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Nerstong: don’t say the f word

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Hetaween 19/20

Day 7 Prompt: Bloody

Nerstong hummed to himself, happily pasting window clings of pumpkins to the windows while gently swaying his hips. "Admiral Halsey notified me, he had to have a berth or he couldn't get to sea!" He stopped. "What's a berth, anyways?" He shrugged, then picked up some yellow caution tape.

"My brother. Is such. A nerd." Iceland peered around the corner and drizzled red liquid all over his face. "Let's see what happens if I do this."

"Hands across the water! Hands across the sky!" He laughed, stumbling over the tape trailing behind him. "Shoot!" He faceplanted right next to his dead twin on the ground. Great.

Wait, dead twin?

Nerstong gasped, scrambling into a sitting position. Iceland was sprawled out across the floor ungracefully with blood caking his face. So much blood. "Brother?" He gently shook him. "Brother, wake up. Iceland? Emil?" He poked him in the side.

"Ughhhhh," Iceland groaned. "Nerstong, I-I need you to avenge me."

"Avenge?! Tell me who did this to you!" he ordered. "Tell me!" Tears formed in his eyes. "Who hurt you?!"

He rasped, "avenge" one last time before going still. He was dead.

Nerstong sniffled, frantically shaking him again. "Emil! You can't leave me, I need you! Please? Please?" His jaw snapped shut, and he whined. He buried his face in the older country's chest and soaked his shirt in his tears. "I love you!”

"Fuck, you're such a guilt-tripping rat." Iceland sighed, patting his head. "I'm alive."

"You're alive?!" He grinned, hugging him tightly. "You're alive! You're really good at playing dead, brother! We need to turn you into an actor!"

He rolled his eyes. "Most people would've kicked my ass for that."

Nerstong stuck out his tongue. "Day isn't over yet, brother. We'll see what happens next."

"True, it's not like you could kick my ass anyways." Iceland made a face right back at him.

"Wanna bet?" he smirked.

Just two guys being bros.