I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
Hungary stood, alone, in the midst of falling snow, her body wrapped up warm in various colourful layers- a scarf, coat, gloves, and your average wintertime outfit underneath. Her bright eyes reflected a wintry view, the trees dotten here and there bleak and barren, the grass underneath her cold and covered in a blanket of snow. She, personally, thought it was more of a thick rug than a blanket, but of course she never said this aloud.
As Hungary took a breath and let it free into the atmosphere, she noticed how it showed up in front of her like steam from a kettle, or a dragon's breath of fire. Dragons. Her. She liked that comparison. It made her feel stronger, more able, in these months of flu and common cold and pneumonia and all sorts of illness.
A familiar noise behind her sounded into the silence that had been. "Kesesese!" It was relatively quiet, but it startled Hungary half to death, and she quickly lashed out at whatever was there- in this case, Prussia. Her swift kick hit him straight in the nose, and it was not very long before fresh red dripped onto a field of white.
"Ow! What was that for?! You dirty bastard!" Prussia seemed to squeal in pain, clutching his nose dramatically. Hungary laughed at his plight.
"Huh, so I hurt you that bad, did I? Well, I'm sorry, I just don't take kindly to stalkers." With that, she went up to him and peered at his face. "Ow. I guess I did hurt your nose a little."
"A little, my ass!" Always the drama queen, Prussia was now furious. "You do that again and I'll-"
"Die? Well, it definitely seems like it, the way you're carrying on." It silenced him immediately. Wonderful. Hungary fumbled in her coat pockets and produced a couple of tissues, smiling as she presented them to him. "Here, take these, and you do the rest."
Prussia accepted them suspiciously, held one to his nose, and put the others away. He stared at her for a moment before turning away and walking in the opposite direction, seemingly dejected."Thanks."
"No problem."