So this is my first Christmas fic, sorry if it fails

so just to get something straight, Geneva and Thurgovia are both Swiss catons (a canton is like a state for all you noobs out there)

~Neva

disclaimer: do I really need to do this? everyone here knows that I dont freaking own the awesomness that is Hetalia.

You could say it all started when Geneva opened her front door to have Thurgovia shove a flyer for a Christmas musical in her face.

"Schwester~! You should audition! I'm sure you'll get a part!" she squealed and panted at the same time, she must have seen the poster at the market and ran all the way to her house for this.

"Sorry, the answer is no" Geneva sighed, already used to the request.

"B-but you would be great!" she said

"Désolé petite soeur, the answer is still no, I don't sing" she answered

"Why not? You have such a pretty voice!" Thurgovia whined.

"I said no! In way to busy to be doing something silly like that! I have work to do!" Geneva said.

"Even doctors need to have a little fun!" the girl pleaded

"Hah! Not this doctor, I still have to go over reports from foreign agencies with red cross hospitals!" thewoman snapped "I'm. Not. Doing. It! I'm very sorry sister, maybe next year" and she closed the door.

"But that's what you said last year!" Geneva cringed. Thurgovia was right, every year Geneva would find the girl at her door begging her to be in some Christmas production,preferably musicals. And every year she answered with the same answer, 'I'm too busy, maybe next year'.

It wasn't that she didn't like Christmas, in fact she loved the holiday, but getting up there in front of people she didn't even know and performing...it was just to scary. Yeah, the great Alessandra Zwingili, who has faced army and has lived under french tyranny, was scared, no, terrified of performing on stage. Even speeches maybe her nervous.

Geneva sat down on the couch and put her head in her hands, she felt terrible lying to her sister like that, she wasn't busy at all, the reports had already been reviewed and approved. She heard the mail slot open, Thurgovia's face peeped through.

"Please schwester? Just give it a chance?" she pleaded one last time.

"For the last time, NO" Geneva snapped. A look of utter defeat came over her face.

"Ok" she sighed, but slipped the poster through the slot "just give it a chance? For me? Please?" she gave Geneva puppy eyes and left.

Geneva stared at the poster and sighed, Thurgovia really wanted her to do this didn't she? She picked up the poster, wondering if she really could do something like this. a mental senario played out in her mind, no matter how she thought it out they all turned out bad.

"sorry, Thurgovia, I just cant do this" she silently apologised and opened the trash can, she was about to toss the poster in when a whine came from beside her. Crepe looked up at her misstress with a look that said 'I know you are not about to throw that away when your sister asked to to try it like that'...ok, maybe thats just how it looked in Geneva's mind.

"dont give me that look! You know how I get on a stage!" she was just about to toss it in when the pittbull grabbed the paper and ran down the hall.

"HEY! Reviens avec ça!" geneva yelled and chased after Crepe, she found her sitting next to the phone, motioning to it with her tail.

"oh no, I know what your doing you rascal!" Crepe did not look impressed.

"dont give me that look! Im terrified of stuff like that!" geneva looked at her feet. Crepe tilted her head to the side, which in Geneva's head meant 'maybe its time to face your fear'

Geneva bit her lip, should she do it? It would make Thurgovia happy, but could she do it?

"well what if I freeze and make a fool of myself?" she whined. Crepe growled.

"ALRIGHT! Alright! I'll audition! You happy?" Geneva relented and snatched the paper out of the dog's mouth and dialed the number on the bottom of the page. Crepe barked and ran in a circle.

Geneva sighed. 'what am I getting myself into this time?'

soooooo you guys like? I already have the next chapter ready, I hate to say this but Imma need at least three reviews in order for the next chapter to be posted. so REVIEW PEOPLE!

flames will be used to roast marshmallows!

~Neva