."

[[x] Norway]

Norway didnt really like that Canada pushed him away but he knew that if America saw the two of them hugging it wouldnt be right. The older nation gulped dryly, he hoped that this wouldnt end up in a fight. But if it did, then Norway knew he would have to stop it. The nordic quickly wiped away the little bits of tears that he had and watched quietly as America stepped in. This wasnt going to end well...

[America]

Thankful that Canada was at least willing to talk with him, America opened the door and walked in, giving his brother and Norway a sheepish smile. "Hey," he greeted, closing the door behind him. Alright, all he had to do was act nice and completely unselfish, and everything would go back to normal. They would laugh and make up, the wedding would continue as planned, and the world would be a happy place.

"You're loud and violent when you're angry, bro!" America quickly exclaimed, giving a laugh. He really hoped that was the right thing to say to break the ice. Or fix the ice. Whatever the saying was. "I mean, but that's good. That could totally help you win in wars and stuff. 'Cause you're real good at wars!" Yes, if he could lather compliments on Canada, maybe he would be forgiven. Of course, he personally didn't think he did anything too wrong. He wasn't begging to hear about their sexual life, after all.