Hinga, Dinga, Durgen, We Think We're Vikings
It was early, normally what Tino would consider far too early to be waking up. But with how early it had actually been when they'd fallen asleep. (Had his watch, which he'd set to Sweden Time after landing, been right when it said it'd only been 8:30 when they finally passed out?) Then again, everyone had been jet lagged and with the sun having
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Linus though was smiling sadly. "It's good to know I'm not the only one here who's completely sick with this bug." He was of course talking about his love for Eeva. Linus had to confess, he'd been picked on for not seeming like an incredibly manly person. He'd never had a father, and he was raise exclusively by his overbearing mother. He'd always felt more comfortable surrounded by females or in a room of homosexuals who were all okay about discussing FEELINGS! Linus knew 'real men just grunt and get over it' but his entire world until he moved to Helsinki had been dinner with his mother where she grilled him on his thoughts and feelings for the day. He was encouraged to share, and think critically about how things made him feel, why they did so... it didn't help that his mother had been a counselor and so their conversations typically turned to how things made other people feel. Linus had an unbelievable appreciation and respect for females, it was almost a worshiping kind of respect. Mothers and those who will one day be mothers sure put up with a lot of crap and so he'd always tried to be a good, obedient son, and with Eeva he wanted to try to be the perfect boyfriend. He wanted her to want for nothing, to feel as though he were attentive and present should she need him... even if sometimes she'd have to call his name more than once to get his attention while he was working on an equation... but, well, bread had to hit the table somehow someday right?
"She likes me for me. With all my imperfections and not just for homework help. It's a huge deal. You guys are smart... kindda..." he added, taking a chance to rib at a Dane. "But you're all also good looking and talented and someday will be successful. I'm kindda dweebish right down to my mitochondrial DNA. I mean, Berwald, I think I can understand why someone would be afraid of you, sometimes your expression just says; 'and they never found the bodies.'" He proceeded to mimic the look. "But when Tino stands next to you it all goes away and you look like you're both really happy together. I'd like to make Eeva that happy. It's still really early in our relationship, but gosh I know I like her a lot. When do the butterflies in your stomach go away? It's been months for me now."
"Right about the time you feel comfortable enough with each other to be brushing your teeth in the same bathroom while the other sits on the toilet and does their business." Siguard deadpanned, bringing the Dane to a grin.
"I knew you loved me, even when I'm sitting on the shitter."
"Sure."
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"God I'll say. You're more depressing to be around than the Svenk. You can't really have that little confidence." Mads added, sitting down next to the Finno-Swede, who seemed to be letting some of his Swedish influences dominate when talking to the Dane. "Confident enough to know a rovhal when I see one."
"Ooooh. Boy you want to enter into a game of cursing? I'm the champ." Mads glowered with a dangerous smile. "Winner gets a long boat and a sword."
"How can you win with your skills in articulation?" Jabbed Linus.
"Because I know how to be more vulgar than a sad, whiny, string bean without a set."
"Vulgarity is over rated and used merely for shock value. Your fondness for shock value indicates to me that you have an attention seeking personality type deriving probably from inattentive parents and lacking the capacity to self sooth. Did you suck your thumb as a child?"
"Used my thumb to fuck your mother in the ass." The Dane glowered, Linus had hit home. Mads had been a thumb sucker as a toddler.
"Good, she's been single a long time and could use a good lay." Linus shrugged, the curse really meaning nothing to him. 'I fucked your mother' having very little power in the Swedish language realm. "While perhaps I am outwardly expressive of my melancholy you are a personality type that takes the hurt from feeling that you don't get enough positive attention and bottles it in until it explodes violently, you're vulgar and obnoxious because if you can't get positive attention you'll settle for negative." Linus added. Once again, hitting the Dane where is stung.
Mathias, now visibly peeved, pushed himself up away from the table. "Smart ass, I'll get back to you with that boat and sword. Attention my ass... Siguard!" He rambled off to go have his bruised ego kissed better by his spouse, just about verifying Linus' claims. But from now on, he'd have a degree of respect for Linus. The string bean wasn't the push over he seemed and had stayed calm through Mads' lashes... and Mads liked that in a person.
Linus smiled a bit, he'd used his words to fight off and maybe even garner the respect of the one person in the group who'd been ribbing him the most. He felt some pride. "Danes." He just offered to Berwald with a shrug.
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(Yup, he's the king of asshole Danes too. His bark is worse than his bite. But he can bite hard too when needed. He's alright, just an idiot. He'll grow on you, like a tumor.)
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"From what little I know of Siguard's mother, she's a control freak troll and has disowned him. They really only have each other left. I told my father to get bent over Christmas. So in our house It's Tino and Eduard who are the ones with normal families. Well Gilbert too I suppose, in a way, he's got a mom and a pair of Gay Dad's and he's the school delinquent. Or USED to be until some strange science experiment turned him into an Estonian lap hound for Eduard. I still don't understand how that even happened." Berwald said with a chuckle before he decided to find his "wife" and discuss what they were going to do today.
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"Just be yourself. Don't try too hard to be more than you are. Trust me they will notice. What that family appreciates is honesty and simplicity. You don't need to be fancy, you just have to be true to yourself as much as you're honest with her. You'll be fine. Relax." Berwald added steering Linus toward the blacksmith shed.
"Now for a lesson in manly arts however. Let's see how well you swing a hammer." Berwald winked as he took Linus captive for the morning while they waited for Tino and Eeva to be finished with whatever lady business needed attending.
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"H-H-Horse shoe." he repeated, gulped, and used a boney finger to push his glasses back to where they belonged. He pulled off his outer layers and rolled up his sleeve as the black smith showed him how to heat and cool and hammer and shape the metal.
It was slow for him, and for his work he ended up with a crooked, misshapen and uneven horse shoe for how sore his shoulders and back and arms felt from banging on that some of a bitch. He shifted from hot to cold and was dripping with shivering sweat by the time he was finished.
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