Smells like love~

~Denmark ending~

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Tba- *has a huge bump on her head* *to England* remind me why you hit me?

England- for making my life a living hell for about 10 chapters.

Tba-…. So… your saying you don't like people saying you're cute and stuff?

England- blush* huh? W-well… I… OF COURSE NOT! GUYS AREN'T CUTE!

Denmark- come-on don't embarrass England. *smile* that's my job.

Tba- *wave* sure sure. *hands him keys* there's a cottage in the woods, I made sure no one will be around for at least two weeks. Have fun you two.

England- WHAT?

Denmark- Thanks! We will! *throws England over his shoulder and grabs the keys*

England- hitting Denmark's back* Put me down this instant! Do you hear me? You don't have to do what she says! She-she… SHE'S EVIL!

Tba- waving goodbye* Bye!~

England- When I get back you are DEAD!

Tba- sweat drop* uh well… have a nice time! Make sure you stay the entire two weeks!

Denmark- smile* well, I'll keep him busy.

England- keep me… busy?

Tba- see you in two weeks! *to readers* I view Denmark as the type of guy who doesn't really get embarrassed or nervous very much, and isn't the type to 'read the atmosphere.' He means well of course, he just 'leaps before he thinks.'

Well, that's my um… impression of him anyways. You're free to think differently.

* It's a joke of sort. Cause it means you do things without thinking about it, but you just know/ just do it.

Doing it on impulse means you don't think, you just get an urge to do something and or feel something.

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~edit: i said I would complete the story, and i have. Sure it took me a while...

But, if it wasnt for you guys, I probably wouldnt have. So...

Thanks.

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England sighed and watched the clouds go by slowly.

He had gotten out of the ballroom without anyone noticing but… He looked around him, 'no one's here…'

He sighed again, 'maybe… it was a prank?'

"Why you moping for?"

England turned around, surprised to see Denmark behind him.

Even more by the way Denmark was dressed.

He wore a long black coat, a crimson vest and black trousers.

Under the vest, he wore a slightly lighter red shirt with a black tie over the vest.

He didn't look all that different from his usual wear but…

"Hey England? You okay?" Denmark said waving his right hand in front of England's face. His left hand held his trademark axe.

"T-they let you bring that in here?"

Denmark smiled, "I had Su hold it for me, got a fake one, convinced the guys, and swapped back."

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"Why are you wearing those clothes?"

"Huh? These? Well, I got bored searching so I told Nor to find one. But he didn't want to, and then Fin said he'll do it instead, but Su got mad, so he ended up ordering two things. This for me, and something for Su. And-"

"Please stop talking." England said rubbing his head.

"Hahahaha, looks like you're back to your old self." He patted England on the back, "Knew you'd come around."

England stumbled and turned to glare at him, "No need to hit me that hard. What would you do if I fell?"

Denmark thought for a moment, "Um… I'd throw myself off and catch you?"

England was about to yell at him when what Denmark said sank in.

His face turned red, "Don't be stupid! You'd get hurt too!"

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"Yeah, but as long as you're okay, I don't mind.' He grinned, "Think of it as scars from a fight. Totally worth it!"

England huffed and turned away, his hands crossed over his chest, "Idiot."

Denmark poked England's back. "Aw come on. I was trying to cheer you up."

"Who said I needed cheering up?"

"It was um… instinct?"*

"You mean impulse?"

"No… I think its instinct. I mean, if you saw someone who was sad, wouldn't you want to go cheer them up too?"

"I'm pretty sure that's impulse."

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"See, you're back to your normal self!"

"No help from you."

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Denmark smiled, "Well, being gloomy isn't like you."

"How would you know?"

Denmark scratched his head, "well, I did ask America, France, Spain and uh… Ca… ca… starts with a C…"

"Cambodia?"

"No, not Cambodia."

"Ca... ca… oh right! Canada!"

"Who? Oh right, Matthew."

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England paused, "Exactly what did they say?"

"Huh?"

"C-cause if they said something about me like how I used to …N-never mind! Everything they say is a lie! An absolute lie!"

"And the fact you've been getting letters from a secret admirer?"

"Li- Wait, what? Where did you hear that?"

Denmark thought for a moment, "uh…. I was walking… and I saw Belarus outside your house…"

"She was saying something like… 'England got another letter' and was plotting to put a bear trap in your garden…"

Denmark smiled, "Don't worry, I disabled them."

'Good to know…'

"What were you doing by my house anyway?"

Denmark scratched his head, "huh? Oh I was sort of… um…"

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Denmark smiled, "well, I was planning on waiting for you there and… telling you something."

"Tell me what?"

"I like you."

"…."

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England blinked, "Denmark, you… like me?"

Denmark laughed, "Yeah. Remember when we first me?"

England frowned, "Yes, it wasn't exactly the best experience."

Denmark gave him a small smile, "Sorry about that. Really."

England sighed, "It's fine."

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"Anyway, I think, I might have fallen for you then. You were kinda cute." Denmark laughed, "And well, I did get to know you a little better after all that fighting."

England huffed, "I remember you causing me a lot of trouble."

Denmark laughed, "Yeah, we were young then huh?"

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"So uh… what do I do now?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I said I like you… we supposed to ride off into the sunset or something?"

England blushed, "don't be ridiculous! What makes you think I'd do something like that?"

"Uh… you know… movies…"

"You got that from a movie?"

"My ideas from the movies too."

"I'm not sure if I should be sad or pity you."

"But they worked." Denmark pointed out.

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England crossed his hands over his chest, "yes well… It's only because it's you. It wouldn't work if someone else did it."

Denmark smiled, "So, is that a yes?"

England pretended to think about it, "I don't know… you are.. a bit.."

England laughed when he saw Denmark looked serious. "I'm joking. Didn't you tell me to stop being so serious?"

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Denmark hugged England and swung him around, "I promise to make you happy!"

England blushed, "P-put me down!"

Denmark put him down, and then smirked.

"Why are you smiling?"

"I'm about to relieve my Viking days!"

England paled and backed away. "No! Absolutely not!"

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Denmark ignored him and carried him over his shoulder. England dropped his cane on the ground.

"Denmark!"

"You're really light, you know that?"

England hit Denmark's back, "Let me down! What if someone sees this?"

"Well, then they know you're mine." Denmark started heading back into the ballroom.

"DENMARK!"

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Denmark made sure that

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England put his suitcases down and looked around at the cabin.

"Why am I here again?"

Denmark looked up from carrying fishing gear and two suitcases .

"Well, I wanted to spend some time with you."

"More like you want anyone else to get near me."

Denmark laughed, "you caught me. But I have a reason. I mean France…"

England huffed, "You don't have to worry about France."

Denmark smiled, "So, it's just me?"

England blushed, "I-I never said that!" He turned around and stomped off to check out the bed rooms.

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Denmark smiled, "Haha. It's so fun to tease him." He opened up one of his suitcases and saw a scarf on top of his clothes.

The scarf had the same design of his flag, there was a note beside it.

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I knew it was you.

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England

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Denmark put the scarf on.

He laughed, "I wasn't really good at hiding it huh?"

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"WHY IS THERE ONLY ONE BEDROOM?"

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Denmark laughed, "Because I didn't rent the two bedroom one."

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~The End~