N O N S E N S E V E R S E

by Antonia Stark-Bondevik

Denmark's jaw dropped, watching old memories of himself and a much younger Norway, who was only three in human years when he had been found by Denmark and Sweden. He was a very different person then, the boy in the memories shocked Iceland and Finland to the core. Norway was laughing. The Nordics explore a brave new world...Norway's mind. And discover who he really is...

10. In Which Iceland Learns the Truth

Chapter Ten- In Which Iceland Learns the Truth

The third door. Iceland's, the cooled blue flag printed so diligently.

What one would expect- and, indeed, what Iceland himself expected- from this door was straightforward. Storebror, big brother, stór bróðir. He expected, as I'm sure you do, the cold Norway that seemed to have been disproved by the pieces of his mind they had seen thus far.

Not in the slightest. No, not at all. Iceland was sucked into a whirling vortex of fierce emotion. Protective instinct, guilt, pride, love, hope, joy. The suddenness of it all swept the youngest Nordic off his feet.

"Island." Norway's voice was proud above all else. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me."

"Since I'm here," Iceland asked, struggling to force through the powerful feelings, "Explain the 'big brother' thing."

"Ah, that. You know we were in a bad place when you were little."

"Ja, and?"

"I thought we would lose everything. I thought I would die. But one thing kept me going. The little voice depending on me. Stór bróðir, stór bróðir, stór bróðir. You."

"Noregur?" Iceland asked.

"Ja?"

"Why do you feel guilty? What for?"

"That's for later, Island. But you're the most important thing in my world, kjaere lillebror. Remember that always."

Iceland nodded mutely.

"And I know you can do great things one day."

"Me? Noregur, really, I-"

"Don't put yourself down, Island, it runs in the family. I'm always proud of you, no matter what. Clear?"

Iceland nodded again.

"Good. Jeg elsker deg, lillebror Island."

The youngest Nordic felt a presence press its lips to his forehead. "Mer en livet mitt." ((More than my life.))

Before Iceland could protest this statement, the wind and fire and emotion left the room behind the door, and Norway was gone.

A/N: Finals week . x-x Anyway, I finally sat down last night and handwrote this. Just finished typing it. Ah, Friday night. Next chapter, the big one- Denmark. Ahaha. Then we move on to the more important of Norway's perceptions.

No, we are not done with Norway's perceptions since there's so much fun stuff for him to percieve. :3

Once the perceptions are done we are about three-fourths of the way through my plan. This is WAY shorter than IBF, I just realized.

Anyway! I have a new chapter of IBF to upload for you guys. Bye now, review away!

~Toni