Denmark laughed, sprawled out on Norway's bed, thinking of the best way for him to prank Norge. "Norge~ Where are you?" The bathroom door creaked open, and Norway walked out. His lips were stunningly pink against his pale skin, deep blue eyes as beautiful as the depths of the ocean. His hair glowed like silver in the dim light, one hand on his stomach. He crawled onto the bed, snuggling up to Denmark, head on his chest. Denmark blinked, Norway was never affectionate. Unless something was wrong. "Denmark, promise not to be mad." Denmark wrapped a protective arm around Norway, "Norge, I could never be mad at you!" Norway's slender form pressed form pressed closer to Denmark, cold skin on Denmark's warm skin. "…I'm pregnant." "…what?" Norway nodded cautiously. "H-how is that even possible? I mean, that's great, but how? I-I'm so confused!" Norway smiled, "April Fools, Danmark." Denmark was quiet, for probably the first time in his life. "…you owe me for this." "I know." "You're paying me back tonight." "Fine."