"What are you looking at?" I glowered
"You!" The idiot responded
"I can tell that you moron but why?"
"Because I love you."
"Shut it Dane."
"Okay" He smiled and looked at the TV.
"Wait- what?"
"You told me to shut up so I did."
"You never do that, you never do what I tell you to do." "Maybe I just love you so much that I finally started to do what you tell me to!"
"Right, because I totally believe you."
"Fine don't Believe me but it's still true."
". . . I love you too you stupid Dane." I rested my head back on his shoulder and smiled.
"Awwww Norgie You smiled"
"I said shut it!"
"But you're so cute when you smile. You should do it more often." He tried to lean in and kiss me but I pushed him away.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I said so Denmark."
"That's not a real answer"
"It is if I say it is."
"You're no fun anymore Nor."
"Really... you just realized that?"
"Yes... You are a fun sucker!"
"EXCUSE ME! I AM NOT GIVING YOU A BLOW JOB RIGHT NOW DENMARK!"
"Hehehe that's not a fun sucker... though now that you mention it." He winked and said suggestively.
"Idiot," I hit him and he squeaked, "What is it then?"
"A fun sucker! You suck all the fun out of life! It's from a movie!"
"Do you want me to hurt you?"
"NO! But it's still true. Even he-who-must-not-be-named is more fun than you are!
"Voldemort?"
"NO! S-W-E-D-E-N."
"Sweden?"
"I SAID NOT TO SAY HIS NAME!"
"No you didn't."
"YES I DID!"
"Fine If Sweden is so fun, why don't you marry him?'
"But Norge...I don't want to marry Sweden!"
"And you think I wanted to marry you?"
"That hurts Norway"
"Good."
"Finland is never this mean to Swe- I mean you-know-who."
"That would be because Finland tops the hell out of him." He did a spit take with the beer I didn't know he was drinking.
"WHAT THE FUCK!"
"You didn't know" I smirked, "Everyone knows that."
"I didn't know it!"
"That's right only the people with a brain know it. Which is everyone but you."
"Why the harsh words Nor? You are being even more mean than normal. Are you, you know..." He gave me a pointed look hoping I would understand what the idiot was alluding to.
"I am what Denmark?" I was growing tired of his idiocy.
"Pregnant?" He whispered like a five year old saying a bad word for the first time.
"EXCUSE ME?!" Doing a spit take of my own.
"Wellyouhavebeenreallymoodylatelyandyou'vegainedwieght." I slapped him again.
"You mean I'm fat?"
"Nonononono, It looks really good on you?" This time I punched him.
"Fuck Nor that hurt!"
"GOOD" I slammed the door and left.
"NORWAY BABE COME ON PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!" Annoying Dane.
"I am going to live with Sweden until you learn to stop being an ass. Good bye Denmark, Oh and please do take care of my darling bror while I'm gone."