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Hello there It's the awesome me again with a new fanfiction! That's right, what have I gotten myself into this time? Obviously a project I can absolutely NOT complete. But I got roped into it anyway by Peppaminty. Oh and also I will not have a beta for pretty much ANY of these chapters so if they aren't as good as my other ones, please excuse it. Also I apologize for the shortness (Thats what he said) Its a hundred chapters people.

Deal with it.

Peppaminty, my usual beta is doing the 100 themes challenge as well.

Anyways please enjoy~

Disclaimer: I don't own.

Warning: Mild yaoi. DenNor


Theme 1: introduction

"Iceland, do you remember your brother Norway?"

The little silverette looked up at the two blondes looking at him.

In front of him was a blonde man shorter than the one holding him.

He had a pretty bluish indigo barrette in his hair as well as a gold cross clip. The man seemed to show no emotion on his face and it reminded Iceland a little bit of himself.

But the man was nothing like his loud and boisterous Danish caretaker.

Iceland looked up to the Dane in a questioning manner, as if to ask "Who?"

"I'm Norway. Your big brother"

The strange man said blankly.

Iceland never remembered having a brother. Then again, he hardly remembered where he had set Mr. Puffin down, last.

He leaned down to Iceland eye level and looked the little boy in the eyes.

"Don't you remember me?"

There seemed to be hurt in the man's eyes, through all of the ice and frost covering up the eyes. Iceland felt bad for hurting the strange man but Iceland was only a little boy, hardly even four.

How could he remember?
"N-no..." he replied shyly, hugging onto his puffin plush.

So that's where Mr. Puffin went.

The strange man, supposedly named Norway, softened his eyes. He reached up his hand and Iceland inched away and squeezed his eyes shut.

He was afraid Norway had gotten mad and was going to hit him.

Little Iceland was surprised when a hand gently landed on his head and ruffled his hair playfully.

"It's okay. We'll just make new memories. You'll be living with me from mow on" Norway said smiling, which was very unusual for the man.

Iceland was his little brother; he'd love him no matter what. Iceland would soon learn that. Besides, the child was only four, how could Norway blame him for something that happened before the little nation could even talk?

Iceland liked the man's smile. It was warm and sweet and Norway's touch was comforting, a lot more than Denmark.

"Really?" little Iceland asked, excited about the prospect of living in a new house.
Norway nodded and held his arms out towards the child in Denmark's arms.

Iceland looked up as to ask for approval from him guardian.

Denmark nodded and grinned as he placed the small child in his dear Norge's arms. Norway hugged the little boy tightly.

Iceland smiled and clung closer to his new older brother. It felt warm and inviting and Norway smelled really good too.
Norway smiled. He now had his little brother safe in his arms and away from that stupid Dane.

Whom he would never admit he loved.


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I hope you enjoyed! More chapters will be on the way soon!~