"Alright," Tyra said getting the attention of the five Nordics, "Everybody gets a can of beer."
"Are we playing a drinking game?" Mathis asked excited, "because we all know I'm going to win."
"Kinda," she said handing everyone a can from the six pack in the fridge, "we're going to drink, but were not going to see how can drink the most."
"Well, it is a drinking game," Tyra explained, "but we're not going to see who can drink the most; were going to see whose beer last the longest.
"How?" asked a confused Icelandic.
"Easy: the games is called 'I never'; you take a sip every time you did what the other person says you didn't. I'll start off: I never got a boner," the blonde female said smirking.
At that moment, all but one male turned red in the face as they took a sip of beer from their can.
Mathis, the one that was still pale faced from not blushing, declared, "I'm next! I never…had phone sex."
All but one of the six stayed still. Awkwardly, the Norwegian male placed his can of beer to his lips and took a sip from it.
"Woah," everyone else, but Mathis who was smiling, said.
"Ummm….I never bit my finger nails," Lukas said trying to hide the blush on his face and keep the game going.
As the game wore on, the six learned more about what the other five have and haven't done from teepeaing some other country's house to masturbating in public.
"I never…had a one night stand," Emil said plainly while Tyra, Mathis, and Lukas took a sip of their beer.
"Wow Tyra," Tino said surprised, "I would have never excepted that from you, Mathis and Lukas yes, but never you."
"You calling me a whore?" Tyra said defensivly.
"No it's just-"
"I'm only kidding Tino," Trya said laughing, "but since you put it that way; I never had a boy kiss me," she said taking a sip of her beer.
"But that doesn't count!" Tino exclaimed in defense.
"Tino, I have photographic proof and unless you want me to send this to Hungary you better drink you beer like Belward and I."
The Finnish man did as he was told as the Swedish man uttered the words, "It's okay wife."
"So wait," Mathis asked, "you can say you never did things even if you did?"
"Yepp."
"In that case," the Danish man stated cockily, "I never kissed a girl." And with that he gulped down his beer and smiled.
"What the hell, Mathis!" Tyra semi shouted, "You're only supposed to take a sip."
"I did," he replied in a 'matter-of-fact' tone, "one for every girl I kissed."
Tyra sighed as she took a sip of her beer too causing Mathis' eyes to widen.
"Tyra, you kissed a girl?"
"I took a sip, didn't I?"
"Please tell me you have pictures!"
"I'm not telling," she said laughing and turned her head to the other Nordis that were drinking their beer. Well, all but one. "Emil, is your beer warm or something?" she asked.
"No," he responded quietly.
"Then why aren't you drinking any?" she asked until she put two and two together and blurted, "Oh my god, you never kissed a girl."
The white haired male blushed at her sudden outburst. "Ummm…."
"Awww," Mathis teased, "how sad. Ice never had his first kiss."
"Don't be mean to Emil," Tyra said going up to the Icelandic and hugging him, "I think it's cute that he hasn't kissed any one and become a man-whore like someone."
"Hey!" Mathis yelled only to be ignored.
"It's okay Emil," Tyra said looking into the Icelandic's blue eyes, "I hope that whoever the first girl you kiss is special."
And with that, Emil leaned forward and pressed his lips against the blonde girl in front of him. The kiss was sweet, simple, and short. As the white haired male pulled away, he smirked at the blonde girl's blush and drank the last of his beer.
"I'm all out and I had the last bit of beer," he said flirtatiously, "what do we play now?