The Canadian Connection

Ch. 8 Can I Axe You Something?

Recap.

"Did you plant the bug on him Kiku?" Alfred demanded when his Japanese partner returned to him in the rented car (under a false name of course). Kiku nodded before passing the American a new ice pack, which Alfred immediately replaced the old one on his head with a sigh of contention. "Oh, that's the stuff."

"Hai Alfred-san. I brushed against him in the train station and planted it on his jacket; we should have no trouble following them now." Kiku reassured the American. Alfred grinned happily at the news before turning the key in the ignition.

"Fantastic, we'll track him down yet." Alfred cockily declared before pressing on the gas, the car lurching forward and merging with the traffic inconspicuously, hiding the occupant's true nature and the next level their chase had entered.

Norge had an ever stoic expression. He had always had the somewhat unemotional face, which had confused his parents to no end and as he aged his expression and somewhat perpetually bored nature had remained with him. It had made birthday parties somewhat awkward for the Norwegian's guests but he had endured the somewhat weak ridicule the other children had directed at him with stoic grace. Besides, he had the trolls for company after all. Norge had rarely ever lost his temper and he liked to think his self control had grown quite impressive until he had actually lost sight of his breaking point altogether.

Sadly, Mathias was coming very close to the point and as such Norge was distinctly aware of how little more he could take. They had been on the road for approximately five hours and Mathias had begun complaining about being in the back seat after almost five minutes from leaving the station. Once he had run out of material in that regard he had just started talking for no apparent reason that Norge could discern ranging from question to stories to bragging. Norge could normally deal with that but it had begun to go downhill after Yong-soo had engaged the Dane almost immediately in conversation and they would not. Stop. Talking.

"So this bar had just some of the best freaking booze you had ever seen. I drank like three guys under the table before I finally called it quits or they threw me out, I'm a little hazy there. But damned if the liquor there didn't slide down smooth as you please." Mathias boasted, describing one of the many, many bars he had frequented and was bodily removed from. To put in perspective exactly how many stories there were of this, he had gone through a fifth of them in the last three and a half hours but most disturbing of all was the way that the Korean was keeping pace.

"Did you know the bar scene was invented in Korea?" Norge could not resist raising an eyebrow at the declaration. Did the Korean honestly believe that someone would fall for that? It was ludicrous.

"What, seriously? No way."

"Yeah, I'm not surprised you don't know that. Very few people do which is surprising."

"You're shitting me."

"No I'm not. You go to Korea and go into a bar and it's like wow, that is how it's done. Bars in Korea are always a step ahead in trends dazee."

"Wow. That's cool, how's the beer?" Norge lowered his eyebrow when he realized that Mathias was in fact buying the story. In reality, he wasn't terribly surprised but still come on, it was a compete crock. Yet, it was nevertheless really starting to annoy Norge how they had yet to cease their banter.

"Well, most beer did originate in Korea so..." Norge could imagine the Korean shrugging in his mind.

"Ok, now I know your lying." Mathias snorted in response to the Koreans statement.

"Hand to god. You know how all those toys and stuff have made in China on them because they were made there." Yong-soo explained without even a snicker to betray the fact that he was lying through his teeth.