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NorCan: Befriending the Brothers

It was after a meeting that Norway and Canada started to prepare a decent dinner. The two had been together for a month, and they were about to have the biggest challenge in their relationship.

Having dinner with their brothers.

Canada wasn't as worried about Iceland. They were on the Arctic Council together, and they always managed to get along alright. Norway, on the other hand, was extremely worried about America. Sure, the American had a tendency to forget his brother existed, like nearly everyone else, but when he did remember Canada, he could turn into an extremely overprotective sibling.

Yes, Norway was terrified.

…

They had decided that it would be better to have dinner at Norway and Canada's shared apartment. The two could serve home cooked meals and avoid a restaurant (seeing as America would most likely drag them to McDonalds, which neither looked forward to), and they could talk without having to worry about noisy surroundings.

And it was better if they wanted to get to know each other's siblings.

Norway was just a little upset with the fact that they weren't having dinner in a public place. If America decided to kill him, there would be no witnesses, other than Iceland and Canada.

Norway jumped slightly when he heard a knock on the door, and Canada chuckled at his lover's obvious nervousness. The younger nation went to open the door, and Norway was a little relieved to see Iceland was the first to arrive.

"Hello Iceland," Canada greeted. "Please, come on in."

Iceland nodded his head in both greeting and acknowledgement before walking in. When he saw Norway, he raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"Why do you look so nervous?" Iceland asked. "It's just dinner."

"Dinner with America," Norway sighed.

As though on cue, the door was knocked again, though this time there was force behind the motion. Norway sighed, as he moved to open the door this time.

He saw America, looking suspiciously at him.

"Hello," Norway said, pleased that he had managed to get his stoic mask on. "Please, come on in."

America didn't say a word, though immediately threw his arms around Canada, a bright smile on his face. Norway sighed. He was in for a long night.

…

Dinner went fairly well, or at least, that's what Canada thought. Norway was still unsure, since America was unwilling to look in his direction.

When it was time for dessert, Canada smiled.

"Iceland, would you like to help me?" Canada offered.

Iceland quickly looked between America and Norway and nodded his head. Apparently, he could sense the tension regarding Norway and America, though Canada tried to pretend that it didn't exist. Iceland stood and gave his brother one last glance before following the Canadian to the kitchen area.

…

"So," America said, and Norway was completely surprised as it was the first time America addressed him, and that America was speaking in a voice so low that it was almost the volume of Canada's voice, "how long have you two been together again?"

"A month," Norway replied.

"Uh huh. And tell me, how many times have you forgotten Mattie?"

Norway arched an eyebrow.

"I hadn't 'forgotten' about him in over a year," Norway said. "And the only reason before that was because I was only familiar with his face and didn't know him personally yet."

"Hmmm… You can see those imaginary friends of England's, right?"

"First, they're not 'imaginary'. Second, yes, I can see them, and Matthew has also acknowledged them. What's your point?"

"No reason. So, any dark periods in your past I should know about?"

"Obviously, you didn't do your research. If you must know, I was a Viking, along with Denmark who, need I remind you, happens to be your drinking buddy and part of your 'awesome trio'."

"So, you conquer…"

"Yes, and we tend to protect whatever we see as ours. We're more protective of our treasure than the pirates are."

America narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

"What would you do if Commie Bastard decided to mess with Mattie?" America asked.

"Remind him that I'm very good friends with Belarus," Norway said. "And that she's fond of Matthew as well."

America stared at him with narrowed eyes.

"You play dirty," he said. "I'll forgive it if it's against the Commie."

…

"How long should we leave them alone?" Iceland asked.

Canada glanced over towards the other two that sat a distance away.

"Well, Al's still keeping his voice low," Canada said, "so I'm guessing he's still grilling Lukas. The threat hasn't come yet, so that's good. At least Al isn't shouting."

Iceland nodded, looking at the four dessert bowls.

"You don't seem to be upset that I'm dating your brother," Canada said.

"It's mostly because he's stopped pestering me about calling him 'big brother' ever since you two started dating," Iceland said. "And at least I know you won't trample all over his heart. But if you do break it, remember I have a lot of volcanoes, and it would be so easy to push you into one."

So, the prompt was 'NorCan, where they meet each other's brothers, with Norway trying to convince America that he's 'worthy' to date Canada, and Canada trying to befriend Iceland.'

NorBela is also one of the requests that will come, and I'll admit that I also like CanBela, so that's why I have the two being friendly with her.

And don't forget to vote on my poll.