Hello my friends
Okay, so I am going ahead to safely assume you all realize i'm going through my 'I LOVE HETALIA' phase again, right? That's true. It's the damn Nordics.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia in anyway, I just love all the characters, man. I love them all a little too much. I wish I owned Hetalia, though. You'd see some good shit if I did. And by good I mean lots of Nordic episodes, lots of gay, and lots of the UK brothers.
Characters
Berwald - Sweden
Tino - Finland
Håkon - Norway
Mikkel - Denmark
Dagfinnur - Iceland
It had come naturally for the five of them to get along. Who got along better with the Nordics other than fellow Nordics? Finland and Sweden seemed joined at the hip, Iceland was constantly receiving wanted affection from Norway, and Denmark was just so happy to have them all under one roof- under one monarchy.
It hadn't been easy to get them all to agree to the union. It took more finagling than Mikkel had wanted it to, but soon Håkon agreed to the union, bringing Dagfinnur with him in his stride. Berwald was a different story. He hadn't come so willingly. They fought and yelled and bickered. Each night, Mikkel would come home with a new wound that Håkon found himself having to fix. It was tiring and difficult, but in the end, Mikkel had gotten what he wanted. All five of them under his single rule. He was the king, and he loved them all.
The union had gone along swimmingly. They all played mindless games, told each other stories, laughed, cried, did everything together. They were the perfect family on the outside. On the inside; however, something was brewing, and despite Mikkel's oblivious nature, he couldn't help but notice this happy occasion wasn't to last much longer.
1520
Berwald didn't like the union anymore. He hated it. He tried leaving countless times, but it just ended in a fight between he and his 'superior.' The more he was beaten and abused, the more Tino worried, and he just couldn't have that anymore. Tino didn't need to fret about him. He'd figure a way out of this for the both of them and would perhaps drag Håkon and Dagfinnur away with him.
November 8th, 1520
The climax of the Stockholm Bloodbath. Mikkel had taken the battles too far. He forced Berwald to watch as clergymen, nobility, anyone was helplessly executed. He and his king had promised amnesty, hadn't they? This was inexcusable, and Berwald was hopelessly in a bind. He was thrown back into his sleeping chambers at the end of the bloodspill, and Tino worked fervently to cheer him up. It was settled only after that that Berwald would no longer be a part of the union.
1523
Wars of Succession with Sweden just became harder, more brutal, and Mikkel was beginning to lose hope in his dream of an eternal union. Berwald was getting stronger, harder to keep control of, and Mikkel hated to admit he was losing.
"Why doesn't he want to be my friend anymore, Nor? I have given him everything, have I not? Does he not see all the good I have done for him? What an ungrateful man," he had said to Håkon one night while the other tended to the bloody gash on his eyebrow.
"He does not feel the need to be your friend any longer," the Norwegian had started, gently dabbing at the wound to clean it. "You caused he and his people much sorrow, Mikkel. The bloodbath was the final straw, and you know that. He does not want to be a part of this union due to your behaviour. Granted his is not the best either, but I digress. Perhaps you should just let him go."
"I do not see the good in that, Håkon. Does he deserve it? Nei. Why should I give in for the likes of him?" His words sounded so harsh, and Håkon had to bite his tongue to keep from spitting back some form of insult.
"The fighting is affecting you just as negatively as it is him. It is time to let him secede and be on his own. Perhaps it will do you both some good."
1524
Mikkel had finally seen the mistakes he had made and let Sweden go. His eyes were in a harsh glare, and his jaw was clenched tightly. The only time Berwald had seen him in such a state was on the battlefield. Sure enough, and much to Mikkel's chagrin, the treaty was signed, and Sweden had officially seceded from the union, free to do as he pleased.
Without anymore than a sneer, Mikkel grabbed Håkon's arm and Dagfinnur's hand and took the two of them home. His family was broken, and the house felt empty. Despite the small effort made by Håkon and occasionally Dagfinnur to cheer him up, Mikkel was always left in an angry stupor, letting the brothers do things alone while he had time to think and brood. Håkon would bring meals to his study, and Dagfinnur would occasionally bring games and toys, begging Mikkel to play with him once again like they had before. Despite all his anger, the Dane had agreed and played with the boy like they had before the Swedish succession. Slowly, things returned to normal, and Mikkel's broken family became complete once more.
So yeah there's the prologue for my newest project my friends. It's my take on the Kalmar Union
This was just the overall view of the history. So now you know that this is why Sweden left.
The first official chapter will be months after Berwald and Tino have left and Mikkel is going just a little mad.
Okay you guys know how it works. Rate and review please. I work a lot harder and faster when I get a bit of encouragement.
Thank you all. uwu
