tjue - accidental

[bornwithskison]

Oh, honey! You lost my favorite hairclip that I was letting you use to keep your hair out of your eyes!

It's not yours. I've had it since the ninth century.

Don't be silly! Nobody was alive except for barbarians!

...That's not tr--Get. Away from me. I don't want my hair cut.

But your hair is getting in your eyes! I have to!

No.

But--

I said

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[bornwithskison]

[Don't hurt yourself, Denmark. Luckily, he hasn't noticed that someone's on the other line yet.]

Please, Vetle~? For me?

I said no.

...We should get rid of that stray hair, too. It looks troublesome!

Touch that and you'll regret it.

[bornwithskison]

Don't threaten me!

It's not your hair!

[bornwithskison]

[snip]

[bornwithskison]

[It's just

quiet.

For now

something somewhat important kind of got snipped a little on the end. Just wait for the shock to catch up]

[bornwithskison]

...Honey? You look a little pale.

[STILL.

SILENCE.]

[bornwithskison]

[IT'S MUCH WORSE THAN HE THINKS

SVALBARD. IT WILL NEVER BE THE SAME AGAIN.]

S-S-Sval...

...Dear? What's Sval?

[bornwithskison]

[There's silence again

and a door slamming

HE HAS ESCAPED WITH MINOR INJURIES.]

She cut it.

She cut Svalbard.

[bornwithskison]

...It hurts to touch it now.

[No that is not a tiny hint of pain in his voice]