Norway wasn't over the fact that the Iceland look-alike slapped his face. It really hurt, as it was a hard slap as well.
Norway went to his room, and then got his book of magic spells. He cast a healing spell, to make his face feel better. It worked.
After a few minutes of meditation, Norway goes to Finland's room to talk about what just happened.
"Something's very wrong with Iceland... he shouted at Denmark earlier today. Afterwards, he and Denmark apparently got into a fight and then he knocked out Denmark with a gun. He also had blood on his face, and a knife. When I asked him about it, he slapped me in the face... this isn't usual for him..."
"Wait... whose blood!?" Finland jumped up with concern.
"Presumably Denmark's blood. He also had a bloody knife... thankfully, he was still breathing... but I didn't see any blood on his clothes, nor his face... I'm afraid he was going to kill Denmark... maybe Iceland had enough of Denmark..."
"Oh my gosh! You mean... Iceland might've gone psycho?"
"I think so... I would've never imagined such a thing like that would happen, but it happened... it's so tragic... I'm scared... I hope Denmark is OK..."
"I'll go have a talk with Iceland..."
Finland leaves his room, and goes downstairs and enters Iceland's room. However, he was napping, and his face was completely clean. There weren't any guns and knives nearby. Finland goes back upstairs.
"So what were the results?" Norway asked, curiously.
"He was napping, and there wasn't any blood on his face..."
"He must've cleaned it off his face... but where was Denmark's body?"
"I have absolutely no idea..."
"I'll go have a talk with him later, when he wakes up."
A few hours later, only Finland, Iceland and Norway were at the dinner table. Sweden was still opening her new furniture store, and goodness who knew what happened to Denmark when that Iceland look-alike took him...
Finland kept on looking at Iceland.
"Hey. This house has been quieter ever since I shouted at Denmark... what happened?" Iceland asked.
"Stop lying to me, Iceland. I know what you did to him..." Norway told Iceland. "But tell me, why did you do that to him? That doesn't seem like you at all..."
"What did I do again? I was just napping."
"You had a gun and a knife. Did you hurt Denmark?" Norway's face looked a bit concerned now, rather than angry.
"No! Even if he's annoying, I wouldn't hurt him at all! He's our brother!"
"And what was that blood on your face? Where did it come from?"
"What? I never had blood on my face..."
"Stop lying to me, it's getting annoying..."
"I'm telling the truth, I swear!"
"Then who else could it be? I even got a PICTURE of it!"
Norway showed the picture of the Iceland look-alike holding an unconscious Denmark by the back of his shirt.
"Oh... my goodness... he looks exactly like me, except he looks... more evil..." Iceland was still glancing at the picture of his look-alike. "The same violet eyes, the same white hair... the same... everything."
"So... that isn't you?" Finland questioned him. "How do we know that?"
"I was asleep at the time. How would I be able to do something like that in my sleep?"
"Alright, then who do you think it is? He looked too much like you..."
"I think I might know... but I'm not sure for now..."
Eventually, everyone finishes their dinner. Finland goes upstairs to his room, while Norway and Iceland go to the living room for a talk.
"I'm not the type of person who hits people... he seems familiar, however..."
"He had the exact same voice..."
"Hold on, the same exact voice?! Oh goodness..."
"What is it?"
"It can't be true... I was suspecting it... this whole time."
"Hmm... tell me, I'm curious."
Suddenly, the door opened. It was Sweden, who was tired after opening a new furniture store. She just casually walks to the couch next to Norway and Finland and then sprawls over it.
"OK, let's go somewhere else..." Finland whispered to Norway. "I am scared..."