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Dark shoes clacked on the floor, the only sound that could be heard in the living room. A certain tsundere boy was decreasing in size as his brother circled him. You see, he was forced to sit on the coffee table. He asked why but his brother replied that it makes 'effects.' Which, really, which is, really, weird? Okay! So! His brother's eyes bore down into the tsundere's own soul.
'Please, stop looking!' Iceland begged mentally. "So..." Norway started. "I heard you were talkin' to Hong Kong." Iceland sweatdropped. 'Are you serious?!'
Norway stopped right in front of Iceland, his face near his brother's. "What were ya talkin' about?" Iceland had a perplexed look on his features. "Uh... Norway, are you drunk?" Iceland asked. "Sober," Norway answered. "But don't change the subject! What did you two, what did, wha-...."
Okay, now, Norway couldn't find the right words to speak in English. Iceland sighed and responded anyways, knowing the question. "Norway, we were only making small chat-"
"Small chat?! HA!" Norway started laughing like Denmark. Then, he did the unexpected. Norway broke down to his knees and started sobbing very loudly as he clutched himself onto Iceland's legs. "Nor!" Iceland yelled as he tried to wiggle out of his brother's grasp.
"Why?! Why don' ya talk ta me-ahaha!!" Norway slurred out. "I talk to you everyday!" Iceland groaned, still trying his best to get out. Iceland got the chance and stood up, but as he tried walking, Norway was still clutching onto one of Iceland's legs. "Grr! Norway! You're heavy!" Iceland continued to struggle towards the staircase but fell face-first onto the floor. Norway managed to trap Iceland in a hug as he continued to cry.
"Tell meh you luff me!" Norway begged as he shook Iceland. "Okay! Okay! I love you!" That seemed to calm his sober brother. Iceland slowly made his arms wrap around Norway, continuing to hum a little lullaby he was taught. What was that song called? Oh yeah, Trollmors Vaggsang. "Hey guys! I-" Denmark crashed into the house. "Oh... You guys up to somethin'?" Denmark smirked as he nodded a sign of approval to Iceland. Sweden entered and grabbed the Dane's collar. "L've th'm 'lone.(Leave them alone.)" Sweden muttered, dragging the pleading Dane out.
'Please, stop looking!' Iceland begged mentally. "So..." Norway started. "I heard you were talkin' to Hong Kong." Iceland sweatdropped. 'Are you serious?!'
Norway stopped right in front of Iceland, his face near his brother's. "What were ya talkin' about?" Iceland had a perplexed look on his features. "Uh... Norway, are you drunk?" Iceland asked. "Sober," Norway answered. "But don't change the subject! What did you two, what did, wha-...."
Okay, now, Norway couldn't find the right words to speak in English. Iceland sighed and responded anyways, knowing the question. "Norway, we were only making small chat-"
"Small chat?! HA!" Norway started laughing like Denmark. Then, he did the unexpected. Norway broke down to his knees and started sobbing very loudly as he clutched himself onto Iceland's legs. "Nor!" Iceland yelled as he tried to wiggle out of his brother's grasp.
"Why?! Why don' ya talk ta me-ahaha!!" Norway slurred out. "I talk to you everyday!" Iceland groaned, still trying his best to get out. Iceland got the chance and stood up, but as he tried walking, Norway was still clutching onto one of Iceland's legs. "Grr! Norway! You're heavy!" Iceland continued to struggle towards the staircase but fell face-first onto the floor. Norway managed to trap Iceland in a hug as he continued to cry.
"Tell meh you luff me!" Norway begged as he shook Iceland. "Okay! Okay! I love you!" That seemed to calm his sober brother. Iceland slowly made his arms wrap around Norway, continuing to hum a little lullaby he was taught. What was that song called? Oh yeah, Trollmors Vaggsang. "Hey guys! I-" Denmark crashed into the house. "Oh... You guys up to somethin'?" Denmark smirked as he nodded a sign of approval to Iceland. Sweden entered and grabbed the Dane's collar. "L've th'm 'lone.(Leave them alone.)" Sweden muttered, dragging the pleading Dane out.
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Hetalia Headcanons--Denmark
((PLEASE DON'T FLAME ME FOR MY HEADCANONS I will shoot you with them.. IF YOU DO I WILL FEED YOU TO TOBY. :I))
1. He's smarter than he lets on
2. He really does wish he, Sweden, and Norway could get back together again.
3. He suffers from Monophobia.
4. He clings to Greenland because she's one of the only two still under his rule.
5. He secretly wishes he and Sweden were still little so he could be "Anko" again.
6. Sometimes he goes out in the rain when he's feeling nostalgic. ((Greenland goes to get him because she doesn't want him to catch a cold))
7. He has a darker, more abusive side.
8. He's embarrassed that Greenland's stronger
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DenNor: Cake
Mathias had loved baking, especially if it were for his boyfriend. He hummed as he waited for the cake to finish in the oven. As soon as the oven's alarm rang, the Dane pulled the desert out and set it on the counter. He took off his apron and fixed his hair before running up the stairs and knocking on Lukas' door.
"Lukas?"
"
What is it?" Lukas set down his book and looked towards the door, a tad annoyed from being interrupted from his reading.
"I made cake~"
Lukas waited a moment, deciding whether or not he was hungry. He'd never admit it, but he loved his boyfriends cooking, especially the sweets. He sighe
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Hetalia Headcanons--Sweden
((PLEASE DON'T FLAME ME FOR MY HEADCANONS. IF YOU DO I WILL FEED YOU TO MOCHIMERICA :I))
1. There was a time when he and Denmark were best friends
2. His ears are like e-zones
3. He used to hack into computers a lot.
4. Surprisingly, he's the one that cries the easiest.
5. He's really shy, which is why he doesn't speak much.
6. He suffers from Catagelophobia.
7. He has a beautiful singing voice, he just hardly sings because he's self-conscious.
8. He's excellent at ballroom dancing.
9. He doesn't like talking directly to people, he prefers inderect forms of talking like IMing and texting.
10. When Greenland was little he used to tel
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I'm like Sweden in an embarrassing situation, "LEAVE THEM ALONE..."