Norway does not stalk Iceland. He respects his brother’s independence, though he does like to keep tabs on him.
For as long as Norway can remember; he’s known magic.
It’s been all around him since the day he was born – to him it’s existence isn’t something to doubt or even debate.
He’s aware others do no see what he sees; and some never will. He’s accepted that; learnt to keep quiet about the creatures he sees following others.
It is not worth his time to argue, people see what they want to see these days.
He can not convince them of things simply because he wishes he could.
While he wanted to be a big and fearsome viking; Norway was the youngest and scrawniest of the three brothers for quite some time.
He did try to learn a lot on his own; but he often got stuck with the women of the village while his father left them to their own devices.
This has resulted in him being a bit of a ‘house-husband’
[and keys are a big deal to him. if you know where he keeps his spare set or you’re given one of them - you are very special]
Every guest bedroom in his home has it’s own colour theme (yellow, blue, white, etc) and it’s probably the only parts of his home that actually are thought out and don’t clash too much.
He makes a point to dust and change the sheets in the guest rooms every two weeks even if no one has used the rooms (may be left for four weeks if he’s busy)
Norway can drink like it’s his job [but there are still a few nations who can drink him under the table. Finland is one of them]
He’s a lot more expressive and less unreadable after a good few drinks - and if you get him drunk enough he’s downright affectionate too.
[with a terrible habit of falling asleep anywhere warm]
His family for sure.
And if you press him on the matter he’ll have to admit Australia is as good as family/friend by now.[Switzerland and him have a few things in common and Nor respect the guy a lot. woho; money bros]
England is perhaps a friend at times; as long as Erik doesn’t bring up the past too often.
Erik has a bad habit of humming/singing when he’s in a good mood.
the problem isn’t necessarily the humming/singing in itself; but more what he hums/sings
It drives a few people mad.
It is near impossible to go hungry in his home.
He stacks his basement/[cold]Pantry with canned food, home made preservatives (jams and the likes) and other various edible things.
His freezer is also always crammed full of all kinds of fruit, vegetables and meat.
In any given situation; he will most likely have /something/ to offer his guests in a heartbeat.
Erik is hard to read at the best of times; but there are tell tale signs he gives off if there are things he’s displeased with.
Drumming his fingers or shortening his sentences are usual things he does when his patience wears thin - but he’s also very aware that he does this. [meaning that if he really wants to hide his displeasure; he damn well knows how]
He doesn’t remember much from his first days. Or is it years?
Either or; it’s all a blur of lights and soft songs.
But as he grows older the ghostly shapes of his memory become clearer; more vivid.
Kind faces, gentle hands, glowing lights and inhumane songs.
Those are the things Norway remembers the most.
They sheltered him. Fed him.
Even clothed him.
And for years they where all he knew.
Norway is really good at telling stories, especially fairy tales. He would tell those tales to Iceland when he was little. Even now Iceland still remembers every story, although he wouldn’t admit it.
sometimes sweden and denmark forget the same exact thing like norway will buy something like hell get a new microwave and every few weeks sweden or denmark will be like “whoa when did you get this new microwave” and norway will just flip his lid like “ive had it foR A YEAR ALREADY”
What do you fear when you can not die?
He’d once asked his father the very same question; yet received no reply.
As a child he figured death had to be the ultimate terror.
But as he grew older – realised what he was – the fear subsided.
Death didn’t seem to scary when you’d lived longer than a whole village’s life span combined.
There had been a lot of resentment over the years.
Some for silly things; like when Norway sometimes found that Denmark had eaten his share of the dessert or used his favourite weapon.
Some for more serious things.
