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Chapter Four : Change

The silence that followed was obvious. Denmark was starting to get uncomfortable and the man that had escorted her to the room had already left. She thought the other Nordics might be surprised, she knew that the previous Denmark was a guy, but she didn't think they'd just stare at her for so long. She awkwardly scratched the back of her neck and then cleared her throat. That seemed to do the trick to snap the guys out of their silence. All of them started clearing their throats and looking away at the same time, except for one of them. She was pretty sure it was Norway, but she could be wrong, her memories of people and other nations were pretty blurry.

The nation wearing light blue, it was Finland – wasn't it, spoke up first, "Hello Denmark! Why don't you come sit down?" The man motioned to the chair next to him. Denmark smiled and smoothed out the seat of her skirt before she took the seat that was offered to her. After that he suggested something else, "Hmm! How about we introduce ourselves, you're probably wondering who we all are."

Denmark shrugged, "Well, I recognize you all, but I'm afraid I might have your names a little jumbled up."

The nation in blue smiled, "Ok! Well, I'm Finland." Denmark smiled; she had been right on who Finland was. Denmark looked at the man sitting next to Finland, he was wearing glasses and was almost scary, Denmark was sure that he wasn't actually scary though. He introduced himself as Sweden, well it sounded more like Sw'd'n to Denmark, but she knew what he was saying. Next was the young one, from the looks of him, the white hair and all, she thought that this had to be Iceland. Iceland didn't make eye contact with her, and didn't say anything other than his name.

That meant the last man sitting at the table had to be Norway. Denmark had a strange, nagging feeling residing in the back of her head about Norway, but she couldn't pinpoint what that feeling meant or why it was there. The stoic man introduced himself in a similar fashion to Iceland, didn't say much other than his name.

Silence once again fell onto the group of nations, none of them really knowing what to say next. All of the guys had questions for Denmark, but none of them wanted to speak up and ask their question. After a few more minutes of the awkward silence, Sweden spoke up, "So, D'nmark. Do you r'lly not r'memb'r us?"

The other three nations turned their eyes to the girl, that was the question that had floated to the top of their heads after Denmark had mentioned not being sure of who they were. The Nordics had a lot of history together, and it would be different if one of them had just forgotten it all. Denmark shook her head, "I remember everything that has to do with the Kingdom of Denmark. Economic history, old unions, alliances, rivalries, I remember all of that stuff. I remember everything from the beginning of it all."

Norway asked the next question, "Well, if you remember all of the old unions then why couldn't you remember who we were?"

Denmark had an answer for his question, "I just said my memory was fuzzy. When I think about the past it's like watching it on a television, it's like I'm there, but I'm not there at the same time. And a lot of it is cut out. When it comes to the unions, I just remember the moment the union was formed and the moment when it was dissolved. I don't remember anything in-between."

Sweden hummed to himself before glancing at Norway and asked the question he knew the Norwegian wanted to ask, "So, you don't r'memb'r any of the p'rson'l things. D'nmark's casual relati'nships or anythin'?"

Denmark shook her blonde head, "No, I don't remember anything about friendships or relationships he had. I don't have any of Mister Denmark's personal memories. Those got to be kept private."

Sweden nodded, "Pr'bly for the best. Let th' man keep his mem'ries."

Norway didn't know how to feel about this. Part of him was glad that she didn't remember their relationship. It made it a lot less awkward between the two of them. Norway was also a bit upset, because he had all of these memories, but no one to share them with. It just made the realization set in that the Denmark he knew really was gone.

And then Denmark spoke up, "Okay all of this deep conversation stuff is giving me a headache. Anyone up for getting a beer?" She flashed the guys a sparkling smile and pointed to the door. Norway rolled his eyes internally because some things hadn't changed.

Finland laughed, "Sure Denmark, that sounds like a good idea, a more casual setting might be better for us to get to know each other."

Denmark jumped out of her chair and smiled again, "Okay slowpokes let's get a move on!" But right as she reached the door she stopped and turned to the guys. "Wait a second," she started, "Okay…so I may know the layout of Copenhagen like the back of my hand, but I actually don't know of any good places to go get a drink. Do any of you guys know where to get a drink around here?"

Finland and Sweden shook their heads; they had only gone out for drinks in Copenhagen a couple of times before. And they couldn't remember where they had gone. Iceland just shrugged; he had never gone to a bar in Denmark before. All eyes turned to Norway who nodded, "Yeah," he said, "I know of a place."

Denmark's eyes lit up, "Awesome! Well Norway you get to lead the way!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him up next to her.

Norway led the group to a small, hidden bar. This was where Denmark had always taken him to go drinking, and Denmark had mentioned multiple times that it had been his favorite bar. Of course, Norway didn't let anyone else in the group know this.

The five countries entered the bar and Denmark said, "I think I'm gonna like this place! Good pick Nor!" The group picked a secluded table in the back of the bar for them to continue their conversation at.

A man came up to the table and asked them all what they wanted to drink. All of them ordered a simple beer except for Iceland, who just wanted a glass of water. Within a couple of minutes the server returned with their drinks and the second Denmark got hers she had downed three-fourths of the glass in one go.

She slammed her glass on the table and looked at the guys who were all staring at her with wide eyes, "Whoo. You guys have no idea how bad I've been wanting a beer."