Hey everyone! My second fanfic just in time for X-mas!

SO ENJOY EVERYONE!

And MERRRY CHRISTMAS! X3

Au-revior!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia, cuz if I did, I would be killed instantly by all of the fan girls out there! X3 (cough, hem! Not funny, sorry! X3 )

(oh, and it starts in Sea-kun's perspective, and ends in Berwaldo's, human names used, no reference to countries whatsoever! Sorry to disappoint!)

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Frost laced the large dingy window in intricate designs.
A slight chill radiated from its surface causing the window to fog up from the warmth inside the small cabin.
A small pale finger prodded the glass wiping the moisture away and leaving behind a dark smeared surface.
It was night, and snow swirled through the blacked air.
Struggling to see through his tiny peephole and the blackness outside, he huffed and smeared the icy fog away with the tip of his sleeve.
Now satisfied with his work, the young boy quickly thrust his button nose against the window and leaning his pale forehead against the frozen glass not once caring for the chill seeping though his small form.
His eyes searched the swirling darkness outside.
He was searching for something special.
Something he loved dearly, and not just something, someone, someone he loved was missing out in the cold evil outside.
The small blonde, also known as Peter scrunched his nose up in frustration as he retreated from the window.
Many new emotions swarmed through his mind in tight knots, breaking apart and reforming, creating thoughts and new feelings.
Peter was terrified of these thoughts.
They were scary thought, and they ran through his head endlessly.

'What if Papa never comes home again?'

'What if he's hurt?'

Or worse, 'What if he's dead?'

Such thoughts were too much for the five year old and he burst into trembling tears.

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Snow.
It was everywhere.
Whirling through the air.
Rising and plummeting with each icy gust of wind.
It got everywhere.
In your coat, in your boots, your hat and gloves.
It was cold
So cold.
So very cold.
He couldn't think straight.
All he wanted to do was sleep.
The snow was covering him up.
And he just wanted to sleep.
So cold.
So very cold.
So very...

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Ho! Ho! Ho! MERRRY CHRISTMAS! I want REVIEWS for X-MAS! X3