Is it too much?
Chapter 2
Finland sits in the Nordic house in his room. He has spend all day shaking his head and waving his knife. That's his way objecting to Sweden's stupid dinner party plans. He's hosting one in a week. Some sort of Nordic celebration thing, everybody is invited.
Finland hates dinner parties. He only shows up because of the free booze. And maybe she will be there. Maybe they could drink, maybe they could dance, maybe they could even talk. No! That would be to much.
I could write her a letter, Finland thinks. He looks around and realises he don't have any paper or pencils. He decides to steal some paper and a pencil from Sweden. He leaves the room.
Outside of his room Finland sneaks across the hall to Sweden's room. He places his ear against the wooden door. He can hear Sweden snoring through the door. He remembers Sweden is a heavy sleeper and decides to take the risk.
He gently opens the door. It doesn't creak. Finland carefully walks in. His heart is pumping. Sweden is lying in his bed snoring. Finland sneaks over to Sweden's desk. He quickly grabs some sheets of paper and a pencil.
A marker is lying on the desk. Finland can't resist the temptation. He grabs the marker and quietly walks over to the sleeping Sweden. He opens the marker and draws a large moustache on Sweden's face. He sniggers evilly. He places the marker at the desk and leaves the room.
Back in his room Finland places himself on his bed. He takes the paper and the pencil and starts writing. "Dear Lady Germany" He starts. No, it sounds to formal!, Finland thinks. He takes another sheet of paper.
Finland starts writing. Yet again, he is unsatisfied. He tears it up and starts over. Again and again. Finland is surprised, he has any paper left. Then, finally, he has found the perfect words: "To Lady Germany. I hope you come to Sweden's party. We can meet there. Finland." Now I just need to give it to her, Finland thinks.
The door opens. Denmark enters the room. "Perkele!" Finland mutters. He should've locked the door.
"We're eating now. It's Iceland and Norway, who's cooking, so it's probably fishy sheep balls. Wait! What is that?" Denmark asks as he notices the paper, Finland is holding in his hands.
Finland shakes his head and waves with his knife, but Denmark isn't scared. He walks towards Finland. He reaches out to grab the paper, but Finland immediately stuffs the paper in his mouth. Finland chews and swallows.
Finland takes his knife. He waves is rapidly. He points at Denmark and then the door. Denmark gets the point and hurriedly leaves.
Finland looks around for another sheet of paper, but he has used all of them. Perkele!
A/N Interesting. I think, Finland has a crush. Sister Sweden will not be amused.