I didn't write Sweden's 'mumbling' since I believe he can say short meanings in English if he doesn't say it too fast.

And this has not been corrected by a beta-reader. If there is anything wrong with the grammar or the spelling, please tell me so I can correct it.

Enjoy!

Sweden looked over the handball field. The match was very exciting and the crowd cheered for all they were worth. Even his king standing beside him shouted encouraging to their team. It was a very close match. Every time Sweden's team got two points more than Hungary's team they fast scored so it was only one point different again.

As the 2nd round neared the end he raised his eyes and spotted Hungary on the other side. She was so into the game that she didn't even noticed Prussia harassing Austria in the background. Sweden smiled at the scene but his concentration fast shifted to the game.

He was just as much into the game as Hungary, even if it didn't show it that well. Neither he, his team nor his people had had any great expectations on the match, after all the hadn't gotten into the world championships but now he started to hope on a place in the OS finals.

His team still had one more point than Hungary's team and was in possession of the ball when there was a pause in the game with only five second left. When the game continued his team threw the ball right up in the air knowing it wasn't necessary to try making a goal with only five seconds left.

The time ran out and the match ended. Sweden's team had won with 27-26. Everyone cheering for his team went wild. The players in his team jumped around in joy. Sweden couldn't help but smile at their excitement. He didn't care if they would win or lose in the finals, he was still proud of them and he knew the rest of his people were to.

Slowly he made his way over to Hungary that was hanging her head in disappointment just like het team. He placed his hand on her shoulder and she turned her head up towards him. Before she got an opportunity to say anything he said slowly "Elizebeta, you have a great team."

She first seemed a little surprised but after a couple of seconds she gave him a sad but appreciating smile. It seem like she was going to say something but she spotted Prussia and Austria and stormed off to hit Prussia with her frying pan. Sweden allowed himself a little smile at the sight of her chasing Prussia with the pan. At least that may have gotten her in a better mood. However, he couldn't help himself from wondering if Prussia would be able to somehow get to the hospital afterwards.