I Don't Drool On My Letters

by Katya Davidson-Jones

Nordic Wild is bored at home and in the freezing tundras of Scandinavia, so she's now accepting letters. T because I suffer from paranoia.

2. Chapter 2

Dear Nordic Wild,

How are you? I'm Oslo, aka Ingrid Sørensøn or the capital of Norway. Uncle
Denmark was bothering my dad (Norway) so I played my violin in his face and
chased him out lol. Who's the craziest out of the five Nordics?

Love, Oslo :3

Dear Oslo,

I'm fine, though the snow rabbits that I love to devour has been able to escape from me recently. I love their raw flesh (without the fur, of course), it's amazing.

Don't tell your uncle this, but I think I saw him crying. He can be such a baby, that man. As for your question…

Don't tell this to anyone either, but in my opinion, I think Finland's the craziest. He was so scary when his team lost in some human hobby to Denmark's. I think it was called a sport, and a specific one.

With love and rabbit feet, Nordic Wild