Every non-European nation dreads Eurovision. Every year, the European nations go on a rampage, cursing each other, freaking out, even going so far as to sabotage the other countries.
Of course, this chaos is nothing compared to what goes on with the Nordics every time Eurovision rolls around.
"I WON! That's right, suck it, losers!" Denmark was none too modest about his victory. The other Nordic nations, on the other hand, were not amused.
"Goddammit, Denmark, I swear to god, if you don't shut up, I will take those scissors over there and shove them so far up your ass that Scandinavia will feel it." Norway was a bit bitter. But that's to be expected. Norway and Denmark hadn't been on the best terms since the contest had started, but now Norway was absolutely murderous.
"Come on, Norge, you're just jealous because you only got fourth!" This did not help in the slightest, in fact, in ensured Denmark a swift kick to the face.
"Shut up. All of you." Iceland was not happy. He hadn't won yet, and there was no way that Denmark was going to let that go.
"Aww, who's mad that he got seventeenth place?" Denmark sing-songed. This was the breaking point, and Iceland joined Norway in the abuse of the recent Eurovision champion.
Finland, meanwhile, was so pissed that he had gone off on a drinking spree with England and Prussia, and he would later be brought home by law enforcement because of the burning building that he supposedly had nothing to do with.
Sweden was having none of this. "St'p 't. All 'f y'u." Norway looked up and Iceland froze mid-kick.
(I'm going to abandon Sweden's accent because it's freaking impossible to write.)
"Denmark, stop teasing them, Norway, Iceland, as much as I'm enjoying this, stop hurting Denmark or he's not going to be around for you to abuse later." This was enough to make Norway stop in his tracks. Iceland glared at Denmark for almost a full minute before he backed off.
Denmark got up and brushed himself off. "Damn, if I'd known you have that much power, Ice, I would've given you more points!"
This time, it took all of Sweden and Norway's combined power to get Iceland off of Denmark, and even so, Denmark was covered in so many bruises that he could barely move for a week.
But Iceland was satisfied.
I'm not dead, everybody! Aren't you all just so glad!
Anyway, this is a one-shot, based on what happened in Eurovision the other day, which I'm still freaking out over.
Thanks for reading and... maybe next year you'll win, Iceland. I'm nearly as pissed as you are.
