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A cloud of steam stalked Finland as he stepped out of the shower. He sighed with relief as he toweled off, glad that Sweden hadn't walked in again while he was washing off. He set the towel down and went to reach for his clothes.
...They weren't there.
"Eh?!" Finland gulped as he wrapped the towel around his waist as cautiously pulled open the bathroom door. He'd set his clothes on the sink counter, he was sure he had.
Please don't tell me Sweden took them. What on earth could that man be up to?
Finland quietly shut the door behind him.
"H'llo-"
"WAH!" Finland stumbled back, his towel slipping down ever so slightly before he yanked it back up. "Ah, ha, hi Sweden! You uh, wouldn't have happened to see my clothes, would you have?"
"They're 'n th' w'sh," Sweden explained as he held out a pale pink house dress, complete with ruffled on the sleeves and heart shaped buttons down the back. "Ya c'n wear th's."
"Wha-ha ha ha! Don't be ridiculous, I couldn't possibly wear that!"
"Hm?" Sweden seemed puzzled. He looked from the dress to Finland and then back to the dress.
"I underst'nd-"
Finland's shoulders slackened with sweet relief.
"...ya m'st n't like the color..."
Finland's feeling relief was gone.
Sweden retreated back into the closet and returned with a sky blue copy of the previous dress. "Here ya go," he mumbled, handing it to his wife before leaving the room.
