Cross posted from 12 Days of Ficmas
Title: Biding Our Time
Rating: OT
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Denmark, Norway, mention of Sweden, Finland, Sealand, & Prussia
Genres: slice of life, romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 715
Summary: Denmark & Norway are tired of Sweden’s lil “games”…
For Jen…
“Next time Sve sends that brat over here, I’m going to kick his ass all the way to North Pole and back and maybe I’ll even kick him as far as the southern one too!”
“Den, you can’t do that, as tempting as it is,” Norway said as he looked up from the book he was reading. “Remember the last time you two got into a fight like that? Do you want me to end up in Sve’s house again?”
“But, but…”
“But nothing.” Norway went back to the book he was reading. “Besides, it wasn’t all that bad. Prussia did come over and babysit Sealand for us so we could out.”
“Yeah…”
“So it turned out better than it could have.”
“Yeah, it did, didn’t it? Who knew the idiot was so good with kids?”
Norway shrugged and started reading again.
“Hey, Norge, I was thinking, what if I went all Viking on him?” Denmark smiled.
Norway sighed and marked his spot in his book. “Den, he’s just as Viking as you are.”
“So?”
“So I think far from stopping all his cock-blocking, he’d just up the ante. Do you want Sealand spending summers with us?” Norway raised his eyebrow at him. “Or me going to live with him again? I wonder if that would make me wife number two or his mistress.”
Denmark rolled his eyes at him. “No… Umm, what if I get my boss to stop all trade agreements with him?”
“Den, are there no limits to your stupidity?”
“Ummm…?”
“It was a rhetorical question, Den. What we need to do is just bide our time for the moment.” Norway held up his hand forestalling his lover’s protests. “Hmmm… What we need is something really good that will stop this nonsense once and for all. And that means no more starting with him.”
“But, Norge, that’s the best part!”
“But nothing. Now let me think.” Norway closed his eyes. A faint smile curved his lips upwards when he felt Denmark sit on the sofa next to him. “Yes….” His smile broadened. “What we need is to hit Sve where it hurts.”
“In the balls?” Denmark cracked his knuckles. “I can do that.” He grinned maniacally.
Norway quietly shook his head. “No, Finland. When he lost Finn that time and took me from you, he was miserable with a capital M.”
“Aaah… but how? Finn’s reached the point where he doesn’t even correct Sve anymore when he calls him his wife.”
“I know, so it’s got to be really good to get Finn to leave him on his own.”
“That’s evil, Norge…” Denmark grinned, “But I like it! So how’re we gonna do it? And when?”
“Thanks.” Norway looked over at him. “I’m not sure yet on how or when, so I think we should just wait and bide our time like I said.”
Denmark sighed. “Okay.”
Norway put a hand on his lover’s thigh. “I wouldn’t worry too much about it, Den. We’ve got that meeting at America’s next month, and who knows? Maybe something will present itself to us then. Until it does, we’ll just have to grin and bear it and play along with his stupidity.”
“Yeah?” Denmark sounded about as happy to hear that as he felt.
“Yeah… Something’s bound to turn up and if it does, just go for it. I can easily play along if you do and I’ll do the same if I happen to figure out how to get Finn pissed at him.”
Denmark nodded.
“So let’s forget about Sve for the moment.” Norway snorted. “Damn it! He’s not even here and he’s cock-blocking us!”
Denmark frowned. “Yeah!” He grinned. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Norge?”
“Does it involve you, me, and a ‘foot rub?’ Or perhaps my Troll in a threesome?”
“What’s with you and feet anyways?” Denmark smirked as he knew if there was one thing guaranteed to get Norway writhing and moaning on the bed like a whore, it was a good foot rub. “Forget the Troll; I want you all to myself!” He stood up and pulled Norway to his feet.
“Okay and to answer your question, what can I say? You give good foot, Den,” he said as they headed off to bed and a bit of fun.
Rating: OT
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Denmark, Norway, mention of Sweden, Finland, Sealand, & Prussia
Genres: slice of life, romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 715
Summary: Denmark & Norway are tired of Sweden’s lil “games”…
For Jen…
“Next time Sve sends that brat over here, I’m going to kick his ass all the way to North Pole and back and maybe I’ll even kick him as far as the southern one too!”
“Den, you can’t do that, as tempting as it is,” Norway said as he looked up from the book he was reading. “Remember the last time you two got into a fight like that? Do you want me to end up in Sve’s house again?”
“But, but…”
“But nothing.” Norway went back to the book he was reading. “Besides, it wasn’t all that bad. Prussia did come over and babysit Sealand for us so we could out.”
“Yeah…”
“So it turned out better than it could have.”
“Yeah, it did, didn’t it? Who knew the idiot was so good with kids?”
Norway shrugged and started reading again.
“Hey, Norge, I was thinking, what if I went all Viking on him?” Denmark smiled.
Norway sighed and marked his spot in his book. “Den, he’s just as Viking as you are.”
“So?”
“So I think far from stopping all his cock-blocking, he’d just up the ante. Do you want Sealand spending summers with us?” Norway raised his eyebrow at him. “Or me going to live with him again? I wonder if that would make me wife number two or his mistress.”
Denmark rolled his eyes at him. “No… Umm, what if I get my boss to stop all trade agreements with him?”
“Den, are there no limits to your stupidity?”
“Ummm…?”
“It was a rhetorical question, Den. What we need to do is just bide our time for the moment.” Norway held up his hand forestalling his lover’s protests. “Hmmm… What we need is something really good that will stop this nonsense once and for all. And that means no more starting with him.”
“But, Norge, that’s the best part!”
“But nothing. Now let me think.” Norway closed his eyes. A faint smile curved his lips upwards when he felt Denmark sit on the sofa next to him. “Yes….” His smile broadened. “What we need is to hit Sve where it hurts.”
“In the balls?” Denmark cracked his knuckles. “I can do that.” He grinned maniacally.
Norway quietly shook his head. “No, Finland. When he lost Finn that time and took me from you, he was miserable with a capital M.”
“Aaah… but how? Finn’s reached the point where he doesn’t even correct Sve anymore when he calls him his wife.”
“I know, so it’s got to be really good to get Finn to leave him on his own.”
“That’s evil, Norge…” Denmark grinned, “But I like it! So how’re we gonna do it? And when?”
“Thanks.” Norway looked over at him. “I’m not sure yet on how or when, so I think we should just wait and bide our time like I said.”
Denmark sighed. “Okay.”
Norway put a hand on his lover’s thigh. “I wouldn’t worry too much about it, Den. We’ve got that meeting at America’s next month, and who knows? Maybe something will present itself to us then. Until it does, we’ll just have to grin and bear it and play along with his stupidity.”
“Yeah?” Denmark sounded about as happy to hear that as he felt.
“Yeah… Something’s bound to turn up and if it does, just go for it. I can easily play along if you do and I’ll do the same if I happen to figure out how to get Finn pissed at him.”
Denmark nodded.
“So let’s forget about Sve for the moment.” Norway snorted. “Damn it! He’s not even here and he’s cock-blocking us!”
Denmark frowned. “Yeah!” He grinned. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Norge?”
“Does it involve you, me, and a ‘foot rub?’ Or perhaps my Troll in a threesome?”
“What’s with you and feet anyways?” Denmark smirked as he knew if there was one thing guaranteed to get Norway writhing and moaning on the bed like a whore, it was a good foot rub. “Forget the Troll; I want you all to myself!” He stood up and pulled Norway to his feet.
“Okay and to answer your question, what can I say? You give good foot, Den,” he said as they headed off to bed and a bit of fun.