"Austria! Help me find it!" cried Liechtenstein as she ran through a field of tall grass.
Austria was 3 meters behind her, trying to catch up. "W-What are we looking for? Did you lose something?" Austria was trying to think of why was he helping Liechtenstein and not Switzerland. 'Where is he anyway?'
"I lost it!"
"You lost what? Did you lose a ribbon or something?"
"No! A wild goose!"
"A goose?" Austria stopped running. "Why are you looking for a goose?"
Liechtenstein turned around, "Because it was hurt and I accidentally chased it away."
Austria sighed. "Oh. Why did you ask me to help you then? Switzerland would be better at this."
"Because he was the one who hurt it," she said with a frown. "It came out of the bush at us and he shot at it. And I don't think this goose wants to see him again so I sent him away and called you."
Austria sighed again. "I see. Well, let's keep looking for it."
Liechtenstein smiled and nodded, "Okay!"
Suddenly, there was a loud honk and a rustle not too far from them.
"That might be it!" she happily said and started to run in the direction of the sound and Austria followed her.