Norway ran to the car faster than Denmark had saw him excited for anything...ever. Not even when he was sent to the hospital!...Denmark remembered that day well...he and Norway were just talking when a human jumped though the window and stabbed him. Finland called the hospital to carry Denmark (who protected Norway, even though he denys it) and then got in the car. It took about ten minutes before Norway finally got out of the house, and they drove Denmark to get treated...he was sure that it was because Norway couldn't find his shoes (they were right by the door but maybe he just forgot...) or his hair clip fell off, which Denmark had called 'girly' right before the attacker came in.
Anyways, Norway was fully seated and had his seatbelt on in the drivers seat. "And what do you think you're doing?" Denmark asked...mildly amused. "Get your ass in the car or I'm leaving you." Norway ordered, and Denmark obeyed, too shocked to do anything else.
Now...Denmark had been to Norway's home before...it was like the country of old people, where everyone goes SOOOO SLOW. So he was going to drive because...well...Norway was also one hell of a slow driver.
Obviously he's never met a determined Norwegian.
Denmark was positive he could never scream girly, yet with Norway behind the wheel, speeding past everything that moved, he learned a whole new trait. He also learned never to let Norway drive when he was after something...or one. Denmark clutched onto the seatbelt, shutting his eyes for a second when he hears, suddenly, a siren.
Norway curses in his native tounge as he sped up, losing the cop almost instantly. His smiled a devious smile that could rival Russia's as he sped by yet another cop, however this one didn't even bother to follow.
"H-How the hell is this thing going so fast?" Denmark screamed, almost ramming into Norway from the sharp turn he made. "Ever heard of Nitro dumbass? Those two Italians showed it to me, in exchange for using my magic to keep England and France away from them for a month." Denmark felt his stomach drop.
"NITRO? Your using Nitro?" Denmark cried, now completly shocked. This is a whole new side of him I've never seen... He thought, letting out a yelp when his head smacked the side of the window rather hard. But in all honesty, as much as it scared the Dane...it also...well lets just put it blunt. It turned him on. Of course, at the moment he was too busy crying for Norway to slow down to notice.
Meanwhile with the others...Finland was in the middle of ordering at a fastfood resturant while Sweden was playing with Iceland. Iceland giggled innocently when Sweden reached out to pull a straw away from his mouth, and Iceland, now unhappy without the possibly lethal object, grabbed Sweden's finger instead...which shocked him and made him pull back quickly, shocking Iceland as well, leading him to start crying.
Finland giggled at the small sight he just witnessed, as the lady passed him their meal. He went to sit down by the two, where Sweden was trying to make Iceland stop crying by giving his finger back, which eventually worked. He finally got to them, slowly moving Sweden's finger away to replace it with a spoonful of apple sause. Iceland chomped down on the spoon, refusing to let go until every bit of apple sause was gone, and then opened his mouth for more.
While they were eating Sweden was sure he heard a car screech by with multipule cops far behind, but he was thankful that they got off the road when they did. When they finally finished, they got back in the car, strapped Iceland in, and starting driving off, the sun setting behind them. Finland barely registered the faint wind picking up. "Don't go too fast Su-San...we don't want to drive like Denmark right?" Finland joked, however the only one who laughed was Iceland, who was busy being licked to death by Hana.
Finland cleared his throat awkwardly, still not fully used to the Swedish man hovering at his side. Sure they've had wars here and there where they fought together, as well as were vikings not too long ago, but mostly everything he knew about the guy was because Denmark wasn't afraid to ask...and he just happened to overhear. Finland looked at the clock, 9:48PM...still about four more hours of driving to do.
However at their destination lays a very unhappy Norwegian and a petrified Dane. The whole house was over turned, just in case Norway missed an important clue. "I think...they drove...right past here...that or you pass them..." Denmark gasped, feeling the cheap amusment park food trying to reescape his stomach. "Nonsense, I'm sure we didn't pass them...I would of seen their car." Norway hissed. "How could you of...you were going so fast the car couldn't even pick up the speed you were going..." Denmark mumbled, laying down on the soft bed.
His rest was short lived when Norway called one of his magical friends to overturn yet another television. "Fine then. We'll just wait here...If we did pass them they'll be sure to stop here to rest." Norway stated, and Denmark nodded quickly. Anything to stop the norwegian from rampaging again.
...'. But HEY I sorta see Norway as the over protective brother who will KILL for the safety of Iceland...dunno. Next chapter SHOULD be the one where things get tense!...Unless Denmark strikes again -3-
