rabbit, troll and a cup of coffee on the porch.

probably should have brought a basket of peace offerings or something of he sort but it was all a mere casual thing, somewhat. Not like the

guy was right next door to him or anything. But, he is coming up the walkway.

looks up, the corner's of his mouth turning up slightly. It was always nice to see his little brother.

does not notice. He stands a few steps from the porch before he greets the oher with a short 'hello.'

looks up, amused. 'Hello...?' He's fishing for a big brother.

sure that he is sadly mistaken. "How are you?"

slightly disappointed at the lack of big brother, but expected it. 'Good. Yourself?' He gets up, going to grab coffee for Iceland too.

rather he did not, but. "I am fine."

opens the door, 'Would you like something to eat?' Iceland looked skinny.

raises a brow but goes inside. "I am fine," he repeats, then adding on a quick 'thank you.'

shakes his head, slightly. 'No problem.' He still goes to get liquorice, forcing it into Iceland's hand.

has...candy. He does not understand why peoplel choose to feed him bad things.

it is the only thing he will eat. 'Do not spoil your dinner.'

...eats real food, too. "Hn, right."

takes that as a 'I'll be having dinner here' and starts to get to work on Operation: Stuff Iceland. If he felt like it and Iceland was_

beefed up enough, he might even cook him up ._.

does not want to be...a fat asshole.

eats normally and he is not a fat asshole.

not saying that Norway is. He eats normally, himself. He would prefer if people did not take it upon themselves to stuff him.

having sane company for once, and when one has company they should feed them.

just going to stand around until something happens.

soon forces some food into his hands, 'You should probably sit with that.'

supposes that is an idea, so he waddles over to the table and drops the food down.

sits opposite him with his own portion. He didn't feel the need to fill the silence with chit-chat.

does not, either. He merely quietly eats.

noms away, occasionally glancing at Iceland. He looked skinny.

not skinny. He was average.

about that. He's really just worrying for the sake of it though. 'Have you seen the idiot recently?'

blinked up. How vague of Norway. "Which one?"

about how to describe him, 'The over-excitable one.'

"Still too vague."

sighs, 'Denmark - attention span of a fish, tall...' He really wondered about Iceland sometimes.

could have rolled his eyes if he was that sort. "Why do you care?" But he soon sighed. "He is just being his drunk self."

*asks, 'Not bothering you?'

shook his head. "I am too busy."

nods, well that's good. He doesn't have much else to ask and continues to eat after that, sipping some water at convenient intervals.

went back to being quiet and finished up whatever the hell was left on his plate.

as though he might just be a decent brother when Iceland finishes his meal. 'You're welcome to come eat with me whenever you want.' Just as_

long as he didn't bring any idiots along with him - intentionally or unintentionally.

did not talk to idiots, really. "Thank you." He slowly stood up, picking up his plate to take to the sink. From the tone of Norway's voice,

he figured he was about to be kicked out.

follows suit, thinking. What did 'normal' brothers do together. 'Would you like to watch 'Finding Nemo' with me?'

turned away from the sink, blinking. "Isn't that the movie with the gimpy fish?"

nods, 'That one.'

shook his head. "I will pass."

where he went wrong but takes the loss and puts it down to inexperience.

would not know what that would even mean if said out loud.