Extremely sad. Sorry. ((Is actually not sorry but who gives a fuck ammi rite))
Imagine little Sweden going to school for the first time. He's almost too shy to approach anyone, and when he does all of the kids in the area run away screaming because of his scary face. He ends up sitting alone in a corner and starts to cry.

Little Denmark, who absolutely cannot stand seeing anyone cry, tacklehugs Swe and also starts crying, blubbering on about them being friends and Sweden "never, ever crying again!" Poor Swe's too confused to react, and ends up hugging Den back and trying to comfort him awkwardly.

After that day, Sweden can't get Denmark off his tail. Den literally follows him everywhere he can go; they always play together, get paired up in groups, etc. He doesn't mind though, and while Denmark can be annoying they become great friends.

Imagine Sweden and Denmark walking home together, the best of friends, when a car hits Den, killing him instantly.

Sweden doesn't cry at the funeral, because he knows Denmark wouldn't want him to.

Ciao~
PRU