( open post: THE KINGDOM OF DENMARK )

[danishes]

DENMARK ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧

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[danishes]

Hm… ( denmark stays where he is, watching iceland for a moment. it's like nor; ice looks different, sleeping. relaxed. (not frowning at him.) lately he's starting to get a little bit tall, but he still has that kid-weediness about him; denmark's willing to bet he isn't about to have competition in the height department. it's a little interesting, to look at him like this — but only a little, because dinner is still on the table, so after about ten thoughtful seconds he flicks him on the forehead. )

It's dinner time.

[volcanic]

[ His brow furrows, it's clear he's started the process of waking up now. He's not too pleased, and peers up - it's almost a glare - at Denmark. ]

I'm not hungry.

[ Maybe not right at this second, but in about another thirty minutes or so he could very well be a lean mean devouring machine. It wouldn't be surprising if Denmark would want to invest in pantry locks in the near future; Iceland had taken to sneaking around the kitchen at night to nick food he could eat at his leisure, instead of waiting for the allotted meal periods. He's a growing boy, he needs more than what is provided!! ]

Give my plate to the cat, or something.

[danishes]

The cat's too fat already, ( he says, and he manages to sound scornful — who keeps feeding it!? — as he does, except he's really the one who keeps slipping it pieces of bacon and cheese. he flicks iceland again, some of his good feelings starting to wear thin. ice needs to eat, and dinner is now. he doesn't understand why this is hard to understand. ) Dinner is right now, an' you're a member of this household an' gotta eat right now.