stares at this kid that looks exactly like Dan. :|

looks up at him, blinking then grinning. "Hej! Talar du dansk?" he frowns, walking up to him.

Taler*

tilts his head to the side as he recognizes the language, but not the kid using it. "Lidt." [Hope I got that right..]

sighs. "Idiot..." he chuckles.

winces and steps back from the violent kid. "Ow, watch it." He crosses his arms across his chest and bends down to get a better look at the_

kid's familiar face. "Are you lost?"

blinks, then nods. "I can find earl Harald, lort." he hisses, hitting him with the wooden stick. "Hvem er du?"

blocks it this time. "Who are you looking for? And I should be the one asking you that question."

grunts. "I am Kongeriket Danmark, of course!" he raises both arms, making a pose. "And you?" he narrows his eyes, poking him with the stick.

seriously going to break that stick. He doesn't believe him, but plays along with it. "I'm Ísland."

blinks, frowning. "Never heard of it...."

frowns back. "Do you know Norge and Svi then?"

laughs. "You're funny...." he pauses. "It's Norse and Svear!" he chuckles, grinning. "But we don't speak much..." pauses.

((I think those were their old names... >> correct me if I'm mistaken. xD))

looks up. "Ah, really. I forgot." He then realizes something. "Wait. What year is this?" He asks the boy quickly.

pauses, looking up. "Aaaah...." he stares at nothing. "837!" he beams.

understands now.. He would be discovered about 40 years later according to that time. "Oh, well, never mind then."

frowns. "You look a lot like Norse..." he pokes him with the stick again. "But you speak funny!"

looks away. "We are related... Sorta.But that's not important right now. And stop poking me, please."

blinks. "Ah... so, your name is Ísland." nods to himself. "Funny." he snorts, looking up. "They call me Niels, too." blinks.

pouts. His name doesn't sound funny. "I'd rather call you Dan."

nods. "Better this way...." he smirks a bit. "You don't seem like a warrior..."

blinks "A warrior? I used to be one, but I guess I'm retired." He puts hand on the back of his neck, feeling old when using the word retire.

cracks up.

doesn't see whats so funny. "I.. Got a pretty bad injury so i had to retire." He lied, not wanting to go through a complicated explanation_

of how they're no in the year 837 anymore.

pauses, laughing more. "Weakling!"

frowns a little embarrassed. "It was a very epic battle. I doubt you've even participated in one before, kid."

grins. "I have! I conquered sorry-ass England!" makes a pose.

enjoys fabricating stories. "Oh really. With those scrawny arms of yours? I don't believe you."

grins. "I could tie your innards around your neck with those."

crosses his arms cross his chest. "That's it? I can command the oceans, making the waves do whatever I want." He's having fun, himself.

doesn't waste time, jumps on him, pulling his head and hitting him with his wooden stick. "Aaaaaa!!!!"

grabs the stick first, since that seemed to be the biggest threat, then Dan. He forcefully tugs it out of the child's hand and tosses it_

away.

nails his face, roaring and going bersek, slapping and kicking the boy.

quickly throws the kid off of him. "I have better things to do than to deal with you right now." Like his fish market and economy..

glares at him, his eyes bright blue as he snarls and hits him over and over still, biting his leg.

really wonders if Dan was raised by a bunch of wolves. o_o He shakes him off his leg and jumps back. Luckily he had those tall white boots_

on.

bares his teeth at him, breathing sharply.

can now conclude his hypothesis. He'll note that and use it later on in the future. "Calm down, okay? I'll buy you ice cream?"

raises one eyebrow at him, eyeing him suspiciously.

scratches the back of his head. "You don't know what ice cream is, do you?"

blinks. "Never heard of such thing."

figured. "It's a treat made with cream and ice, like the name implies. There are many flavours to choose from too."

smiles. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Nice." he beams, taking his hand. "Take me to taste it."

smiles a little. This was new, usually he'd be the little one holding Dan's hand. "Okay. There's a stand close by." They start walking.

follows after him, looking around.

takes him to the park and looks around for the ice cream stand. The familiar melody of the stand is in the air, but he can't quite pinpoint_

the location.

's ear twitches and he's quick to dash after the sound, finding it quick. "There!" he points. "This is the sound." he narrows his eyes.

follows after him. "Ah, you're right." Walks up to the stand and asks, "What kind of flavour do you want?"

grins. "Do they have pork? Potatoes or pea?" he hums, looking at all the colours. "Ooooh, that green one!"

can't believe him. "No, not really.. They have vanilla, strawberry, chocolate... Oh, you want mint then?" He asks, taking out his wallet.