A Nordly Reunion

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((Fail title is fail February 14th, afternoon sound good to go? Reunion thread for Iceland and Denmark, closed to the aforementioned two.))

The Dane was bored. Completely, utterly bored. He'd only been around for a day. A singular day. Denmark was lounging about on the couch with a mug of alcohol in his hands. He had to convince quite a few people to let him have it, but he managed to do it. Amazingly. Oceanic eyes were glazed over as he stared at absolutely nothing. Unless you counted that wall. He didn't feel like turning on the TV for whatever reason. Maybe because he actually felt concerned about how the other Nordics were doing. What about Icey? In Denmark's eyes, he was hardly more than a boy, like a little brother to him. Where was he?

The eldest Nordic didn't feel like socializing with anyone that day. He just sat there, looking admittedly pathetic in that couch, slumping in casual clothing. Not like he had to impress anyone around here. Everyone was seemingly doing something that day, especially when it hit him that it was Valentine's Day. "Oh... right. That might explain why the house is so empty," he murmurred lazily to himself. "Of course. Everyone's out smooching and... whatever else they do on Valentine's Day. Me? I don't need anyone."

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The silver haired juvenile and his puffin had been with themselves most of the day, trying to avoid the romantic atmosphere that plagued everyone that particular February day. Avoiding the chocolates and hearts, Iceland instead had ben hiding out in his dorm, catching up on a good read that he had found in the Critic's library while Mr. Puffin groomed himself on the windowsill. Another good book." He thought as he shut the book and set it aside on his nightstand. The question was now, what was left to do. In all honesty, he grew quite tired of reading all day and now it was time to stretch his legs. He then thought about how he wished he had something better to do that day. Well, there was Tara but they were just friends and they just met! It wasn't like he could make a move now, even if he had the guts to do it.

"Come on Mr. Puffin." The Icelander beckoned his bird as he got up from his place on his bed. "Hey, where are we goin'? The bird asked as he took flight and caught up with his master. "Just out." Iceland replied with a small sigh. Even island nations like himself grew lonely at times. "Thank God were finally gettin' out of that place! I've been sittin' there bored watching ya read your stupid books all day." The mobster puffin exclaimed with a flap as he landed on Emil's shoulder. Iceland began to walk around for a bit, looking around to find something to do. That was until someone familiar had caught his glimpse.

No, it couldn't be, could it? The youngest Nordic took a few slow steps closer into the living room. It did seem like who he believed it was, but he looked quite depressed and pathetic. Nothing like the upbeat King of the Nordics he knew well. "Denmark?" Iceland spoke up, lavender eyes mixed with surprise and curiosity.

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The self-proclaimed King of the North set down his mug when he could have sworn he heard a familiar voice. Maybe he'd finally gone off the deep end and was imagining things. The Dane straightened up, his posture much better now. Sapphire eyes wandered over to the speaker, widening once his suspicions were confirmed. His jaw hung for a moment, rather surprised to see his younger brother figure. For once, the loudmouthed Dane was at a loss for words. His look of awe eventually transformed into one of joy once he realized that Iceland was real.

"Icey? Seriously, is that you over there?" His tone was rather playful, as if he suddenly forgot about all the worries he had for the youngest Nordic nation. His mood suddenly shifted from being a rather upset mess of a person to far more upbeat as he motioned for the younger nation to sit with him. "C'mon and sit down with your big bro! We have some catching up to do my little bro. Where have you been? What are you doing around here?" Thousands upon thousands of questions raced through Denmark's mind, it was a wonder how he could contain himself. His moment of loneliness had quickly disappeared when he had seen the Icelander. Things were looking up now. Perhaps the spiky haired Dane could talk to someone that wasn't himself.

Even that arctic bird was a sight for sore eyes, believe it or not.

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So his eyes weren't deceiving him, it was the self proclaimed king of the Nordics before him. What on Earth is he doing here?" He wondered mentally before rolling it off. At least someone of familiar sight was here, and plus he was honestly wondering what would become of him without the Dane's obnoxious behavior.

Like he had just waken up from a bad sleep, Iceland made his way over to Denmark and sat beside him, still not sure of what to make with the situation. And as expected with the older Nordic, he had plenty of questions. "Um, I've been doing fine Denmark, thanks for asking." He replied voice still uncertain. It was then that he had a question for the Danish man. "Let me guess, you woke up here too?" He questioned, now quite familiar with the story that everyone present with the Critic's army seemed to have experienced.

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When Iceland sat beside him, Denmark looked over the youngest Nordic thoroughly. He didn't seem to be harmed in any way, nor did he seem mentally disturbed. The war hadn't taken a toll on him. For now it didn't, at least. Oceanic gaze stared back at Iceland when he was asked a question. Funny. That was how he had gotten to the Critic's house. He woke up there alongside a Russian and a loud America, then decided to join an army. The Dane wasn't always one to think clearly. He shrugged in response.

"I woke up here, yeah. Not the most thrilling place I've been to if you ask me," Denmark spoke, but then paused. Woke up there too? Did that mean Ice had been there earlier than him? "Wait a minute, this is where you've been this whole time? We've been worried sick back home! It's like Norway got even more angry at me when you disappeared that one day. It hasn't been fun for any of us. Now... I wonder what the rest of the Nordics are doing without us."