Sealand was lying on his stomach, humming to a song only he could hear, while colouring a picture with his new crayon. Sweden sat on the couch with his wife, Finland, watching their son.
Suddenly the little boy jumped up and pranced over to his father, smiling proudly. "Look, Papa! I drew you!" he held his drawing out for the man to see.
The serious man said nothing, only stared silently at the drawing. Finland glanced over and giggled, "Oh wow, it's a perfect likeness!"
After a while the serious man asked, "…Do I really look like that…?" The man in the picture was so… serious. Not a hint of any emotion what so ever. Except maybe some anger. His expression was almost… scary.
Finland promptly jumped up from his place on the couch, returning with a small hand held mirror. Sweden took the mirror and stared at it very seriously. After a few seconds he jumped back in shock and then quickly relaxed.
Grinning and striking an extremely sexy pose, he turned to his family and said, "Hey~ … I look good~!"