**********Norways POV**********
"Norway dont you think my tie should be black insted of red?"Denmard asked me walking into the kitchen holding both colored ties. I was sitting at the table trying to block him out. This was prove difficult as the Danish man keept talking about his ties. He went silant for a moment thats when he noticed i didnt answer him and walked over to me putting his hand on my shoulder. His grip ws tight but I know he had suck a stupid grin on his pisses me off why is he always so happy?
"Norway are you ok?" He asked with concern it only annoyed me because i know there was nothing he could do. I slumped a little further into my chair and made sure not to have any eye contact with the Danish man I refused to break in fron of him. He shook me when I didnt look at him and I keept looking away from the pestering man. I finaly had enough of his foolishness and I finaly turned to the Dane and glared at him.
"Go away Denmark I dont need you." I yelled this at him with out restraint or thought. After a few seconds of silance only walked to the other chair and sat down. I know I was being harsh but It's not like I dont have a reason. I looked away to calm myself before I started to cry in front of him. Iceland declared is independance from me just a few days ago. He wanted to leave me and live in this cruel world by himself. Worst of all the UUSR is breaking up at the current could try and take advantage of Icelands situation and take him over. I shake my head trying to get ride of the bad thoughts, but they refused to go like a swarm of bee's trying to stop an intruter that enterd there hive. I put my knees up in the chair and put my arms n them so I can hide my face. This is all getting to me all this stress. Sweden was not helping by trying to compet with Denamrk. I squeezed my legs tighter and tryed so hard not to scream, I did not need to worry anyone over my problems when they have there own. Denmark shifted to get closer to me, he knew what was going on but was hesitent to ask, he didnt want me to yell at him.
"Norway I know how you feel, Sweden took you from me remember? I know that you just want to protect Iceland from everyone. Trust me I know the pain, But sometimes you have to let go." Denmark said looking over towards me in sorrow. "you have to let go" keept ecoing into my head. My hands grabbed my hair and I let out a tiny scream. All this is maddening, there are to meny people that hurt why cant I find that one comfort spot. I didn't realize I was crying, I didnt realize how true those words meant. Denmarks hand came up to brush away a the few tears that escape. I'm horrible...I trobled the persone I didnt want involved the most. Denmark stood up and came idiling towards me, just to stop and lean down.
"Norge Iceland will be fine." He said as he picked me up, he put me in his lap and patted my head gently.
" Hush my Angel, I know the world has turned you cold. But let me be the one that warms you
up. Let me be your place of comfort. This world is cold and cruel. But in the end Im the one to
turn to. Hush my Angel, The world turned its back at you. Cold, cruel, sorrow. I'm here to help
to. Hush my Angel dont cry one day youll be happy, one day youll know why, one day youll know why"