Chapter 1: Norway's POV

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I bite back a yell of pain as my foot makes contact with a rather sharp Lego brick. "So this is Denmark's idea of revenge," I think to myself agitatedly. Although, I must admit, the idea is genius. Hide anything that could protect my feet and scatter the death bricks. I sigh and make my way carefully around the maze of Lego death. Knowing where he hides, I stride to his room and throw open his closet. There he sits, a look of surprise and slight fear etched on his boyish face. I can feel my anger about to bust, but this time, I don't move to stop it. Instead, I unleash it.
"Idiotic Dane! What the hell do you think your playing at?! Seriously, that was the last straw!"
I see Matthias shrink back further into his closet. I growl and haul him back out with his tie. I move closer, rage turning my face a burning red.
"Listen closely. I'm leaving. For good this time. No take backs, no redos. That was your final chance."
I take deep breaths, then release my deathgrip on the Dane's tie. He rubs his neck, tears brimming out of the corner of his blue eyes. I ignore this, turning to leave for my room. He opens his mouth to protest, but remains silent, tears streaking his cheeks. I mutter a spell and everything in my room is packed away. I grab my coat not looking back because I know that Denmark is standing in the doorway. I mutter my farewell and slam his front door behind me.

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