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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 9, 2012 20:59:44 GMT -5
Canada was glad that there wasn't a war when he was growing up. He felt bad for Norway, he must have gone through a lot. No wonder he didn't show his emotions very much. He hoped that Norway wasn't scared because of it. If he had a scar, then Canada didn't know about it, at least a physical scar. If Norway had an emotional scar, then either Norway never showed it, or he hadn't ever noticed.
"What was it like when you little? When you first became a country, was it like when you were a viking?" asked Canada. He wanted to know how Norway childhood compared to his own.
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 9, 2012 21:10:05 GMT -5
Norway frowned. He never liked thinking about his childhood. He remebered being either alone or stuck with Denmark who either chased him around or tried getting his land, he also rembered the times where his own people attacked him and tried eating him once... "My childhood..." he mumbled. The nordic climbed off of Canada and he hugged his legs.
"My childhood wasnt really the best..."The nordic mumbled this and he tried awnsering the other question that Canada asked him. "My life as a viking? Well...can I just tell you that if I told you everything that you'd never look at me the same way again..." he vaugely remebered killing innocent people...men women and children screaming in pain...he hugged his knees tighter and tried forgetting. There was a reason that Norway didnt show his emotions...and that was the main one.
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 9, 2012 22:46:55 GMT -5
Canada put one arm around Norway's shoulders. "I'm sorry I asked, but I'll always be there if you need someone to talk to. I'm sure it's not that bad, we all make mistakes. You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to." said Canada. How horrible could it be that he didn't want to talk about it? Every country knew the hardships of war and death, every country had experianced it at one point in time. He wasn't innocent to the fact of killing innocent people.
"Why don't we talk about something else. How about, what's you're favourite musical instrument?" asked Canada. It wasn't like much death happened because of instruments, right?
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 9, 2012 23:01:21 GMT -5
(ok...i partially made some of this up but Vikings were very ruthless back then)
Norway smiled and chuckled a little bitterly at Canada's attempt to change the subject. It was sweet off him. "The violin...and if you are really curious on what I did...I will tell you." The nordic country gathered all the courage he had in his body and he sighed, he hoped the younger man wouldnt hate him after...
"During my viking years...what we vikings did most of the time was pillage and...kill...remeber when we were drinking with Scotland and Argentina that one time? He brought up our treaty and royalty thing? Well...treaties never lasted long...i ended up killing everyone on one of his small island...I did that for almost everyone of my supposed Allies Denmark, Iceland, Sweden and Finland to...After I left you such a long time ago...my king found out from the other crew members that I cried. And he told me that showing emotion was one of the things a strong viking couldnt do and he...he made me and twenty or thirty men kill everyone in a small village that barely bordered shared territory...when I say everyone I mean everyone...men...elders...women and even small children...no one was spared. I could still hear there screams of terror in my mind even now! A-after that I tried never showing what I felt again. I didnt want to have anyone else's blood on my hands...."
The older country started crying in the middle of the story. Those memories had always haunted him more then anything else in the world. Norway buried his head in his arms and felt himself shaking. He always felt like a monster...someone who didnt deserve happiness. Even if it was a long time ago, it still hurt to think about it. They were people who had done nothing to him...they had lives and people who they loved...he didnt want them to die.
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 9, 2012 23:52:29 GMT -5
(( *clap* I applaud you, that was a wonderful story. ))
Canada wiped away Norway's tears and pulled him into a hug. He pressed Norway's head into his chest and slowly brushed through the Nordic country's soft blonde hair. "It's ok, it's all over now. Those people would have already been dead now anyway. It's not your fault, you had to stay loyal to your king, no matter what. You can cry all you want to now." said Canada in a sootheing voice.
He didn't want Norway to hurt like this. Even if he had done something terrible, everything could be forgiven in time. He hated to see Norway so sad. He wanted to be able to see Norway's smile again. "I bet they were jealous of your smile. Will you smile for me Norway?" asked Canada.
(( I feel bad that this is so short. ))
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 10, 2012 0:00:31 GMT -5
(*bows* thank you thank you! I'll be here all week! and dont feel bad its just one of those times when you cant really find anything to say and you just try to make it seem longer then you hoped it to be.*pats shoulder*....did that make any sense?)
Norway felt arms wrap around him, they were warm and comforting arms to. He felt himself being moved closer to Canada's chest and he buried his head into the warmth. He faintly heard the youngerman's heart beat and he started to feel alittle better, but just a little. He looked up to Canada and tried giving him that smile that was asked of him but it broke and he started feeling tears run down his face even more.
"I-Im sorry...I cant..." Norway mumbled as he tried getting closer to the warmth that Canada had. He felt a new fear rising up...what did Canada think of him now that he knew he killed those people? The older nation refused to look up when he asked, "D-do you hate me now? Do you think im like a monster?"
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 10, 2012 1:25:25 GMT -5
(( yeah, it makes sense. ))
Canada's face turned to one of shock at Norway's question. "How could I ever hate you?" He brushed the hair out of Norway's face and kissed his forehead. "I don't think you're a monster, I think you're parfait (perfect). Actually, you're actions, they were très (very) sexy. You must have had many admirers, no? " He didn't picture all the innocence dead people when Norway told his story. He pictured how brave Norway must have been to fight so many battles, and how good he must have looked in a tunic. Thats' what they wore back then, right? It didn't matter, he was keeping that image of Norway in a tunic and saving it for a rainy day.
"I know this must should strange to you, but to me you seem so brave." He looked away, not wanting to look into Norway's eyes. Yes he had done something awful, but what was wrong with looking at the bright side of things?
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 10, 2012 1:36:43 GMT -5
(good...ive noticed i ramble way to much...*reads reply* i want a parfait now...)
Norway felt his heart lighten a bit when he heard that Canada didnt hate him. He didnt know what life would be like if the younger man hated him. He started snuggling closer towards the younger man and lisened to the rest.
When Canada finished with something about his bravery, the nordic didnt know what to say. The first on his mind was how sexy Canada sounded when he spoke french...he noted that he would ask him to say more things in that language later...second was the admirer thing. He never really noted if he had any, Denmark was probably the only person who liked him in anyway and that was just him.
"Well...thank you for the bravery complement." Norway said as he started wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket. "But admirers...well...woman didnt really see me in a manly sort of way for many reasons...one of them is...well...I couldnt grow a beard...and the second is that they all thought i was a woman for most of my existance..." The nordic country rubbed his chin thoughtfully...he remebered that time well...he blamed Denmark for that time in his life...he let him pick out his clothes once, just once! And it turned out to be a dress...Norway still hadent forgiven the Dane for that...his reputation was horribly disfigured because of that dress.
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 10, 2012 7:35:04 GMT -5
(( That does sound good, with chocolate mousse. I love that stuff. ))
Canada was surprised by the fact that the other women hadn't thought he was manly enough. He was also a little relieved by this fact. He knew all of these people had died already, but there was comfort in the fact that no one would try to steal Norway away from him, and that Norway didn't have any feelings for these women.
"I don't know why they wouldn't think you were manly enough. You're very strong, and handsome." said Canada. He thought it was strange that they would think Norway was a woman just because he didn't have a beard. There had to be some other reason, but he decided not to press the matter. If Norway didn't want to talk about it, chances are he didn't want to know about it.
"I know you were around when I was growing up but, do you have any questions for me?" asked Canada. It felt like this coversation was one sided. He wanted to know all he could about Norway, but he still wanted the chance to tell Norway all he could about himself. He hated keeping secrets.
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 10, 2012 8:04:58 GMT -5
(Oh that sounds delicious!!!)
Norway nodded when he had a question...well he had two questions for the younger man. "Yes two questions actually. The first one is well...could you talk in French more often? Its kind of sexy when you do...at least in my opinion. " the Nordic felt himself blush when he asked this. It felt like he was acting like a high school girl...The older nation shifted a little uncomfortably at that thought. He wasn't a girl! He was a man!....who was just acting like one...Norway decided not yo think about this anymore and ask the second question
"Er...and the second one is...did you miss me when I left or rather...what did you think when I did?" Norway wad curious to know what the younger man thought about that subject. Yes it was from years ago but Norway was curious to see what Canada would say.
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 10, 2012 12:24:36 GMT -5
(( Now I want some chocolate... ))
Canada smiled and said "Évidemment mon amour. (Of course my love.)" If he would have know that Norway liked it so much, then he would have spoken French more often. He wanted to be his own person, and using French just made him seem more like France. Besides that, England hated it when he spoke French. It was just easier if he only spoke english around the other countries.
He had to think for awhile to remember back then. Since it was a strong emotiona memory, he didn't have to much trouble remembering. "Well, I was sad, very very sad. You were the first person to come and find me, and therefore the first to leave. I felt so alone without you, and it hurt for a long time. I didn't understand why you had to leave. I got over it though, I grew up a little and understood why you had to leave. You had your own country to deal with. I know you didn't mean any harm, and I have you all to myself right now."
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 10, 2012 12:46:30 GMT -5
((*hides what she's eating* yeah...chocalate's awesome!*has chocolate*))
Norway blushed a bit when Canada spoke french...for some reason he liked the way it sounded when he spoke it. Then he felt a little bad that he left so suddently. The nordic reached over to Canada and he hugged him tightly. He kissed the younger man's lips gentley and said, "Well i promise i wont leave you now. And you will always have me all to yourself."
He tried smiling a bit when he hugged the man. Norway didnt like the feeling that he left a young nation all alone by himself. But it seemed like if he didnt then France and England wouldnt have gotten to the young Canadian and if they didnt then where would he be? The nordic wondered that for a while but through that thought out of his mind and he quickly started kissing Canada's face.
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Post by mlpnkobnhjui on Aug 10, 2012 13:38:33 GMT -5
(( well I'm going to make a milkshake then, once I plug in this blender. ))
Canada passionately kissed Norway back. He knew very well that Norway wouldn't leave him. He wouldn't let Norway leave him again. If Norway ever even thought about leaving, then he would put up a fight. He may very well lose the fight, but he would try his best. He couldn't stand to see Norway with another person. It would break his heart in two.
He pulled Norway closer to his body. He was content with just sitting there and kissing, they didn't need to do anythng else. He didn't want to hurt Norway more than he already had today.
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Post by [x] Norway on Aug 10, 2012 15:23:05 GMT -5
(oh milkshake~what type of milkshake?)
Norway felt a smile on his lips as he continued kissing Canada. He wrapped his arms around the younger nations neck and leaned closer. All of a sudden his eyes widened and he remebered something important. His ring...where'd his ring go?! Breaking the kiss with the canadian he looked around frantically.
"Oh no...what happened to my ring?!" Norway started panicing. What did he do...did he throw it away?! Did he drop it in the forest?! He felt tears in his eyes and he started panicing. What had he done?! That ring was what made for him and only him by the man he loved. He covered his eyes. Norway felt like a terrible husband...
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Post by [x] Spain on Aug 10, 2012 16:16:37 GMT -5
((ITS ON THE COUNTER!!!!! DX( ))
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