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[2011-02-03 21:13:38 +0000 UTC]
"Enig og tro til Dovre faller"
(Norway)
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# About me
Betre å li for sanning enn å få lønn for løgn.Rather suffer for truth than get rewarded for lies.
Click above for rules, relations, etc.
Coding done by me (yay!)
Hetalia © Himaruya Hidekaz
Images belong to their respective owners.
# Comments
Comments: 966
If you build your house as everybody counsels, it will never stand straight.
-Norwegian proverb
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Seven o' clock in the evening.
A time where everything is supposed to be quiet. The streets are expected to be lifeless by now, meaning that no soul would ever dare shatter the peaceful tranquility of the night. But someone was a rebel. He broke the rules.
"Is your body from McDonald's? Because I'm loving it." Denmark says, his chirping voice filling the empty street.
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"If you speak another word I'll strangle you without hesitation," the Norwegian replied calmly. Too calmly. Aegir was an idiot with a big mouth, and it was Kirsten's job to keep him in check, especially late in the evening when all was supposed to be calm.
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Ægir was rather excited to be out and about with the little Norwegian female, but the whole walk going home was boring so he thought of an idea - a stupid idea to be exact.
The two of them are going to share the lamest pick up lines, well the Dane was anyway.
The Dane widely grins dismissing her threat. "Okay, it's your turn, Nor!"
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"Very well then. Come here." She reached out and grabbed his shirt collar from behind, dragging him down backwards. She gave fair warning beforehand, it was his fault for talking again. But this one was tougher than meets the eye, so it was fine.
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It wasn't often Ludwig visited Norway, especially since the Nordics weren't primary trading partners with Deutschland,
but, seeing as the World Conference was set to be held in Norway, he had no choice but to visit- which he hadn't done since World War II,
but that was a story for another time, considering all was written history. It was a rather gloomy day, clouds covering the Nordic sky, wind
bellowing, and Ludwig was walking to the conference by foot, wanting to enjoy the crisp weather, embracing it, considering the cold was
a welcoming feeling, enjoying the icy air pricking his skin. The German held onto his briefcase as he glanced over some documents grasped
firmly in his right hand, scanning over the information for the eighth time. His attention was drawn away from his papers though when he
heard a nearby thud, his eyes trailing over to where the noise came from- spotting a woman who had fallen. Immediately, he raced over to her
and helped her up, questioning with a bit of concern, "Are you alright, ma'am?" Ludwig didn't realize who the woman was, in fact, he had
never met her before, not being quite familiar with the female counterparts of the Nordic countries.
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( assuming it's winter? if not, then she fell down some stairs XD )
Ahh, winter. It had come yet again. Kirsten didn't mind the cold weather. She'd grown up with it, and was actually quite fond of all the activities she could do in the snow that came with it. The Northern Lights were always a treat, but alas they could not be seen so far south as the capital in Oslo.
She watched her breath puffs as she strolled along down the street, glancing down at her phone as it began to vibrate in her hand. Denmark was looking for her again. Heaven only knew why. Probably wondering if she wanted to join him for a beer after the meeting. She rolled her eyes and began texting back a reply, not noticing the patch of black ice just ahead of her path. And before she even had time to react, she found herself laying on the ground, her head aching from the impact. Hissing out a curse, she rolled over onto her side. A nearby gentleman had the kindness to help her onto her feet again, which she was grateful for. "Thanks, sorry about that..." she thanked him in Norwegian, her new headache causing her not to notice his use of English, otherwise she would have switched over.
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"Bonjour, mademoiselle. Ça va? You look quite beautiful today~" Francis said, taking the Norwegian's hand in his own and kisses it.
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Kirsten was not overly fond of physical contact, but with the Frenchman in front of her, that was impossible to avoid. A hazy pink blush spread across her cheeks upon the kiss, and she quickly retracted her hand when he had finished. "Takk...I'm doing fine, Francis." She wasn't entirely sure how to respond, deciding to stay polite at the very least.
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"Hola~ So lovely to see you." Fransico commented while he gave a sly smile.
// oh wha..-
// its tina the llama
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/Spares him only a glance
"Hyggelig."
/She's rude
/Sorry
[ hyggelig in this context is just a super short and almost rude way of saying nice to meet you. like the english "pleasure" if that makes sense? ]
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"Ay, so spicey mi amiga~" He teased lightly and clapped his gloved hand`s and smiled happily. "Would jou like to eat tamales?"
// sico is sweet no matter the insults XD
// Amiga is a term for girl friend but shortened to just girl and or women
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/Rolls her eyes
"I don't like spicy foods."
/Outright rejection is her specialty
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"Que!? Jou haven`t lived! Jou uno loca mija if jou haven`t tried a tamale~" He said shocked and holding his chest.
// lol
"Vamos mija~ Let`s get jou something to eat si?" He offered again this time trying to get her to agree.
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"Didn't I just tell you I don't like spicy foods?"
/Scowls at him
/You're not helping your case here sico XD
"Don't force things on people. It's impolite."
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"Ay, nunca mija~ These tamales are not the spicey es mucha caliente mija~ They are sweet tamales y pineapple~" He said happily holding a tamale up, wrapped it. He broke it in half and there it was the pineapple pieces. "Mi amo I make`a all kind`s of tamales~ From chili to sweet." He chuckled and olate the tamale when she didn`t want it.
// XD he`ll never learn lol
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/Admin has honestly no idea what the heck he's even holding??
/Admin is from the north and knows next to nothing about hispanic cuisine
/Glances over at the food
/It doesn't honestly look appealing
/She has a love for all things related to the ocean
/That comes with having such a large coastline
"Remind me again what on earth it is you're trying make me eat?"
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// its okay love XD
// tamales are made of masa which is a type of dough but really soft, tends to be sticky.
// but a good tamale is made with the love for your cooking and is boiled to the right degree or it becomes nothing but soggy mush~
// I`m a mixed race of latin and hungarian but I no nothing of seafood`s~ I`m more into spices and latino foods XD
"Ay, jiss a good food mi amiga~ Is soft like bread and taste sweet like the finest of fruits~" He sang and salsa danced again because he was so happy in his opinion. "Si mija we make`a food with fish! some not mucha though but~ I`ll make`a jou the finest of mi casa`s food~"
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Oooh we meet again dear e v e
Beautiful account like always uwu ))
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( ahh thank you darling but im not sure i know who you are XD )
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HetaliaOC-Faroe / Shire-Of-The-North > v > ))
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From that reaction I think you didn't like that-- ))
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"Hæ."
//could be worse
//well how much worse than a Dane with wrapped Danish flag around his shoulders
//but
//still
''I hate your siblings.''
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( MINAAAA HOW ARE YOU DOLL 
"Mikkel, you are my sibling."
/Sighs
/Must be drunk already
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"Eurovision.''
//is a sore loser
//his song is better than Iceland's
//fuck him
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( oh is it that time already??? )
"Yes yes Eurovision is a lovely contest. I'm sure you're doing fine."
/Pats his shoulder
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//Yep, it is that time.//
''No, I am not. How dare you say I am doing fine when yours and your little shitty sibling's song is so good? How dare you?''
//is almost sobbing
//but not really
//is very emotional about the contest
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/Smacks him upside the head
"He's your sibling too! Don't forget you helped raise him while I was gone!"
/She's angry now
/Nice going
"Don't you dare talk bad about him over some stupid contest."
( ahh i'll have to look when i come home after the weekend )
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''Well, I don't want him to be my sibling if he's gonna have better song than me. Not fair.''
//pout
//crosses hands
//uhh
//he gonna get it
//uhhh
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/Is angry and sad at the same time
/She loves her little brother
"Mikkel I swear upon the old gods, I'm going to kill you if you don't stop with this. We go through this every year and I'm sick of it!"
/Cue the crying
/Better do something Mikkel
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//oh
//fuck
''I .. uh, did not mean that, Nor. Forgive your big brother, right? You know how much I hate losing ..''
//nopleasedon'tcry
//ihateitwhenyoucry
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/Pssst
/Hugs, Mikkel
/Use your hugs
"I can't believe you sometimes, Mikkel. You can be such an ass."
/Wiping away at her face
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//is an ass yeah
//but a booty-ful ass
//am sorry
''I am sorry, Nor, but you know I hate losing.''
//pats her back
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/No u ugly
"Just shut up. I don't want to hear you right now..."
/Just kinda leans into him though
/At least he's cuddly
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//oi
//rude
//does shut up
//does not want to upset his sister
//he's a Dane, of course he is cuddly
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/Just cuddles him until she stops crying
/So cuddle
/Much fluff
/Lots cute
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.//is fluffy because spends like hella lot time in the bathroom doing his hair
.//and beard
.//is like a woman honestly
''Happy now?''
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/Nods and keeps cuddling
"Mhmm...Unnskyld."
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//chuckles
//pats her head
''Love you, sister.''
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"Stupid Danske..."
/Wipes her face and goes to grab some much-needed coffee
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.//she is a precious babe
''Can I get some as well?''
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"No, it's mine."
/Is possessive of her coffee tho
/She ain't giving it up without a fight
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''Pretty please, sister? Preeetty please?''
.//pouty pout
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