America's party started with a loud bang. All the lights in the house were shut off in order for the Christmas tree to stand out. When he plugged it in, the lights on the tree brightened the entire room and made it seem like the lights had been turned back on. It was a very beautiful sight.

"The party will now commence!" America yelled from in front of the tree. It was a bit amazing that so many lights on a Christmas tree could light up the entire room by themselves. I had never seen such a sight before. I sighed as I watched other mingle. I was the only female at the party, so I felt very out of place. It wouldn't have been so bad if Belarus was still around, but that's over now.

When the party was over, I took the first flight back home. It was late, but I didn't care. I just needed to get away from everyone. Many asked if I was feeling alright or if I needed to talk, but I didn't want to depress them. So, I just smiled and told them that I was alright. However, France insisted that he come with me to the airport. I didn't complain though.

"Are you sure there is nothing bothering you Ms. Ukraine?" France finally asked as we got out of the cab at the airport.

"I'm really fine France," I lied with the most honest smile I could give. "I guess I'm just bored with not being able to do anything."

"I see… Well, don't push yourself too hard." I nodded as I walked into the airport and got on the plane back home.

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Snow. The melancholy of all emotions. The time when one can't help but be sad about what is going on. Was I supposed to go on living without knowing how they were doing or if something bad had happened to them? I didn't know what to do anymore. That was, until he showed up. Some of his light blonde hair was covered under a navy hat and he wore navy pants and a navy jacket. His name was Norway.

"I can… help you see them if you want," he told me. Did he actually know what I was thinking? I looked at him with a confused look on my face.

"W-What?" I asked, hoping that he would further explain himself.

"You've been worried about how your younger siblings have been doing, correct?" Norway took a sip of some tea that I had prepared and waited for me to reply.

"H-how did you know?"

"The way you were acting was pretty obvious Ukraine. Most people wouldn't know what it was for sure, but I can read faces better than most." Norway. I had heard that he was stuck up and rude, but he was so kind towards me that I didn't know what to believe anymore.

"Well, yes, I do want to see them… but…" I looked down at my hands with a worried look on my face. "My boss-"

"So what?" Norway interrupted. I looked up at him and saw that he had a serious expression on his face. "If I had siblings and I couldn't see them, I would be feeling the same way as you. I consider Iceland as a younger brother, but he doesn't feel the same way as I do. So it saddens me a bit, but doesn't bother me that much." Norway looked down at this tea as he spoke before he looked back up at me. "However, you were with your siblings for most of your life, so it makes sense that you would feel depressed about not being able to see then at all." I looked back down at my hands. He was right. Norway seemed to be the only one to actually know what was wrong with me. It made me kind of happy about it.

"How do you plan on letting me see them?" I finally asked. Norway gave a smirk before taking my wrist and dragging me out of my house. On the way out, Norway grabbed my jacket and gave it to me. He pushed me onto a plane and we took off. I had no idea what was going on, but by the time I was going to ask, I saw a familiar looking house. My eyes widened.

It's Russia's house! I thought as the plane landed several miles away from the house. Norway led me out of the plane and we snuck up to Russia's house. He looked through one of the windows very quickly before we moved to the next one. When he found them, he told me to be careful not to get caught.

I peered by head above the window sill and saw Russia and Belarus eating breakfast with Lithuania, Latvia, and Estonia. My younger brother and sister were completely fine. There was nothing for me to worry about. Tears welled up in my eyes with relief of being able to see them. However, when I looked back to thank Norway for bringing me here, he had left.

Why would he do something so nice for me when he barely even knew me? I wanted to know. However, when I returned home, I sent letters to him. But all the letters I sent to him were all returned back to me. Were they sent to the wrong place or did he just not want to see me? I didn't know, but I was happy that Norway would do something nice like that for me. I knew that, just maybe, I was falling in love with him.


The end! This was only meant to be a two shot~! ^_^ So I hope you liked it! Thanks for reading!