Little Austria was desperately reaching out for a cupcake that was sitting close to the edge of the table tops. He tripped on his own footing, but before he could fall, Switzerland managed to catch him.
"S-Switzy!"
"You're vewy lucky I was here to catch you Austwia!"
Austria nodded in gratitude, then went back to reaching out for the cupcake that was still out of his sighed.
"Austwia if you want to weach the cupcake you need a boost"
"Boost? You mean someone to hol' me up while I weach for the cuppycake?"
...cuppycake?...Switzerland will let that one slide, just this once...
"Yeah, I go on all four, then you cwimb up on me and get the cupcake"
"But that will hurt you!"
"No, I am stwong enough!"
Switzerland bent down to all fours, and Little Austria carefully stepped on him, still worried that he might hurt Switzerland in any way. Once Little Austria was in reach of the cupcake, he was about to grab it when Celts came in with Mother Greece, who was holding a sleeping Little Greece.
"Austria what on earth are you doing?"
"I-I was onwy twying to get the cuppycake..."Little Austria started to tear up, making him lose his balance and he fell on Switzerland, who yelled in pain at the sudden fall. The yelling woke up Little Greece, who lazily opened his eyes, and stared at Little Austria.
"Mama, why is Austwia cwying?"
"I-I am not cwying!"
"Yes you are! You gots wed eyes and a bwight nose"
Then, Little Austria really did start to cry, only to get picked up by Celts. Celts tried to calm Little Austria, but he wouldn't stop crying. Celts reached for the cupcake and showed it in front of Little Austria, who then stopped trying and tried to reach for it with weak efforts. Celts gave the cupcake to Little Austria, who instantly became to nibble on the cupcake, happy that he finally got to eat it.
"Little Austria sure is special in his own way Celts""Yeah, but he's so weak, I just hope no Romans will try to take him away"
Switzerland got a tiny toy gun and started to play in the backyard with it, while Austria slowly drifted to a sound sleep in Celts's arms. Mother Greece said goodbye and went off with her Little Greece who already fell back to sleep.