The constitution

Living with Sweden wasn't exactly something pleasant. At least not when it was just him and Sweden, alone in the house, completely and utterly alone, no one would have noticed if he disappeared. They hadn't spoken in weeks. Awkward silence filled the room the times they occasionally met. Apart from the muttered 'hello' from Sweden from time to time, Norway didn't hear anyone speak in that period of time.

Sweden didn't want him to go outside of his property. He didn't want to risk him going to his own home and fire up his people to rebellion. Norway snorted quietly at that thought as he looked out the window on his bedroom. Like his people would bother with that yet, they still weren't over the shock of the union with "Söta bror", a rebellion now weren't needed.

One didn't have to rebel either; Norway had had an idea in the back of his mind for a while now anyway. He needed a constitution. Not one like the other countries had; a better one, based on the one France made after the revolution. He'd give the people more rights, nothing like how he'd been ruled ever before. He was going to lead them into the new age.

He checked the hallway outside his room to see if Sweden by any chance thought of sneaking up on him. He didn't exactly want him to know of this plan of his, as much as Norway was against the union, Sweden wanted it. For what reason, Norway had no idea, he wasn't sure is he even wanted to know. Nobody would want to know that they're only a substitute, and to Finland none the less.

Norway closed his door again after reassuring himself that he was still alone, he would have a lot of work to do, it was best to get to it immediately. He sat down on the chair by his small desk at the end of the room, rubbing his arms for some warmth. He'd gotten quite a severe cold during the war, when England had separated him from Denmark and he couldn't trade food with anyone anymore.

"Don't dwell on the past, Norway," he said to himself as he picked up some paper and a pen to write with. "What's been done has been done, there's nothing to do about that. Rather look forward and do something useful." Norway dipped his pen into the old inkwell by the side and placed it at the top of the paper.

'CONSTITUTION for KONGERIKET NORGE.

§1. Kongeriget Norge er et frit, uafhængigt og udeleligt Rige. Dets Regjeringsform er indskrænket og arvelig-monarkisk...'

-Norwegian Boredom-

The sounds of forks clattering against plaits filled the room as he awkward silence continued to stretch. 'How am I to survive with this? Even Denmark's constant blabbing is better than this' Norway frowned ever so slightly as he poked his potatoes. He didn't like admitting it, but he missed the potato head.

"E't y'u'r f'd, Norge." Sweden's voice broke the silence and stopped Norway from mashing another potato. He glanced up briefly only to meet Sweden's disapproving stare, keeping his emotionless mask Norway looked down at his food again, cutting up the potato once more and ate a bite, chewing it slowly. He could see Sweden nod slightly from the corner of his eye, pleased with himself.

"I'll be leaving soon" Norway said quietly, setting his jaw and embracing himself for the onslaught that was sure to come.

"Nej, y'r not." Sweden sat back in his chair as he wiped his mouth clean, having finished his meal. The tone of his voice left no opening for any reply Norway may have come up with. "Y're go'ng t' st'y h're"

Norway's eyes widened slightly in surprise before he frowned, pursing his lips in a thin line as he weighed down Sweden's words. Had he really no intention of letting him go? Was he stuck with Sweden for the rest of his life now? Norway didn't understand it, he had written a constitution but still had to be in the union? 'You haven't told him about it, idiot,' a voice in the back of his head berated as the silence between Sweden and him stretched.

Of course, he wouldn't be free if no one knew of the damn thing. He opened his mouth to tell the Swede, but not one sound came out. He tried to force out a sound, but something choked him. Was he really afraid to tell Sweden about what he'd done? It wasn't even that big of a deal.

Come on Norway, hold your head high, take a deep breath and go for it... Now! "I wrote a const-"

"Yo' d'dn't wr'te 'nyth'ng." Sweden's voice cut him off as he stood up, leaving his plate as he walked down the long table to Norway's end. Norway had to crane his neck to look the tall nation in the eyes as he stood before him, looking as intimidating as ever. "Y'u h'ar m'? N'th'ng."

Norway stood up quickly, squaring up to Sweden as he glared up at him angrily. "I did. So you'll have to let me free now." Even though Norway was standing as tall as he was, he wasn't tall enough to look as intimidating as he had wanted. Still, he ignored the fact that the Swede was still towering over him and hissed in the man's face, "I wrote the damn thing, and you better let me get my freedom now."

"Men fan da, Norje!" Norway took a startled step back as Sweden yelled, actually yelled at him. The man was fuming angrily and walked up to Norway again, closing the gap that had been created between them when Norway stepped back. "J'st b'c'us y'u m'de a c'nstit't'on d'en't m'an th't I h'ave t' ackn'wledg' 't "

Norway stared at Sweden in shock, he'd been so sure that he'd get his freedom now that he didn't even think about the fact that Sweden could just ignore it. "What?" The Norwegian blinked slowly as Sweden kept up his dark glare, to Norway, he seemed to grow, and looming even higher over him as reality struck him. He wasn't getting his freedom back; Sweden had no intention of letting him go. What was he supposed to do now?

To Be Continued

Translation: "Men fan da, Norge" Uhh.. difficult to translate, something similar to "Damn it. Norway"

Second chapter is here. Please tell me what you think, and if you have any ideas that you would like me to include, it would be very helpful. And if you fav the story, could you please write some words in a review? Just 'good' or 'needs to be trashed' is enough. But please point out what you think I should work with if you mean I'm bad at it. Thank you.

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