Mikkel
is
cleaning his house. The fairies are helping him. It somehow had gained a thin layer of dust and it has been making him sneeze. That, or_
someone was talking about him. He much preferred blaming the dust.
knocks on his door.
pauses in his dusting, sneezing a bit when the dust settled. Reluctantly, he set the duster down and moved to answer the door.
smiles when the door is opened. "Norge~!" Opens his arms for a hug.
stares at him for a moment. "Oh good, you are here." His expression had not changed and he made no attempt to hug him. He could put him to_
work.
"Ja, I am~" Keeps his arms opened and keeps smiling down at him.
steps aside. "Come in."
pouts a bit, moving his arms a little for emphasis.
waves him in, in response.
pouts more. "Nooooorrrrrggggeeeee~"
stares at him. "If you came to whine, go home." B|
"I just want a huuuggg!"
stares at him a bit more. "Come in first."
takes a step in and keeps his arms up.
moves over...and takes his hand. He places a duster in it and then pats his back. "Good of you to volunteer. I expect it to be up to my_
my standards."
blinks at him then at the duster. "Hug?"
moves back over to his own duster, sneezing again. "Busy."
follows him. "But Nooorrrgggeeee!"
dusts a bit more, stirring up a cloud of dust. He goes into a sneezing fit, eyes watering. He wondered how he let it get this bad. "Help me_
then, hugs."
smiles. "Ye promise?"
nods. He just wanted to get this over with.
starts dusting, humming as he did so. He wasn't going a very good job though.
Mikkel
is
following behind him, unamused. He should have figured it would turn out this way.
starts singing in Danish as he worked~
accompanies his tune with a song of sneezes and sniffles. He and dust really were not getting along.
stops and blinks over at him. "Ye okay?"
shakes his head. "I stayed gone too long and the dust got thick." He had been staying in a cabin for a while, just enjoying the outdoors.
frowns. "Ye should have gotten someone to take care of the place then."
rubs his eyes. They itched. "I did not expect to be gone for so long."
sighs and starts dusting a bit more. "Well, ye still should have got someone."
continues to follow him. "I could not get a hold of anyone."
nods a bit and hummed again as he continued dusting.
figures they were busy. Besides, he wasn't so sure he wanted Denmark in charge of his house when he is away.
Søren
was
reliable!
Mikkel
thinks
he's also clumsy at times. He was carefully keeping the other from his breakables.
wasn't *that* clumsy... Even as he accidentally nudged a picture frame.
puts it into place again with a sigh. "Can you dust the window sil?"
smiles sheepishly and nods. He walks over and hums as he cleaned it, as well as the area.
quickly takes over the places where there are breakables.
reaches the high places where the other couldn't reach.
Mikkel
thinks
he is sort of useful...sometimes. Even if he is too noisy.
starts singing again, happily~ And he was useful, all the time!
Mikkel
has
to stop to take a few deep breaths. He moves over to where Soren is and opens the window.
watches him. "Ye're really affected by dust, aren't ye?"
Mikkel
is
miserable. He likes a clean house. "It is...troublesome when it is this thick."
hums a bit, looking at him. "How about ye take a break? Get some fresh air~"
turns his violet gaze to him, not appearing to be considering it. "I would rather get it done."
"I could get it done for ye~"
tosses that idea out the window. "...Denied."
pouts. "Ye have no faith in meeee."
Mikkel
thinks
he has right to worry. "You are missing spots."
rolls his eyes. "I'm gettin' most of it."
Mikkel
thinks
this is his point. "Not all."
huffs and starts dusting more. He'll prove the other wrong!
follows behind him again.
doesn't think the other needs to follow him...
Mikkel
is
cleaning up what he leaves. It was working better. He wasn't taking the brunt of the dust.
finishes after a while, wiping at his forehead. "Ye shouldn't leave for a long time."
Mikkel
will
have to vacuum now, but he turns to Denmark. "I felt like I wanted out of the house." So he left.
sighs. "Would have been nice to know..." Turns around and smiles as he opens his arms.
stares at him again before just moving into his arms so he could get his hug. "Spur of the moment."
hugs him tightly and swings him around a bit. "I've missed ye~"
Mikkel
is
used to this and just allows him to do so, his expression tightening a bit. "You have been well in my absence?"
nods a bit and lets him down, but doesn't let him go. "Mhmm~ Nothin' wrong with my country really~"
looks up at him. "I hear you have been spending a lot of time with Iceland."
frowns a bit and lets go, stepping back. "Ah... ja... a little..." Looks at him. "Who told ye?"
dusts himself off. "My fairies."
nods a little, fidgeting with the duster. "I see..."
crosses his arms. "Well? What is going on?"
looks away. "Well... stuff..." Fidgets more.
stares like he is staring through him.
... shifts slowly to the door.
moves to block it.
pauses before trying to move him aside.
does not budge.
frowns. "Norge, I gotta leave."
taps his foot. "You seemed to want to stay before."
nods. "Ah... ja, I kinda still do." Thinks for a bit. "... Can I have some coffee?"
ponders this for a moment. "Will you run if I make it?"
shakes his head.
isn't so sure he can believe him, so he moves over to grab him by his tie and drags him to the kitchen.
chokes a bit. "I-I said I'd not leave!"
lets him go once in there. "Not taking chances."
rubs his neck and leans against the wall. "I wouldn't lie to ye, Norge."
starts to make them some coffee. "Are you going to avoid the topic forever?"
hums a bit and looks at his nails, trying to ignore him.
Mikkel
will
pour this coffee down his pants if he ignores him. Because then he will just think he is playing around with Iceland.
would not appreciate that. He just watched the other a little now.
stares at him, "Explain. You can't avoid it forever."
sighs. "It's not that big a deal, alright?"
Mikkel
thinks
this is something he should know at the very least. "I would still like to know."
nods a little. "Ja... um..." Looks to the side. "Why don't ye ask him yerself...? It's probably been a while since ye've seen him."
Mikkel
is
unamused by his attempts to brush it off. "Because I asked you."
sighs. "It'd be better to ask him..."
shakes his head. "I want to hear it from you."
sighs. "But it'd sound better coming from him."
Mikkel
thinks
that is the point. "Is there a reason it won't sound good from you?"
shrugs. "It just won't be as good."
| "It'll be enough." He just didn't like being in the dark.
just doesn't want to tell him. "Iceland will tell ye before I do..."
shoves the coffee at him with little regard whether or not it splashed him. "You're an idiot."
hisses a bit as some fell on his hand. "Nej..." Takes a sip.
moves back over to his own cup and takes a sip in silence.
hums a little. "So..."
nods a bit in acknowledgement.
leans on the table a bit. "What's goin' on in yer country...?"
sips his coffee. "Have been building more homes lately." He explains, still eying the other in slight disappointment.
nods. "That's good..." Looks back at him, frowning a little. He didn't like that look.
nods. "It made me want to get out." That was his reason for gong farther North for a bit.
nods some more. "I see... ja, I'd not want to be around for that. Too loud."
nods a bit slowly. "What have you been doing?"
shrugs. "Workin' with the UN to try 'nd help work things out with Libya..."
Mikkel
has
been thinking of doing the same. "It's troublesome."
nods. "Mhmm... I had to send out four of my F-16's, but I don't want to be blamed for anything."
nods. "We are still deciding what to do."
hums. "I just hope this is over with soon, it'd be nice to not have to use force."
agrees to that. "It is all ready troublesome. It would be even more if we have to use force."
nods. "Ja, then who knows what would happen." He didn't want to think of wars now... He wasn't like that anymore. Not really.
preferred his own affairs, so he understood. "Hopefully it'll be over soon then."
sips more coffee and nods. "Mhmm. Then we can have fun again."
sighs a bit and agrees again. He missed his Northern cabin all ready.
yawns a little. "We should do somethin' together..."
sets his coffee cup down. "Like?"
shrugs. "It'd be nice to go fishin' or somethin'. There's a few places where we could still ice fish even."
Mikkel
likes
the sound of that. "All right."
smiles at him. "I'll bring all the fishing stuff~"
Mikkel
will
pack them a lunch then. "Go get it."
blinks. "Right now?"
shrugs. "You said you wanted to do something. I assumed you meant now."
looks down and nods before smiling. "Ja, I guess we could go now~" Gets up. "I'll be back in a bit."
nods to him. "I will be waiting."
downs the rest of the coffee before running out of the house and to his own.
begins to pack other things they need.
returns a bit later, panting a bit and drops everything by the door. "Back~!"
Mikkel
has
a picnic basket of stuff for them. "Took you long enough."
smiles a bit. "What'd ye make~?"
| "Fish sandwhiches."
laughs a bit. "Awesome. Let's go." Piles the stuff up so he can carry it all easily.
carries the basket and follows after him.
hums as he walks out of his house. "Ye got any special places ye like to fish at~?"
nods. "I know a good place."
smiles. "Then lead the way~"
walks a little ahead, showing Denmark to one of his favorite fishing spots-- But not his absolute favorite. Should he ever want to be alone.
hums the whole time they walk, swinging the fishing stuff back and forth.
sets the basket down when they arrive. "Good enough?"
looks around and nods. "Ja~ Looks very promising..."
nods and moves to get the fishing supplies he would be looking after.
gets his fishing rod and puts some bait on before walking to a nice spot on the ice. "Ye think here is good?"
baits the hook and follows after him. "Ja, here is just fine."
grabs a small dagger from his belt and starts cutting out a hole in the ice.
waits for him to do his thing. He was strong enough.
pokes through and puts the dagger back on his belt, making the hole roundish with his hand. "There we go~"
nods to him. "You have not lost your touch." He said it in a way that made it sound like he was expecting differently.
rolls his eyes. "Of course not! I use to live this way..."
nods. "As did I. Now. Let's fish."
nods and grabs his stuff, happily putting it in the hole and sits close.
follows suit and remains silent for the mos part.
starts to hum quietly and sway a little. He occasionally looked at Norge.