Chains part 2
Characters: Denmark, Norway, mentions of Germany
Rating: Pg for this part
Warnings: None for this part
Summary: Denmark asks Norway for advice again.
Disclaimer: Why do I need this? It's pretty clear that I don't own the series.
As always, whenever he needed advice, he picked up the phone to call Norway. The phone nearly slipped from his fingers, but he managed to hit the speed dial for Norway's number. On the sixth ring, Norway picked up.
"What now Denmark?" Norway sounded as he always did when Denmark called, angry and resigned. Denmark sighed and leaned against the wall, fumbling with the cord of the phone.
"I need advice Norje."
He could practically hear Norway rolling his eyes. "What did you do this time?"
Denmark tched and shifted the phone from one ear to another. For some reason, this was making him nervous. He took a deep breath. "Why do you always assume I did something?"
"Because you always do. What happened this time?"
Denmark remained silent, unable to say anything. He could hear Norway sigh on the other end. "Come on. What did you need, Denmark?"
Denmark, unable to hold it in, suddenly blurted it out. "I'm wondering if I should follow Germany around or not." He heard something like a groan. "I'm perfectly serious - "
"Honestly. Is this one of your bets again? Really, Denmark, you should - "
"I'm worried about him." For a few minutes, all Denmark could hear was the tapping of Norway's fingers on the handset.
"Why are you worried about Germany?" He finally asked, after a few moments.
Denmark huffed into the receiver and twisted his fingers in the phone cord. ''I can't tell you." he said eventually. There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"Don't follow Germany around," Norway said, after a brief lapse. "It's a bad idea."
"But I need to observe him!" He was starting to wonder if talking to Norway was a bad idea.
"Why?"
Denmark sighed and slumped against the table. "I can't tell you."
"Can't or won't? I can't help you if I don't know the reason, Denmark." Now Norway sounded aggravated.
Denmark kept fidgetting with the phone cord. "To be honest, I wasn't supposed to know about it in the first place." He admitted. Norway groaned and Denmark could hear a thump.
"You made a bet with Prussia and England again, didn't you?" Norway muttered. Denmark let the silence speak for him. Norway groaned again and Denmark could hear curses being muttered. "You'd better tell me the whole story Denmark." He said after a moment, and Denmark sighed.
This was going to take some time.
Rating: Pg for this part
Warnings: None for this part
Summary: Denmark asks Norway for advice again.
Disclaimer: Why do I need this? It's pretty clear that I don't own the series.
As always, whenever he needed advice, he picked up the phone to call Norway. The phone nearly slipped from his fingers, but he managed to hit the speed dial for Norway's number. On the sixth ring, Norway picked up.
"What now Denmark?" Norway sounded as he always did when Denmark called, angry and resigned. Denmark sighed and leaned against the wall, fumbling with the cord of the phone.
"I need advice Norje."
He could practically hear Norway rolling his eyes. "What did you do this time?"
Denmark tched and shifted the phone from one ear to another. For some reason, this was making him nervous. He took a deep breath. "Why do you always assume I did something?"
"Because you always do. What happened this time?"
Denmark remained silent, unable to say anything. He could hear Norway sigh on the other end. "Come on. What did you need, Denmark?"
Denmark, unable to hold it in, suddenly blurted it out. "I'm wondering if I should follow Germany around or not." He heard something like a groan. "I'm perfectly serious - "
"Honestly. Is this one of your bets again? Really, Denmark, you should - "
"I'm worried about him." For a few minutes, all Denmark could hear was the tapping of Norway's fingers on the handset.
"Why are you worried about Germany?" He finally asked, after a few moments.
Denmark huffed into the receiver and twisted his fingers in the phone cord. ''I can't tell you." he said eventually. There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"Don't follow Germany around," Norway said, after a brief lapse. "It's a bad idea."
"But I need to observe him!" He was starting to wonder if talking to Norway was a bad idea.
"Why?"
Denmark sighed and slumped against the table. "I can't tell you."
"Can't or won't? I can't help you if I don't know the reason, Denmark." Now Norway sounded aggravated.
Denmark kept fidgetting with the phone cord. "To be honest, I wasn't supposed to know about it in the first place." He admitted. Norway groaned and Denmark could hear a thump.
"You made a bet with Prussia and England again, didn't you?" Norway muttered. Denmark let the silence speak for him. Norway groaned again and Denmark could hear curses being muttered. "You'd better tell me the whole story Denmark." He said after a moment, and Denmark sighed.
This was going to take some time.