Youth
Chapter 1: The Spell
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia (but it's on my Christmas list)
I really don't know where this one came from. I just kind of...wrote it down. There might be a lot of errors because it's getting cold here and my fingers are going numb.
Read and review please!
Denmark spun a bottle on the table. It was official—he was bored. That was very bad for the Dane. He didn't get bored often.
Maybe I'll go see if Norway wants to hang out, he decided.
Denmark jumped out of his seat, leaving the bottle on the table. He opened the door and went on a quest to find Norway
Norway sat in a leather chair, reading a spell book. He had finally been able to get away from the other Nordics. They always seemed to be pestering him—especially Denmark.
The Norwegian just wanted some peace and quiet. Apparently, that was too much to ask for.
Wondering if one of the spells worked, Norway decided to test it out. He began to mutter the incantation under his breath.
Before he knew it, the door flew open with a bang and Denmark charged in.
"Hey Norway!"
This surprise caused Norway to do three things. 1: stutter, 2: pronounce the word wrong, and 3: shout Denmark's name in anger.
There was a sudden flash of light. Norway closed his eyes so he wouldn't be blinded.
"Denmark! What did you do?!"
No answer.
"Denmark?"
Norway opened his eyes and looked around the room. Hadn't Denmark just been standing in the doorway? Did he move or something?
Norway stood up. He walked over to the door. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw a pile of clothes on the ground,
Crap! Did I kill Denmark?, Norway thought in panic.
A rustle released him from his thoughts. He turned his head to the right and saw a little boy.
The boy had wild blonde hair and big, curious, blue eyes. A red shirt that was way too big for him hung loosely on his body and went past his feet.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"D-denmark?" Norway stuttered.
"No silly! You're not Denmark. I am!" the boy, Denmark, giggled.
"Crap." Norway knelt down on both knees in front of the baby nation. "You're Denmark?"
"Yeah!"
"Do you know who I am?"
"…No…"
"Do you know where you are?"
"Um…I dunno."
Norway mentally face palmed himself. He should have known better than to practice spells when any of the Nordics could have interrupted him. Now, he'd gone and screwed up, because he had turned Denmark into a baby!
"Hey mister!"
Norway looked down at Denmark. "What?"
"What's your name?"
"I am Norway."
"Ha ha! That's a silly name! It sounds like narwhal!" The baby Dane laughed as if that was the funniest thing in the world.
Norway sighed. How the heck was he going to survive this?
There's the first chapter. It will be a total of 5 chapters. I think the next update will be on Sunday.
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Thanks! Hasta la Pasta!
~CatMaz~