-Aftermath, aftermath was something Norway hated to deal with. Cleaning up after a storm or disaster was difficult, but emotional aftermath was by far the worst kind of thing to try to clean up. Norway knew Canada needed time patience and a lot of love but the little nation seemed to have a hard time excepting such things. Norway grabbed a cookie off the plate. Why was this so hard? He didn't know how to get his own child to open up. Hell! Norway barely knew how to open up himself. He almost let out a grumpy huff but was able to hold back. At least Canada knew now, and Norway finally had a bit of a break from uncontrollable memories. He wondered if those episodes would ever go away. Shaking his head, he realized that they may slow but he had magical outbursts since he was small they would never leave.

"Do you like those cookies? It's new recipe." Finland sat down next to him.

"Yeah they're good." Norway answered shortly.

Finland beamed.

"Good I shall put them on the list."

"The list?"

Finland turned red. "Oh it's just a list I keep."

Norway knew something was up with that. Probably, embarrassing. If he had been Denmark he probably would push the matter, but he had more common sense than that.

Finland didn't seem to get the memo that Norway wasn't pushing it because he started to turn redder.

"I Well. You see..You have a habit of being a bit picky so I write down the foodstuffs you like. If you like it, then the others definitely will. This is so awkward. I do it for the others too. Thus when you guys come over I can make sure We have what you like." Finland explained.

Norway shrugged. "That's cool."

Inwardly, Finland cheered. It was hard to get complements from the Nordic. "Thanks."

Finland grabbed one of the cookies. "So I am not gonna lie and not mention that I over heard you and Canada's conversation."

Norway snorted. "I know you yelled at us for cursing."

"Hey. you know I don't like cursing." Finland retorted.

"Yeah sure." They both knew that Finland had a sailor's mouth before he met Sweden but of course everything had changed then. Norway would never admit it but Sweden had actually probably saved the world by meeting Finland. The Swedes quiet nature had calmed Finland's more violent tendencies.

"It makes me think." Finland said.

"About What."

"What it would have been like with Canada back then." Finland said.

Norway sighed. "I have thought about that all lot."

"We where so violent back then. Would he have been able to survive it."

"He survived England and France."

Finland smiled "That he did."

Norway allowed Finland to hug him.

"You did too.."Finland said.

"What?"

"Norge I am smart enough to realize that what England did to you in that forest wasn't the only time they physically hurt you." Finland whispered.

Norway closed his eyes. "Yeah...I just didn't think about it"

"I did." Finland slowly ran his fingers through Norway's hair. "I won't ask you what they did. I just hope they haven't hurt Canada."

Norway sighed he hadn't let anyone just hold him like this for a while, "No, I don't think they ever hit him, but he was like a trophy to them. The way he thinks family is is just so messed up." Norway stood up. "He thinks control is love and I just wish he knew what real love felt like."

Finland looked up at him with understanding. "He will. It will take time but he will. I am going to make sure this Christmas is the best we have."

Norway smiled slightly. "You always out do yourself."

Finland face was determined. "Trust me. I will keep on doing so."

"Sure thing Santa." Norway said teasingly.

The two then headed to the kitchen to finish the marking of dinner.