Sexton

[ominousjoy]

((Calculating aside, Sweden had made his decision.

This particular afternoon he's all dressed up in his old uniform. Official, prepared, and tidied up. His hat hides his eyes, dark and scrunched. He had business to attend at Denmark's house. Feel free to catch him before hand. As for Denmark? There's a knocking at the door.))

Comments

[getsciencedone]

[Outside the house. Have Denmarks new wife. She is looking at the flowers by the way]

Hello there. Can I help you?

[ominousjoy]

Ja. Lookin' fer D'nmark.

[getsciencedone]

I believe he is inside the house.

Who are you? Are you a friend of his?

[ominousjoy]

Brother, on g'od days.

[bornwithskison]

[A few houses away from Denmark's, Norway bumps into Sweden.

On purpose.]

[ominousjoy]

((Ignores. Keeps on moving.))

[bornwithskison]

...Stay away from that house, Sverige. [It's an almost-threat. Mamabear mode has been on since yesterday.]

[ominousjoy]

((Turns around.))

Ja?

[ominousjoy]

((Everybody else was just early.

Sweden doesn't seem too bothered, since he had a nice little chit-chat with Denmark's new wife.

but soon he's back at the front door, and pounds a little harder.))

[ominousjoy]

((.....

Just leaves.))