The Bags are Packed, We're Ready to Go!
The flight was only a little shorter than the one they'd taken to Helsinki some months before, but this was characterized dominantly by napping, between watching bits and pieces of Star Wars. (Poor Eduard, he missed so many scenes... every time he got talking about it Gilbert suddenly had to go to the bathroom again... oye
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The young man, who was in fact probably older than Berwald and yet still intimidated by the younger giant, finally seemed to muster up his courage. "Hej." He greeted in Swedish. "I-... I'm Linus Snellman." He offered his hand and shaking Berwald's. His hands were very large, but unlike Berwald's they weren't meaty. His fingers were long, but he was all knobby knuckles. In fact, everything about him was rather sharp, angular, and long. He was a larger person too, taller than Mads and Gilbert, though not as tall as Berwald. His was a different kind of big. He was not thick, or meaty but looked as though all parts of him at been stretched out. His arms were so long that it looked like the sleeves of his coat (which fit him perfectly well in the body) were a little too short and his legs were also long and spindly. But he didn't seem like a total weakling either, as he gripped the larger man's hand in a firm, healthy hold.
"I'm Eeva's boyfriend." his voice cracked slightly as he readjusted to being glowered at. "And I actually have r-really good hearing and I'll just let you know, Eeva's too good for me-"
"Oh stop it!" She tsked.
"You are. You have brains and beauty! It's rare! And that you'd give a hoot-owl like me a chance is really something I thank the Big-Bang particles for." He chuckled at his petite girlfriend, (who gave him a sock to the arm for being so sappy before patting the spot she punched lovingly to take it back). He had a Swedish accent... ... Oh, Eeva had just said he was a Finno-Swede. That meant, while he was Finnish, the language he spoke first was actually Berwald's!
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"Hej, trevligt att träffa dig. Jag kommer inte döda dig för nu."** Berwald said knowing Tino and Eeva knew very little Swedish and not being able to resist the urge to be a little threatening to the "Fresh Meat" at the slaughter.
Hey Eeva had raked HIM over the coals over Christmas, he was returning the favor to her Boyfriend.
**Hello,nice to meet you. I will not kill you for now.**
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He chuckled a bit nervously. "Jag tror inte jag kan stå upp till en viking hord." He said, releasing the giant from their handshake.
"I heard Viking Horde!" Tino and Eeva exclaimed at once.
Eeva gasped. "Don't you dare inflict Bloody Eagle on my boyfriend! I will lob your balls off and play badminton with them!"
Tino winced at the prospect of either injury.
(*"Oh, a Swede. Thank you for not killing me. They would never find my body out here."
"I don't think I can stand up to a viking horde.")
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There was no luggage other than a small duffle of toiletries they would share at the resort. Clothes had been provided, first night dinner and firewood would be waiting. But starting tomorrow, they would meet with resort "guides" and decide how they were going to survive as a Viking Village of eight people for three weeks.
Berwald got their van, got everyone on board and he hopped into the driver's seat.
"Is everyone ready?" He asked as he pulled out from the Rental parking space.
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After a few moments of that though Mads interjected with a: "Oh for the love of god one of you take a breath!" Both stuck their tongue out at him.
"I'm already certain that she brings out the worst side of you." The Dane grunted at Tino, knowing now why Tino always claimed to be different around his cousin. They fed off each other's energy and just sky rocketed with it all.
"And there's a floating sauna!" Tino punctuated one of his schpeels to Eeva, throwing up his arms. She mirrored the gesture with a laugh. "Let's roast these ei-suomalaisia!"
"These what?" Mads questioned, turning a bit to look at her.
"Non-Finns." Siguard elaborated. He didn't speak Finnish, but he could guess what that statement meant.
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It only took a few heartbeats though for him to remember the other presence close by. He relinquished his hug on Eeva and turned his eyes on the "New Guy". He felt kind of sorry for the guy as they were both very much similar to one another in many ways from what he could tell so far. Well, at least until he himself had gotten together with a certain pasty white German who seemed to have boundless confidence and next to no tact. "You. Linus, I think I heard earlier. I know the more intimidating-looking among us have already given their more barbaric warnings and such, but I will let you know that they are by no means the ones you actually have to worry about. Eevie here is as much my blood and family as she is Ti's, so if you put even one molecule out of line I have chemicals, robots, and battle tactics that would make the Galactic Empire weep and tremble with jealousy. Nobody would be able to find the body." When he saw the stunned look on the guy's face, Eduard let a smile spread across his own. He really didn't want to be hostile, but he felt he needed to grill his best buddy's new boyfriend properly to assess his worth. "All that aside...Hi! I'm Eduard, one of the more sane members of this motley group, and that whiter shade of pale sitting right over there is my boyfriend Gilbert. I will apologize ahead of time for his behavior, and try not to let him bother you too much. I'm sure Eevie's probably told you all sorts of horror stories about me already. Believe them all if you want. They may or may not be true." At that he shook Linus's hand and dove right back into the fray of excited conversation with Tino and Eeva.
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It was just getting dark and the temperature was dropping for the night when they arrived at the resort and Berwald paused only long enough at the check in desk to get everyone's keys for their cabins. Warm rustic period clothing and Food was awaiting everyone in their "huts" to be cooked on their own fires (which were already burning to warm up the space for them according to the manager on duty who was fawning over Berwald or rather Berwald's MONEY. He was at their beck and call for the next three weeks, they were the ONLY residents of the resort other than the guides who lived her year round.)
They had to walk the last quarter mile into the "settlement" so Berwald parked their van at the main lodge after he checked in and with the Manager leading the way with a torch he lead them to their circa 920 Viking Village.
There was a long house where they could fix group meals together at one end of the "village", there was a cold house to store meat, a working blacksmith's forge (Where they would get their weapons in the morning), and community larder house (to protect them from Bears or Wolves this deep in the forest) and then all their Huts spaced around in a large circle. Far enough away from each other to be private but close enough for safety and security.
The larger homes were obviously those of the staff who would be guiding them and making sure paying customers didn't kill themselves.
Berwald grinned as he passed out everyone's room "keys" which were basically just sticks to hold the doors shut with cabin names on them.
He and Tino were in the Johanna Cabin and he grabbed his "wife's" hand.
"Let's get changed into warmer clothes and get started cooking, I'm famished and we don't have much light left tonight." Berwald said leading Tino toward the cabin to change into VIKING GEAR to start their adventure.
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"I wonder if Eeva's going to be wearing a hangerock?" He chortled.
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Berwald thought he never saw anything more adorable and edible right at that moment.
"Come on, let's get food started before I ravish you in here." Berwald grumbled heading back out to the longhouse to fill his VIKING!BELLY!
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"When we get back from dinner, I'm going to have to wrap my shins... these trousers are baggy on me." He had the waist string pulled good and tight, so those weren't the problem, simply that the bottom hem dragged against the ground. He rolled them up before they could get caught on anything. "Are we all eating in the hall together or just privately tonight?" He questioned, amusing himself with looking at Berwald's clothing. Some pictures were going to have to be taken of them so the families could see the goofiness. Eduard must be within his LARPing element and Mads was probably hornier than a bull seeing Siguard in garments from this particular era.
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"I really hope you know what you're doing with the food my fine Viking!wife, cause I sure as hell don't." Berwald said chuckling and sitting down OUT of the way as they waited for everyone to join them in the longhouse.
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"Voi luoja." Tino snickered. Trying not to stare at the mop that was atop young Snellman's head.
Siguard was immediately drawn to the cauldron, running his eyes over the black iron of it. "That is a handsome cauldron." he offered a small smile.
"Well, I know what I'll be getting you for your birthday then." The Dane smiled as well, coming up behind his love and pressing his lips to the Norwegian's cheek.
Eeva hiked up her skirts and came over to it as well to inspect the cooking area. "Magnificent. This shouldn't be too different from camp cooking with our Mummis." She clucked to Tino with a smile as she rolled up her sleeves. "Eduard and Gil aren't here, but we might as well get started while we wait for them. Now the first rule of living as a clan and cooking is that if you wanna eat you have to work. Now, Tino, you're going to run to the cold house and the larder and bring back ingredients. Berwald, you're going to go down to the lake and bring back water. If we're going to make stew we need water. Mads, your task is making sure we have enough firewood to keep the fire stoked. There's some already chopped, you just have to keep it stacked close at hand. Siguard, when Tino gets back you can man the cauldron, I can tell you're in love with it. I'll brown meat in that big iron skillet before we put it in. Best to cook meat before throwing it in the stew. Linus, when Gil and Eduard get here you guys will handle washing and peeling potatoes and vegetables. Everyone got their jobs?" She smiled, but Tino was already gone. He knew his job, he was off to do it with no questions.
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Moments later and smug and very confident looking albino came sauntering down the trail from their hut to join the group. He looked every bit the rugged barbarian raider, right down to the red eyes and the berserker grin. "Hmmmmm...three weeks without wurst, cheese, or beer...I think I can survive if we get to go kill something and look this fucking awesome doing it. I mean, really Schwede, you've earned yourself some pretty big bonus points for all this." Trademark Gilbert. Completely missing the situation at hand and going with whatever he deemed suitable out of what happened to have popped into his mind in the last few minutes.
"Gil, shush. I think we're divvying up jobs for tonight's dinner." Eduard caught his breath and straightened out his clothing as well as his posture and hair. "At least this is a kitchen you three can't trash as badly as you did with your catastrophic meal time mayhem that you made me video tape. It will all mostly be biodegradable to some degree, so I suppose that's a good start already."
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He might as well fill those to the brim, that would be drinking water for them as needed, might as well do the chore properly.
It took almost an hour to make all those trips with just two buckets, but at least the barrels were full, the food cooking and he had earned his supper tonight from heavy labor.
It felt good.
The torches were all burning merrily and the hearth was blazing and insets were buzzing in the grass, cooking meat smelled awesome, he was HUNGRY.. But he'd be a good Viking and sit until "the wives" finished the meal.
He watched his own Viking!bride shuffling about with Siguard and Eeva around the cook pot.
Life was *GOOD*.
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The Norwegian and Finn answered in unison. "No."
Siguard added: "If anything, we're going to have to serve bread in addition, these men eat more than you'd think."
"Oh my."
"Oh yes."
Linus just chuckled over there, peeling potatoes with a knife (it looked like an awkward endeavor for him as his hands were so big and he was trying to peel a rather small potato.) "I never ate much, work always distracted me, since I started dating Eeva though I've gained ten pounds."
"Because I feed you and make sure you eat." she chortled, waving a wooden spoon in his direction. "So Eduard, you having fun over there peeling and chopping carrots?" She teased, snatching a piece of carrot from the Eesti and popping it in her mouth. Eeva was like Tino, she tasted everything while cooking.
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Gilbert had been strangely quiet since the last time Eduard had swatted his hand away, but when Eduard finished horsing around with Eeva, he turned back around, tapping his boyfriend on the shoulder. "Hey birdie. How about this awesome mustache?" What Eduard was met with when he looked up at Gilbert was his pasty albino boyfriend with a bright orange handlebar mustache fashioned out of carrot peels.
"Gilbert! You are such a nohik!" Eduard exclaimed, nearly dropping his knife. His expression of shock and 'wtf???' didn't last long though before being replaced by a fond smile as he modestly leaned over to place a kiss on Gilbert's cheek.
"So, E," Eduard nudged Eeva with an elbow as he worked his way through the mound of carrots as methodically as a construction droid on mechis III. "How come I couldn't sense the disturbance in the force when you managed to get a boyfriend? How on earth did it happen anyway? Details, girl, details."
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