Interviewing The Nordics

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(So as boring as it may be, rules come first.
1-There will be a sentence at the end of the chapter, comment questions there.
2-Try to comment your latest question on the latest chapter. It makes it easier.
3-Don't bombard me with questions. No  more than one  comment per account per chapter(per account) 
5-Think about your questions and make sure they make sense. I won't answer them if they don't.
6-The Nordics may try to skip questions. I'll try to get them to answer it though.
7-Be respectful on ships I do please.
9-You can literly ask anything here. So go wild and please don't hold back. I want all sorts of questions. Questions about relationships, the past, wars. Like anything. Ask please!!
10. Dares are okay too!

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The were murmurs all throughout the crowd. Even the raised platform that the held the five Nations had whispers being thrown about it. The nicely dressed men kept there conversation in hushed voices, but more to keep the noise in the building down then to keep a tone of secrecy.
The nation with the glasses looked up to see the time on a digital clock above the door way across the room. He said something to the two boys that were by the side of the platform talking to the elder nations. The children scurried to the seats to the right of where they were as the big man pointed at the clock so the others would see the time.
"Uh, hello, everybody!" Another tall nation called out with a Danish accent. "Its time to start so if we could all just look up here that'd be great!"
The whispers started to fade soon completely died out, as the humans all turned to face the voice.
"Alright! Before we start, we're going to get introductions out of the way!" The man was now standing, and seemed overly energetic. "Going from right to left, we'll start with Ice!"
The crowd turned its attention to undoubtedly the youngest member out of the five.
"I'm Iceland." He said.
The man next to him, looked only slightly older. A dazzling cross pin was a very noticeable feature among him.
"I'm Norge, or Norway."
The man in the middle had been the one talking before. Tall, charming and loud.
"I'm Danmark! Denmark's cool too!" He said happily.
The man sitting next to Denmark had a deep voice and adjusted his glasses slightly.
"Jag är Sverige" He said, before translating the phrase into English. "I'm Sweden."
"Moi, everybody!" A smaller man piped up beside the Swede. He seemed very cherry and reminded some of the reporters of how Santa Clause might of acted had he been real. "Olen Suomen! I'm Finland!"
"And we're the Scandinavian countries, The Nordic Five!" Denmark smiled.
"Seeing as we were hidden for several hundred years, we're sure you all have a lot of questions," Norway started.
"But, please be patient and wait to be called on before you ask anything." Iceland continued.
" This way we can get through as many questions as possible!" Finland added happily.
"All questions are allowed and will be answered." Sweden told them. "So you can ask what you want."
"Yep!" Denmark confirmed what his fellow nations had said. "So with that being said,"
The nation paused to sit down in his chair and smiled upon the audience.
"Are there any questions?"

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