Hey! Hey! Hey Norge! Okay anyway... I actually did have this up on fanfiction before. Then something happened. And it died. T_T Sad, right? But anyway. I guess it was for the better. I've edited it a bit. And added the babies names in the end. (Cause I completely forgot to do that before.) Anyway, in case you didn't read the warning...

WARNING! MPREG! And even better, Denmark gets Norway pregnant! While he gets Iceland pregnant! And also... They are very out of character. I know. But Norway and Icey are supposed to be. Denmark... I don't know. I just couldn't write him right after they got pregnant. Though if it really happened then I bet he would be a little more responsible.

ANYWAY! Enjoy! And please review.

Chapter One

Norway and Denmark walked Iceland to the door, leaving from his visit.

"Be safe! We'll see you soon!" Denmark called after him as Norway started to close the door from the slight chill of the outside air. After the door was closed he sighed and wrapped his arms around the smaller built nation. "Is it just me or does Icey seem a little lonely lately?" he asked.

"I don't know what your talking about." Norway said in a monotone voice and released himself from the Dane's hold on him. He proceeded to make his way back into the living room, sitting on the couch and grabbing a novel he had been reading.

Denmark followed him and picked him up from where he had been sitting. Norway sighed but allowed himself to be lifted and set back down in the Dane's lap, leaning against his chest. "Well, I mean, whenever I hug you he just gets this look. A very sad and far-away look. And whenever you hug him he gets the same look and kinda clings to you. Do you think he's getting sick again?" he asked, genuinely concerned about the smaller nation.

Norway set his book aside, deciding it best to just give up on trying to read. "I think if there is something wrong then he will tell us when he's ready. And that you just need to stop being so worried about what could be nothing."

"But… what if it isn't nothing? What if he's hurt or something and just isn't telling us. Or at least you. Come on, you guys are brothers! You should be able to tell when something is wrong!" Denmark prodded.

Norway was beginning to get mad. "Okay fine, yes! I feel that something may be wrong too! But if he doesn't feel comfortable enough to tell me about it, then it's not my place to ask! He still refuses to call me brother anyway!"

Denmark didn't know what to say then. There was a moment of silence as Denmark continued to hold Norway, slowly and unconsciously massaging him. "I guess you're right. I just can't help but he a little worried, you know? He's so small and cute, I hate seeing that hurt look on his face."

"Are you saying you'd rather have Iceland than me now?" Norway asked, pouting on the inside, though he would never show that on the outside.

"No! Of course not! You're just as cute!" to emphasize his point he gently kissed the other nation on the cheek. "Sometimes I just think… it'd be so great if I could have the both you!" he hugged Norway a little tighter. After he said that though, he realized his mistake and prepared himself to be hit.

Though the blow never came. Instead, one of Norway's hands gently laid atop one of Denmark's and he was gently caressing it. "Well… that… might not be so bad…" he said after a moment of thought. "It could be kinda fun." he mumbled.

Denmark was shocked. He looked at the nation laying on top of him. After a moment he broke into a huge grin. "Next time we should invite him to stay the night then. What do you say?" Denmark asked.

Norway stayed quiet a moment. "I say… let's do it." he then turned around in Denmark's arms and kissed his chin while one hand began to work on his shirt buttons.

Denmark raised an eyebrow. "You're not usually this straightforward." he mentioned, hands traveling down to cup his ass.

"Well maybe the images you brought to mind were a little too good." Norway said, laying atop the other nation and kissing at his neck and chest.

Denmark smiled. "You know, I don't think we've done it on the coffee table yet."