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Re: [Part 9] England teaches financial responsibility - [5a/?] - Angsty ending pt 1

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England stared at him, stunned. “You’re charmed?” he scoffed. Iceland looked confused and scared. The news that Iceland was covering his country in snow was bound to be an unpleasant one, especially as England had been bitching for days about the weather. “Magical - like me, or Norway,” he continued.

Iceland nodded once and kept his eyes down. “I didn’t mean it to happen. It just ... did,” he finished lamely.

England regarded the young man standing shamefully before him. This was an interesting turn of events. How was Iceland, this mere youth, able to pull off a feat of magic this powerful? If this had been war time, he would be a formidable foe - no army could march through a fortnight’s days and nights of freezing weather.

“You’re quite the little sorcerer, aren’t you?” taunted England, his lips curled into a sneer. “Been learning a few tricks from big brother Norway, have we?”

Iceland shook his head, no. “I-it was an accident,” he breathed. “I-I didn’t mean...”

The cogs whirled in England’s head. Didn’t mean it? How was that possible? Iceland had been avoiding him for weeks over the Icesave Bank fiasco, maybe the boy had instead been plotting a scheme to grind the English economy to a halt. The weather had certainly made it near impossible for many businesses to even function. So how did he -

“Ohhhh...”

England was mightily pissed that his country had been brought to a stand still by the frozen weather, but, if he was right, this presented him with an opportunity to do something quite delightful. Iceland, he noted, seemed scared of everything. At world meetings he would clutch at Norway or Denmark and speak only when spoken to. He kept to himself, reserved and secretive. Could this young man be -

“You’re a virgin,” stated England, matter of factly. But ... there was also a hint of amusement in his voice.

Iceland’s breath hitched but he kept his gaze away, painfully aware his slowly blushing cheeks provided England with his answer.

England circled around him, coming to stand very close behind the younger nation. He leaned his face over Iceland’s shoulder and whispered in his ear. “You’ve never let your magic out.” Iceland could feel his warm breath on his face. It was unsettling and Iceland’s heart started to beat faster, worried. England merely continued, taunting him, “Your magic’s been building inside you and now it’s just erupted involuntarily.”

England placed a hand on Iceland’s shoulder, gripping it hard. “I can’t have you ruining my economy over something like this, so now,” he leered as the younger nation started to shake, “I’m going to get it out.”