really wishes he was good at sports. That would require work though....

watches a parade from his front porch, holding a mug of coffee tight.

nibbles at some licorice as he stares at some paperwork.

may or may not be hiding in his closet during a storm....

debates shaving... His mustache was growing in unevenly and he didn't like how it looked...

hadn't shaved in a while and was both a little happy and a little sad that nothing had really grown in yet.

found some of his bro- er, Norge's things and looks through them.

sighs and slumps back in his chair, annoyed. He hated having to do all the work he had put off the last year at one time....

grumbles a little in his sleep and curls up next to Denmark for warmth.

makes sure Soren isn't around before sneaking over to a window and setting down three little wooden shoes with puffins painted on.