“Sweden! Denmark! Stop with your fighting right now!” A very angry Norway snapped at the two countries as they bickered at the dinner table. Denmark simply glared at Norway, while Sweden sighed and rose from the table, taking his plate with him.
“I’m eating elsewhere.” He explained and Norway sighed heavily before nodding. You stared down at your plate, refusing to acknowledge the oldest two as you ate your food.
“Goodness, this is an extremely bad way for either of you two to be acting. The children are scared of you both and you’ve already destroyed our table.” Norway chided Denmark, who simply scoffed.
“We’re Vikings, what do you expect? We fight, we get over it for a while, then one does something that the other doesn’t like and it starts over again. It’s a cycle, and just because there are children doesn’t mean I’m going to change, especially since soon enough, Finland an