Cradle of War - Chapter 2Iceland checked himself in the mirror, pulling at his sleeve a bit. He had grown again. Not much, not the "several inches overnight" Denmark had told him of, back when his country was still being formed and the maturity of his government caused the nation to grow by leaps and bounds. Laughing, he had even once told Iceland of growing backwards, though the young Nordic more than suspected foul.Cradle of War - Chapter 21 year ago in Drama More Like This
He fiddled a little with his sleeve again, not sure how he felt about the sudden growth spurt. Good? Proud, probably. Being a country of his own for less than a hundred years, he sort of had been looking forward to growing up, maybe even getting taller than Norway (maybe that would finally get him to stop pestering him about calling him 'big brother') though he never had any hope of topping Sweden. Or even Denmark.
Yeah. Fat chance that would ever happen.
It was not really that he wanted to deny his big brother. They were brothers, that had been established with certainty and that.. sort of did r