"Ve, Sweden, are these yours?"
Sweden couldn't see the owner of the voice, but it could only be Italy Veneziano. He squinted at the blur before giving up, shrugging, and mumbling, "I can't see..."
"Here~!" Italy put Sweden's glasses on. "Is that better?"
Sweden nodded; now he could see everything as more than a vague blur of various colors. He stood, no longer apprehensive of getting any further from the ground than he was in his seated position. Fortunately, he hadn't been seriously injured when he fell down the stairs. Still, he grumbled to himself, "I'm going t' kill that Dane..."
"This means war!" a certain annoying Dane announced. "Team Viking! Who's with me?"
Norway and Sweden, the other two former Vikings, stared at him in a way that shouted louder than their words could, "Heck no."
Romano responded with a swear of "Vaffanculo," which Denmark took to mean no.
"... Team IKEA?" Sweden asked.
"I'm with Sweden," Finland decided.
"Anything other than Denmark," Norway agreed.
"Ve, sounds fun!" Italy smiled.
"I agree with Norway. Anything is better than that damn Dane," Romano admitted.
Everyone turned to stare at Iceland, who stuck another piece of licorice in his mouth and asked, "What? Did you expect me to do something?"
This was met with a collective shrug.
"So, one on five, huh? Fair enough, since I'm the King of Scandinavia!" Denmark grinned. "I'm gonna own you all!"
"Keep t'lling yourself that," Sweden replied. "You're going d'wn."
Denmark left to make plans without anyone on Team IKEA observing. Everyone else stayed put to discuss ways to get revenge.
"Saran wrap on the doorframe?" Norway suggested after a while.
"Toothpaste Oreos?" Finland proposed.
"What about brownies?"
"Brownies?" Everyone stared at Italy, wondering if he had any idea what a prank was.
"Si... Brown Es! Take a brown piece of paper, cut out the letter E, put it in a pan and cover it with foil!" Italy smiled.
"... Not bad. Go ahead," Sweden agreed.
Italy hummed and skipped off, Romano following to make sure he didn't screw up.
"Finland... T'thpaste Oreos?" Sweden asked.
Finland nodded.
"I'll get Denmark's toothpaste," Norway offered. "Finland, get the Oreos." He left without another word to carry out his task, which required going up to the room he and the Dane were sharing to find his stuff. He walked into the room and saw his own suitcase on the bed. And completely covered with several layers of plastic wrap.
Of course it was too much to hope that Denmark could have just quietly disappeared without causing trouble.
"... I really hate that guy sometimes."
=^w^=
Denmark laughed to himself, wondering if Norway had found his wrapped-up suitcase yet. After he had done the deed, he quietly slipped off to some random room downstairs to be as far away as possible. He knew that nobody else could possibly get blamed, but he wasn't going to make himself be easy to prank. Feeling that he deserved something for how well he pulled that off, he snuck to the kitchen, where he immediately saw a baking pan covered by aluminum foil. Approaching it, he saw a note on top reading "Brownies for Team IKEA only!"
Heh, why not? He picked up the entire pan and returned to the room he had made his base before lifting the foil… And staring at the brown Es.
"I really should have seen this coming," he muttered under his breath. "But hey, I can't let them have all the fun with this." He removed all the Es and hid them before turning the note over, writing his own message, and replacing the pan and note on the kitchen counter. "This, I've got to see their reaction to!" he thought aloud.
A/N: Yay, snow days and time to write~ Alliances have been formed, but you know some of them won't last. Ideas welcome, but please, review even if you don't think you have anything interesting to say! I always love hearing your opinions :3 Thanks to everyone who has reviewed/favorited/followed! (These chapters just keep getting shorter... I'm sorry!)
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