out in the work shed building a new chair.

can hear the faint working-noises, goes back there, "Pappa?" Doesn't want to spook him and get too-scary an expression...

puts down his hand planer. He turned and looked at Aland "Ah. Hej T'rsten" He stared at him quietly.

fidgets a little, but smiles, "Hej, what're you building?"

the way pappa abbreviates his name <3

looks back to the chair it was still in pieces so it was okay he didn't know what it was. "It's a cha'r. Wh'?"

shakes his head, going over to look at what's done so far, wondering if it's an IKEA design, or, "Just curious."

eyes him slowly "I w'nted to t'st o't s'me new ide's f'r IKEA..." he shrugged looking at a blue print on a stack of many.

pokes through a few of the blueprints, picking out one that looked kinda neat, "D'you mind if I try...?"

looks at him and shakes his head "N'h go 'head I g't m're to w'rk on" he waved a hand at the other work bench and the large pile of wood.

sits down and tilts his head, probably realizing that he grabbed one that was kinda complicated, picks up some wood.

failing already, is good at shipping, not building...

looks over, quietly stands up and walks over to him. Begins to show him what to do "H're do it l'ke th's" He smiled only slightly and he_

looked intimidating still.

would be reeeally intimidated, but it's his pappa, so is somewhat used to that scary expression, "...oh, I see. ;w;"

notices his face he raised an eyebrow. "Wh't's wr'ng T'rston?" He didn't think he was scary. He wondered if he would be able to build that_

design it was slightly difficult.

shakes his head a little, "Nothin', it's just harder than I thought..." He starts putting together things that are ready to be put together.

watches him a few moments before going back to his own work putting the chair together in what seemed like no time. He sat there sanding_

the chair until smooth, when he stood to go and get the wood stain and finish he looked at Aland "Y' d'in okay T'rston?" He grabbed the_

cans and brushes and started to stain the wood to a dark almost chocolate coloured brown ((Yes Canadian Spelling is used xD))

(it's okay <3 *prefers the proper way for spelling stuff anyway*)

starts sanding cautiously, like he's afraid it'll all fall apart on him, which it doesn't, because it's a Swedish design, "Ah, yeah..."

((I love you for that...))

goes for a sealant and paints it bright blue, likes color best.

(<333)

nods with a small still scary smile "Kay g'od" he had finished half of the chair before moving it aside to dry. He began to look at another_

design this time for a living room table.

watches his thing, he thinks it's a chair, or maybe an ottoman, dry... doesn't think he can handle another crazy design so soon.

whittling a a piece of wood down for the leg with out looking up he spoke "T'rston? do y' n'ed 'nything for y'er r'om?" the knife came_

extremely close to his finger almost slicing it he didn't seem to care.

did care, practically having a little heart attack, but tries not to show it, "Mn, a desk... but wouldn't that take a while...?"

places the wood leg down shaking his head "Nah d'sks are e'sy to m'ke I've m'de pl'nty" He pulled out an old faded crumpled piece of paper_

it was an old old one. It seemed hundreds of years old.

cranes his neck to look, "Ahh, that looks nice..."

smiles slightly at the page "I d'sg'ned th's ye'rs ago.. On' of th' f'rst th'ngs I d's'gned" He noticed the date on the bottom corner_

Jun/06/1454 ((HURAH FOR RANDOM DATES)) The smile didn't leave his face "M' b'rthd'y.."

(LOL YOU RANDOMLY ASSIGNED A BIRTHDAY? or is just the year random, lol?)

(The year is random xD that is his actual birthday xD)

perks up, "Wow... you'd make one for me?" He really just wanted something to be able to do his work on, but something traditional...! <3

(oh good, i was going to say)

(technically, aland's only 16 >w> *looked up real birthday and whatnot... well, wiki'd, anyway*)

((Yup xD sooo His birthday is coming up xDD and awwww 16 even more cute xD)

(yus! ;w; *WILL MAKE PAPPA SOMETHING*)

((Good luck? xD))

((When is Aland's birthday?)

(jan 1st ;3; *he was declared autonomous on that day, so*)

(so it's already long past...)

nods to him "I alre'dy h've m'st of th' pi'ces, it w'nt t'ke long" He continued to look at the design something was written there it was_

smudged but said something about Denmark.

grins his mom's grin, watching closely and noting the little expression change, "Hm? Somethin' wrong...?"

shakes his head "n'thing j'st s'methin is wr'tten 'bout Den h're" He pointed to the page he had forgotten about it "l'oks like.._

Danmark är en åsna..." He quietly chuckled to himself wondering if that was what he had written. (("Denmark is an ass" Heh xD))

(lmao <3)

((<3))

giggles, "Emblazoned f'rever on your plans~" And goes over to read it, just to make sure he's not making it up, snickers some more.

smirks a bit "I w's m're r'de b'ck th'n" He was still rude now but he didn't write it on paper anymore. He just swore directly TO Denmark.

nods, humming quietly, "I believe it~ I wasn't even around, then... well... or somethin'." He isn't even sure. (lolwhat)

for a moment "Uh... I d'n't kn'w h'w to f'eld th't on'.." He stood and started to collect parts for the desk.

shrugs, doesn't think too hard about it, sits cross-legged on the other workbench and watches him work.

doesn't think to much about it. He moved everything that was on his work table to the other table. He placed the wood on the table and_

beside it as well. "Th's h's g'tten m'ch e'sier" He began to place the pieces together screwing them into place. In the matter of moments_

The desk was already a table just missing drawers and the backing to the desk.

very impressed, but really shouldn't be, with how crafty Swedes tend to be, "Wow... <3"

((Funny thing is my friend lives in Sweden and she is going to Uni for computer animation she is very crafty xD))

(FUFUFU~ lol)

briefly looks back at Aland wondering why he said wow but begins to work on the drawers quickly finishing them as well.

he were that efficient, but figures it probably comes with time or effort or something... "What color?"

looks at him "Hm.. y' p'ck it's y'er d'sk"

blinks, looks at the stains on the shelf briefly, "...mn, this 'ne." He picked out a seldom-used soft gold color.

Sweden looked at it nodding taking the can and picking up a clean sponge brush he began to stain the desk "It's a n'ce col'ur" He kept_

Noticing that Aland had some of his speech patterns which did not bug him in the slightest "Y' t'lk a bit l'ke me eh?"

((EH FIT DAMN MY CANADIAN-NESS))

looks up, "Hm? Jus' a little..." He was probably trained by Fin to talk like a normal person, but...

nods "Fin tr'ed to get y' to t'lk l'ke him, b't as y' get b'gger y' are t'lkin m're l'ke me" He finished the first layer of stain.

snickers, nodding in agreement, "Mm, why not abbr'viate sometimes...?" <3

nods in agreement to him "Y'eh b't c'reful Den m'ght sm'ck y' for t'lkin l'ke me" he shook his head slightly

nods solemnly, is trying to keep on Den's good side since he has a thing for Greenie and doesn't wanna piss off her dad, "Mmhm...;"

looks at him raising an eyebrow wondering why he cared "Y' h've a th'ng for Greenie d'n't y'?" he questioned that 'All Knowing' look in his_

eyes that all parents get.

looks the other way for once, frowning, "She grew up and got 'll cute...///;;"

smirks slightly placing a hand on his son's head "Y'er a g'od k'd T'rston 'nd y' re

((DAMMIT))

re'lly s'em to c're for Greenie.."

blushes a little, "W-well... y-yeah." Loss of words when being praised/flustered.

(ahh... i should sleep. school in the morning.)

(even though i'd rather keep having father-son bonding time ;3; )

((School...?)

((Oh YEAH y' live in the states.... RIIIIIGHT))

((Good night my good child~))

(YEAHHH TEXASSS and ffff <3333)

(ilu pappa lol <3)

((Ilu too son<3))