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PART THREE – THE PREPARATION: THE NORDIC 5

Meanwhile, in Denmark's garage…

Denmark's garage was rather large, and it was cold. Very cold. It also had random pieces of Scandinavian furniture everywhere, as well as Viking gear from "the good ol' days".

"Ok, so me and Finny are gonna sing," Denmark announced. "Right, Finny?"

Finland nodded quickly. "Yep! Eet'll be so much fun!"

"If you say so," Sweden said.

"And Norway and Iceland can totally play guitars or whatever, so Sweden can play the drums. Hey, doesn't he look like a drum sort of guy?"

"I guess," Finland admitted. "Eef you kind of squint a leettle."

"Great!" Appearing satisfied, Denmark leaned back in his Scandinavian wooden chair.

Norway raised his hand.

"Yes, Norway?" the taller Nordic said, calling on him.

"I was just wondering," he began. "What song we'll be singing."

Denmark's eyebrows shot up. "Whoa, I totally forgot about that!"

"I can write a song about puffins and licorice," Iceland offered. "Also, why's it so cold here?"

It was true. Denmark's garage was so cold that Mr. Puffin was frozen to a small puddle on the floor. All of the beautiful Scandinavian furniture was covered in a thin layer of frost, and each Nordic had to wear a large jacket to stay somewhat warm. Except for Denmark, who seemed to be perfectly fine. Strangely.

"I am theenking we could sing a Christmas carol? They're very festive and cheery!" Finland chirped.

"Of course," Norway said. "Because you're Santa Claus. I do not think the rest of us are as fond of the idea."

Sweden rubbed his chin. "Sorry, Finland, but the time is not Christmas. I am not sure we want to play something so out of season."

"We could sing Let it Go!" Norway threw in randomly.

The others just stared at him.

"Norge, American writers wrote that song. And America is on the other team." Iceland explained slowly.

Norway shrugged. "Frozen takes place at my place. Because even Americans realize what a good country I am."

Denmark snorted. "Hey, The Little Mermaid came out way before Frozen."

"If you guys argue about it that way, you're basically saying Germany is the best," Iceland threw in. "Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, anyone? First animated Disney film made."

The other two Nordics stopped glaring at each other for a moment. "Oh, yeah," Denmark realized. "But why do you care?"

Iceland gave a small smile. "I just wanted to prove both of you wrong."

Finland laughed at this. "Nice one, Iceland!"

"Thank you."

"But what are we going to sing? We still have not come to an agreement," Sweden said.

Denmark scratched his head. "Uh… The Free Beer song?"

"I am not theenking that is a real thing," Finland thought aloud.

"Why don't we play a song by a band from my place? They're called Of Monsters and Men, and they're really quite good," Iceland offered.

Sweden looked like he was trying to hold back a smile (gasp!). "If so, we may as well play ABBA."

Denmark groaned. "ABBA is so old! And their songs are so cheesy!"

Sweden stared down his fellow Nordic. "Are you so sure?"

"Uh, maybe not…" Denmark offered him a ha-ha-PLEASE-DON'T-KILL-ME smile.

"Hmph."

Finland decided to step in. "Continuing on… I like Of Monsters and Men. Do you guys like 'Leettle Talks'? I theenk it is very good."

"We could do that, if you want to," Sweden told him.

Iceland did a victory dance in his head, but said aloud, "Sure, sounds good."

Norway reluctantly agreed (he still wanted to sing Let it Go) and Denmark figured Why not? and said yes as well.

"Great!" Denmark exclaimed with a large grin. "Free beers, now?"

"NO!" the other four Nordics shouted in unison.

Sorry! This is the shortest chapter. The rest of them are longer, pinky promise. :)

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- ImaginaryParchment