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Chapter 8: Denmark X Norway

Norway sighed at the meeting room. Romania was hosting the meeting and wanted to use magic to make the room cool looking to keep people from getting bored. He demanded for Norway's help.

"Are you sure this is the right spell," Norway sighed as he chanted over his ingredients.

"YES! Now when the smoke appears help me spread it around so it'll make the room filled with special effects," he cried.

Norway sighed again knowing this couldn't go well. He was proven right three seconds later when some freakishly buff and tall monster appeared instead of smoke and cool effects. It almost looked human but it had horns under it's human like nose and spikes down it's head and back. It also had a snake like tail and no pupils in it's eyes.

"You got it wrong," he deadpanned as it screeched angrily.

"DISTRACT IT WHILE I FIND A WAY TO SEND IT BACK," he cried opening his spell book.

Norway rolled his eyes then focused on the beast trying to run out. He blocked its path.

'Maybe it'll be friendly," he pondered.

It immediately tried to stab him with the sword in it's hand. He dodged it and used his magic to summon his sword from his house. He blocked the next blow scowling.

'So much for nice,' he thought annoyed. 'Why am I always pulled into this shit?!'

He dodged a thrust and countered it. Romania was flipping through pages and freaking out on the inside.

'I'm so dead! I'm so fucking dead! Denmark always knows when Norway is in trouble somehow and he'll be here any moment and kill me after he kills this beast! Because he'll know I was the one that summoned it! Damn it,' Romania ranted in his head.

He peered back to see how Norway was holding up and saw his right shoulder bleeding heavily from a thrust slicing his shoulder when he was dodging the thrust. He knew he was definitely going to be in the hospital for letting Denmark's precious boyfriend get hurt. Norway countered a blow looking pissed. His moments were just as strong and fluent as they were in his Viking days. Probably because he still practices his sword skills a lot. He didn't like relying on guns he liked swords much better. The beast was sporting several bleeding wounds already. Romania was relieved Norway was winning the battle so far. He went back to flipping through spells quickly.

Norway blocked another slash with his sword then his eyes widened as a fist slammed into his ribs and they made a sickening crack before he went flying back from the force of the blow. He grunted when his body slammed into someone else's. They even went skidding back from the force. He peered up and saw the sword coming flying in ready to stab him in the face. His sword was across from him out of his reach. He used his magic to summon it back to his hand but still it'd be too late. Blood splattered on his face and the tip barely touched his nose. The sword was through a forearm.

"Off all the damn times to not have my axe," Denmark grumbled wincing.

"Denmark," Norway said startled as the sword was pulled out and he grabbed his hand looking at the wound panicked.

"It's fine. I'm taking this though," he said stealing his sword as he moved in front of him protectively.

"NO! YOU'RE HURT I WON'T LET YOU," he cried latching onto his arm. "I CAN HANDLE IT! YOU'RE BEING RECKLESS! STOP," he cried as his heart thundered.

"Maybe but I refuse to stand back and let you be hurt," he said blocking a blow.

"SAME FOR ME IDIOT," he roared.

"Then summon my axe and we'll fight together alright," he smiled brightly at him.

Norway nodded shakily as Denmark fought with the beast and he summoned the axe quickly. They traded immediately and pressed side to side. They were both in a rage now that the person they loved was hurt. Romania cowered and continued looking for a spell as the psycho couple was fighting the beast. They were both so protective of each other. He had never heard Norway yell until now. He was clearly worried about his boyfriend. He found the spell he needed to send it back and quickly said it. The beast disappeared and their evil gazes locked onto him. He screamed running and they chased him.

"Why are you pouting? You need to rest and you know it so don't pout about it," Denmark said later smiling at his cute pouty boyfriend laying in bed.

"So do you. I don't need you giving me dinner in bed. You didn't have to cook!"

"Well you're hurt worse. Your shoulder needed stitched and four ribs are broken," he chided.

"Your arm got ran through! Your wound is worse," Norway denied.

"Not in my eyes it's not," he smiled gently as he set the plate in his lap.

Norway scowled at him and he chuckled sitting down by him with his own food. They ate in silence and put the plates on the nightstand. Norway scooted over and pressed into him. His arms wrapped around his waist as he hid his face into Denmark's chest. Denmark wrapped his arms around him smiling hugely.

"Nor. I'm really alright."

"I know but still," he murmured. "I don't like you hurt. It upsets me."

"I know. But I would never forgive myself if I stood back and didn't protect you. You mean so much to me."

"Love you," he mumbled into his chest as his face was burning.

"I love you too cutie," he laughed cuddling him closer earning a growl and a swat of embarrassment. "Norway," he cooed.

Norway finally looked up like he wanted. Denmark lowered his face and kissed him gently. After their lips parted he pressed his forehead against his smiling. Norway wouldn't meet his eyes as his cheeks stayed pink. He still got flustered easily when it came to Denmark.

"Let's make a deal. Both of us are sure to rest and we'll take care of each other. So no worries ok?"

"Deal," Norway said after a moment earning another kiss as Denmark toppled them both over and covered up so they could go to sleep.

It was usually like this with the pair. They worried over the other when they were hurt or sick. They were very protective over each other. Most of all they wanted to take care of each other. This was their routine and nothing will ever change it.

I did it! I uploaded on time! It's been such a long day and I just couldn't think of anything to write so I kind of improvised. I hope it turned out well. It took me forever to come up with something!