pats her, and hopes everything turns out well soon.

its a shame all protests in her country turn out the same.

sighs, protests in general end the same,, there's not much they can do. He wonders if she feels like joining them?

she could join them. Her boss is a tyrant.

bites his lower lip. Well, then the rebellion is quite strong... He wishes her luck pulling him down, tyrants are never goood.

thanks him, no ... they never are ... especially when they want their people to call him 'Batka' ('Papa').

nods, frowning a bit. "Nej.. that never happened in Danmark." smiles a bit, patting her. "If ya need anything..."

looks at him. "Dziakuj."

raises one eyebrow. "What?"

"Oh ... that means Thank you in my language" sighs, most Belarusians didn't speak their own language any longer.

smiles. "Oh, pretty~!" he hums, crossing his arms. "We Danes say 'tak'." winks a bit, then tilts his head to the side. "De.. Dziakuj?"

"Tak means 'yes' in my language." looks at the wink curiously. Tak, Dziakuj, you said it right."

blinks. "Tak.. well, yes we say 'ja'." laughs a bit. "Yes~ learned something~!" beams, making a silly dance.

watches the silly dance, tilts her head. "Why do you do that?"

pauses. "Ah..." he looks down, feeling a bit silly, before he smiles. "I'm silly?"

"Nothing wrong with being silly. In my country they have a big pillow fight on the anniversary of the battle of Grunwald. That's silly."

blinks. "Oh, really?" he smiles. "In my country we have a party, the Fastelavn, we hit a barrel tied to a tree. The one who breaks the_

barrel is the Queen of cats, the one who hits it off the tree is the King of cats.. kids love it~!" sighs, smiling.

"That sounds very silly, and like it would be very fun."

laughs. "It is, but that's by February.. maybe you could come one of those years and check?" shrugs, putting his hands on his pockets.

watches him, curious that he feels shy. "I would like that. Would be something fun to do during the winter."

nods. "Ja, ja!" smiles, scratching his neck. "We have many other parties too, my people are quite.. good at this~!" hums. He vaguely wonders

if he's boring her... geez, she must be thinking he's an idiot.

finding him incredibly amusing. "People who like to have a good time are very interesting to me."

smiles, raising one eyebrow at her. "Hm, really?" he grins arrogantly. "Well, I'm quite good at this.."

"Are you? So other than busting barrels in the winter, what other fun things do you do?"

narrows his eyes. "Challenging me?" he nods. "Well... I can sail, because I was a Viking, y'know, I can handle my alcohol ridiculously_

well, so go out to drink is by no means problem, I can... well, I can say silly things, they make people laugh, somehow. I can dance a bit,_

and hm..." pauses. "Okay, I'm boring." laughs.

"Alcohol, really ... I am from eastern Europe, I of course no nothing about drinking." finds him more amusing, wonders how silly he is_

drunk. "What kind of dancing do you do?"

*know

laughs. "Oh, yeah... you're there chilling with vodka and I'm posing with beer." grins, shaking his head. "Hm, I can dance to techno,_

because I usually go out to chill and that's what they play, but I can dance to tradicional stuff too... and waltz."

"techno, you like that sort of dancing? Seems loud and fast."

taps his own lips. "Loud and fast? Yep, that's it~!" he grins. "That's me." laughs a bit more. "And you? Tell me what you can do!"

"Me? I like to dance. Techno's fun, if it's not too loud. I like most kinds of music. I also have fun festivals, like Kupalle."

nods. "Oh, Kupalle? Tell me about it.." he hums, arms crossed. "Nice ya like techno too..." hums in a lower voice.

"Kupalle is a festival at midsummer. We have bonfires, we bathe in a river, and set wreathes of flowers in the river too. We jump over_

the fire and dance around it. It can also be a romantic time for couples."

nods. "Sounds nice... Save for the romantic time." he smiles. "I'd have to get a pair for that." taps his lips, before shrugging. "Oh,_

well... it's worth checking~!" hums.

confused. "Get a pair for that? Why would you need a pair? And a pair of what?"

shakes his head, waving a hand. "Oh, nothing!" he beams, looking away. "Just.. thinking out loud! Sorry~!" hums, cursing himself under_

his breath.

"If you think you need a date for Kupalle, you don't need to. You can find someone at the celebration to spend the night with."

blinks. "Really? Nice!" he smiles, nodding. "I'll be there... but, well, you can enjoy without date anyway, certainly..."

a date*

"Oh sure. There is dancing of course, and drinking. Lots of food. Everyone has a good time. Even if they don't find a partner for_

the evening."

grins. "I like that, you'll be sure to see me~!" hums, thinking for a bit. "Midsummer, huh? Yeah, I'll be there!"

"That's wonderful. Have to wait until next year, but it's something to look forward to, yeah?"

nods. "sure~! I mean.. I'm looking forward to a party me and Sverige'll set in ten years for the Öresund, so a year is nothing!" shrugs.

"Dozhinki is coming up next month. That's a harvest fair we have in my country."

bites his lower lip. "Hm... next party we have is only by October." he taps his lips. "What happens in Dozhinki?"

"it's a very old festival to celebrate the end of the harvest season. We have fairs with competitions, races. People show food_

they grew, animals they raised. It's a very fun time. "

nods. "Oh, nice... but I think I'll wait for the dance one!" grins.

"There's music too. I like the music." Gives him a wide-eyed look. "Do you really want to wait a year to go dance?"

shrugs. "I am...more than a thousand years old, what is one year?!"

"...... Good point. Are you really that old? You look really young for an older nation."

nods. "Yep.. been lurking around since.. the fifth century, or something."

"Wow, I've been around since the mid 13th." Realizes she's a baby compared to him.

grins. "You baby!" he pinches his cheek, laughing.

"Ow!" rubs her cheek, frowns at him.

smiles, grinning. "Okay, I'm done!"

pouts at him. "That hurt."

pouts back. "Sorry!"

reaches up and pinches his cheek.

had far much worse, so just closes one eye, chuckling.

pulls out her knife. Ivan would be running from her in terror right now, not sure how to deal with this.

raises one eyebrow, still staring. "Pull down, Natalia..." he sighs. "I mean no harm."

looks up at him, slowly puts the knife away. "I'm not sure what to do. You don't run away from me."

blinks. "Should I? You're so cute and innocent.." he smiles. "I couldn't run!"

"You don't talk to Ivan very often, do you?" Has no clue what to do now, he thinks she's cute and innocent?"

laughs. "No!" was a viking... children were playing with ponies and he was raping women and burning homes.

"Oh, well if you do, you might change your mind about me." hopes he doesn't talk to Ivan. He's cute and has nice eyes.

shrugs. "Ah.. nej." shakes his head, looking up and messing his hair a bit before looking down at her, grinning. "Why? Is Ivan scared of ya_

still?"

nods. "Tak, he is. I tried to take him a treat the other day, he acted like I tried to poison him." sad face.

cracks up.

him a curious look, tilts her head. "That makes you laugh?"

nods. "Of course!" he beams. "That's ridiculously funny!"

stares at him, wondering what's so funny about it. "I guess it is. Because I was really giving him lemonade, not poison."

shakes his head. "And he plays though, scared of such a young miss..." grins. "I'll make so much fun of him..."

"I don't think he would like that very much. My brother can be pretty mean when he wants to be."

shrugs. "If you say so... but he's, meh, not thaaat scary now."

"I think the extreme heat is affecting his brain. He's acting stranger than usual."

crosses his arms, frowning a bit. "Well, he's with China, and lemma tell ya one thing: men in love get completely retarted."

"But ... aren't you in love with a man too?"

grins, winking. "That's the point!"

"So are you saying you're also retarded?" tilts her head at him.

pauses. "Well, y'know, love fucks our mind.. it's not really retarded, just.. blind? Weird? Yeah..." nods.

"Hmm, I suppose so. I've decided recently that there is no point being in love with Russia, he always runs away. I will probably never_

fall in love. I will not have to worry about being retarded."

bites his lower lip, patting her head. "It is.. sometimes it's good, you see." he smiles. "It's good you're over Ivan, but.. don't say_

you'll never fall in love." he laughs a bit. "Those aren't good words...

"

"But everyone is nervous when I am around." shrugs. "It's just as well I'm not in love anymore."

shrugs. "Not everyone..." he sighs. "And if they are, learn how to show them otherwise?" grins. "Dude, I keep an axe at home, and_

people don't run away when I'm around..." laughs a bit. "They would.. a looong time ago."

"I have a knife. It's a small knife, but it's enough to make everyone scared of me."

waves a hand, motioning to see her knife.

's knife appears in her hand instantly. "See? Not so big."

blinks, but takes it, swirling it around his fingers. "Nice blade..." he hums, throwing it up and catching after.

very startled he just took the knife like that from her. Stares at him, wondering why he isn't afraid of her.

simply plays with the knife around. He had fought with Sverige; sure, he had been a bastard himself, but the bear wasn't thaat lovely_

back then.

watches him, impressed by his skill. "You've handled knives for a long time."

smiles, handing it back to her. "Well... I know a bit of it, had to learn to yield swords and all, but I'm not at my best with knifes~!"

"I see. I can shoot a little, but I like my knife the best." puts it away as quickly as she made it appear.

grins, she got skills. "Hm... Finny is a great shooter, really. But I don't think he does it anymore..." he sighs, frowning a bit. "I suck_

so hard at shooting..." laughs.

"I've never seen you with your axe, do you still practice with it?"

nods. "Ja~ I could show ya, any of those days.." shrugs. "We could have a little fight too, hm?"

nods, small smile on her face. "Tak, we could, that would be fun actually."

grins, crossing his arms. "Right~!" he nods. "I'm plannig a small other fight with Sverige, it'll be pretty bloody, but we can surely do_

it soon~! Or after the fight~!" shrugs. "Just pick, milady!"

"Just tell me where and when, and I will be there." looks him in the eyes. "It sounds like fun."

blinks a bit lost, before looking back into her eyes with an arrogant grin. "Ja, I will."

's eyes take on a challenging glow to them. "I look forward to it."

nods, narrowing his eyes a bit, taking the challenge. "I also do."

"Make sure it's soon. I haven't had a good practice fight in a long time, or any fight at all."

"I will." he grins. "You better be prepared, I won't go all frilly just because you're a girl." he hisses.

"You better not go all frilly, and I promise not to do the same for you."

laughs, nodding, offering his hand for a shake. "It's a deal."

puts her much smaller hand in his, and gives him a firm handshake, so he knows there's strength there. "Deal."

smiles a bit at her small hand, but nods at the firm shake, grinning and pulling back after. "Awesome!" he beams. "So, see ya?"

"Tak, see ya." keeps a steady gaze on him.

waves, grinning as he dashes off.

watches him. "I wonder if he will keep his word?"