Denmark opened the curtains, revealing a beautiful day outside. It was so nice! Maybe later, he'd have a beer! (or five…)
In the meantime, Mathias decided to clean the car.
Grabbing a bucket and sponge he made his way out to the garage. Wait, where was that fluid shit he needed? Oh, it was under the sink… Oh, ok. He went back inside, picked up a mug and filled it with the blue car cleaner. Just as Denmark was about to go outside, he heard a knock at the door.
He opened it only to have Finland push Sealand inside saying, "You're our last resort, take him!"
And with that, he stalked off, before calling back over his shoulder, "Byeee sweetheart!~ Oh, and Denmark? Don't fuck it up!" Tino turned sassily and left Denmark alone with his worst nightmare… babysitting Sealand! *insert dramatic music here*
"Uh, so I had shit planned for today, soooo…. Don't do anything I wouldn't do. Okay? Okay."
Denmark left to do whatever the hell he was doing. What was he doing again? Oh, yeah! Cleaning the car.
Denmark went back to the kitchen to fetch the car cleane-. Oh shit! Oh shit! Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuck! He drank it, he drank it! Shit! What am I gonna do?
Sealand turned to look at him, cup in hand, with glazed over eyes. "Drink blblue stuff! It'll quench ya! Nuthin's quenchier! It's the quenchiest!"
I… am so fucked… Mathias reached over to the phone to call Finland. He stared at Peter, who was doing some sort of… dance on the floor.
Ok, this is the best thing I've ever seen… Maybe we should just leave him… Let's just leave him, and see where this goes!

Denmark smirked slightly as he spread some peanut butter on bread. Sealand was on the balcony outside, kinda spinning round and looking at his hands. Mathias sauntered over to the door. "Hey kid, do you want some snacks?"
Sealand murmured something incoherent and started spinning round again. Denmark sniggered as he walked off.

Peter sat on the stairs, hugging his backpack and rocking back and forth. "Take it easy little lady, I'm sure whoever built this knows what they're doing…" Sealand did some sort of… laugh thing and continued rocking back and forth.

Sealand was now shouting at Denmark's cat. "You've killed us all!" The poor cat hissed at him. "Oooh!"
Denmark took a sip of his coffee and ate some of his sandwich. This was absolutely hilarious…

Sealand opened a big yellow umbrella that he had found. "Giant mushroom… Maybe it's friendly!" He cheered, spinning it round.
Denmark jogged over. "Nononono" He took it off Peter and opened it and closed it a few times, 'cus that's just who he was. Sealand reached for it. "Mushy giant friend!"
"No. We're putting it away, we're putting it away!"

"Uwaa!" Sealand took off his shoe. "AAAAAH!" He began beating the air with it!"
Denmark came running out. "There's nothing there, there's nothing there! Okay, okay. You know what? That's enough. That's enough." He said.
"I SET FIRE, TO THE DANE! WATCH HIM BURN, AS I PUNCH HIS FACE!"
"We're going inside!" Denmark started to drag Sealand inside. "Who have you been hanging out with lately? I bet Norway taught you that one, didn't he?"

Denmark sat Peter down at the table. He handed him a bottle of Lucozade. "Now you got a bottle. Sober up! I'll be back to check on you later…"

Tino knocked on the door. "Hiiiiiii!" Denmark leaned on the door.
"Oh my God, what did you do?"
"It's not what I did, you just raised a stupid kid…"

R.I.P Denmark

Don't mess with Mama Tino.