Norway: Josie has been persuaded to make an appearance, although since she's making this up as she goes along, she doesn't know what yet... She'll probably be stalking someone though... Or not. There's going to be a few stalkers here... And yes, I'm looking at you, Norwaygasm and Russia...
Also, Josie apologises for the lack of description; she didn't want to make Finland into a Mary-Sue, and she's just lazy with the rest of it...
One last thing. Eugene is ShunKazamis-Girl, who has helped a lot with this chapter, and... Do I need to tell you who Josie is?


"Ice, wake up! We're here!" Denmark shouted, shaking the snoozing silver-haired country awake. With a yawn, Iceland opened the car door and stepped outside, followed by the other two Nordics he was sharing a car with.

"We're here..." Norway said, walking up to the church without waiting for the others.

"Norge, wait for meee!~" Denmark wailed, running after him. Sighing, Iceland followed them, straightening Mr Puffin's bow tie and receiving a bite for his efforts.

"Mr Puffin, please stop biting me..."

"I can straighten my own tie, you bastard!" the puffin exclaimed in irritation, flying after the other two.

"...I guess I'll always be alone..." the Icelandic boy sighed, trailing after the his friends.


"I'm, like, almost done Finny!" Poland gleefully told the bride to be as he laced up the Finnish boy's dress, totally unaware of his gasps of pain.

"Poland... That... hurts..." Finland panted, resting his palms against the wall in case he fell over.

He was still confused as to how all of this happened, but he wasn't bothered. After all, he loved Sweden, and that was all that mattered at that moment.

"There! I'm, like, totally finished!" the Pole giggled, guiding Finland over to a full-length mirror. Finland had to admit, Poland had done a good job. The dress was snow white, down to the floor and had puffy sleeves, with with the embroidery sewn in royal blue, which was the colours of his flag. Remembering that Poland mentioned he'd made a few adjustments of his own since he'd tried it on, Finland was surprised to find a chain with a iron Nordic Cross dangling down from the waist. As for his hair, Poland had just added a glittering tiara, studded with small sapphires and diamonds. The bouquet simply contained white roses, as they were they only flowers Finland wanted.

"From your smile, I'd guess that you, like, totally love it!"

"It's nice..." Finland nodded in approval, "I really like the Nordic Cross you added!"

"Oh, that was like, so easy!" Poland smirked, pleased with the compliment "Now let's go! We don't wanna, like, keep everyone waiting!"


Countries from all over the world could be seen greeting each other as they sat down, after being ushered in by Eugene. Most of them stopped to marvel at the decoration first; leafless trees, sprayed white for a wintery effect, lined the walkway, and as they stopped a deep blue carpet began, leading up to the altar.

On the front row, Prussia seemed to be having a lively conversation with Denmark, who was sitting next to a trembling Norway.

"I can sense the stalkers..." the blonde muttered, still shivering. He didn't need to turn around to know that Russia was staring at him covetingly, who was in turn being watched closely by a knife-wielding Belarus, or that there was a creepy fangirl grinning... creepily at him on the 4th row from the front.

Sealand was chatting to London, Stockholm and Helsinki in a corner, persuading them to see him a nation. Not surprisingly, they weren't convinced, and laughed at the boy's efforts.

Iceland had managed to get a seat next to Liechtenstein, and the two were laughing whilst talking about how weird their older brothers were. Thankfully, Switzerland was out of earshot; he was shouting at a very scared-looking Italy, telling him to stop running through his lawn half-naked in the middle of the night. Even though Liechtenstein had persuaded her brother that he didn't need to bring a gun with him, it was still a scary sight for the weak Italian.

"Josephine, I want you to sit with Romano to make sure he doesn't start any loud arguments, okay? Spain isn't very good at controlling him..." England ordered one of his daughters, a teenage girl with glasses and long blue hair in two bunches.

"Fine, but stop calling me Josephine! I prefer to be called Josie..." the girl sighed, looking irritated, but she sat next to the grumpy Italian anyway.

"So, Romano..." she began, bracing herself in anticipation of the barrage of insults that she knew would come out, "did Iceland invite you here? I heard you looked after his puffin once..."

"I did. I guess we're sort of friends." Romano replied... smiling? Surprised at the friendliness and lack of swearing, Josie suddenly remembered hearing from Italy Veneziano that his brother was a totally different person around girls. Maybe she wouldn't have too much of a problem after all.


As soon as Austria could be heard playing 'Here Comes The Bride' on the organ, the room went silent, turning around in expectancy. Gasps could be heard as Poland lead Finland down the isle, along with whispers of "Wedding dresses originated in Korea, da ze~!" and "That's the kind of dress I want to wear when we get married, big brother..." As Finland walked past her, Hungary sneakily took some pictures to send to her fellow yaoi lover, Japan, who had been unable to make it. Finally making it up to the altar were Sweden was waiting, Finland stopped. Smiling, Finland took Sweden's hand and stood next to him.

After listening to the priest for a while, everyone, including the couple on the altar, were getting bored, so they were thankful when the time finally came for the to say their vows. Taking a breath, Sweden carefully said his vows, without mumbling for once:

"I, Sweden, take you, Finland, to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honour you all the days of my life. I, Sweden, take you, Finland, for my lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

After he's finished, it was Finland's turn:

"I, Finland, take you, Sweden, to be my husband. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honour you all the days of my life. I, Finland, take you, Sweden, for my lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

Hungary's camera could be heard snapping away, until Austria, who had sat down next to her while he wasn't needed at the piano, told her to be quiet.

Disappointed, she put her camera away. After a few more words from the priest that no one really listened to, Sealand appeared by his adoptive parents' side with the rings. Taking one of the golden bands, Sweden placed it on the shorter blonde's finger, saying:

"I give this ring as my gift to you. Wear it and think of me and know that I love you."

"Aww, this is really cute..." murmured Liechtenstein to Iceland, "I hope I get a nice wedding, too..." the silver-haired country blushed in response.

" I give this ring as my gift to you. Wear it and think of me and know that I love you." Finland said, putting the other ring on Sweden's finger.

"You have declared your consent before the Church," the priest began, "May the Lord in his goodness strengthen your consent and fill you both with his blessings. That God has joined, men must not divide. Amen."

"N'w y'r' m' w'fe..." Sweden said, with a small smile on his face, as the room erupted into applause and cheers for the couple.

"Yep! And I'm kind of happy to be called that now..." Finland giggled, as Sweden bent down to gently kiss his wife, ignoring the excited squeals from Hungary as she whipped he camera out again. They were beyond caring.


Josie: Finally, I'm done... This took about 6 hours because I was procrastinating so much~ I don't know why, but I really like Korea in this! Oh yeah, don't expect me to do a wedding for Denmark and Norway, because I don't really want to do one after writing this. I might write what happened at the party at one point, but I'm tired and I want to go to sleep now... Yeah, I don't really know much about weddings. I had a lot of help from ShunKazamis-Girl (Thank youuu! =3) , and I had to look at a few websites for some more stuff... I hope this doesn't suck too bad! There's a poll on my profile right now if you want to have a look! It's... sort of important. Anyway, I'm off to bed now; it's 1:30 in England (that's why I was one of England's daughters if you didn't figure it out~), and I have more school tomorrow!

So goodnight! =D