"Norge!" Denmark hurried up to the other country. "Do you want to come over to my house for dinner?"
"...no." Norway said, continuing to play with Finland and Sweden's puppy, Hanatamago.
"But why not?" Denmark pouted slightly. "I'm a good cook."
"Just don't want to, ok?"
Denmark sighed heavily, pout growing bigger, and he walked away. "Dumme Norge"
Then he spotted Sweden, Finland and Sealand.
"Hey!"
Sweden turned to glare (glance) at Denmark.
"Err..." Denmark's eyebrow twitched. "Do you want to come over to have dinner with me?"
"...." Sweden stared at him a bit longer. "W're b'ssy."
"...right..." Denmark turned to see if at least Iceland wanted to come over.
No success there either. He wasn't even home.
Walking around aimlessly inside of København,he sighed heavily, not really caring about the celebrations of this special day.
It was his day, he wanted to celebrate it with at least one other nordic country.
But he didn't care anymore.
He felt someone pat him on the shoulder, and he glanced at the person behind him.
"N-Norge...?" he looked at the other in something similar to shock. "Wh-why...?"
"Happy birthday, stupid." Norway said, poking him in the side with a rose. "But don't think any big of it. You know I don't care."
Denmark smiled. "Tak, Norge." he said, his smile growing bigger for every second that passed. "Can I get a hug as we-"
"No."
*Dumme = stupid
*Tak = thanks
*København = Kopenhagen
*Fødselsdag = Birthday