America grumbled as he heard his alarm clock go off next to his bed. Slowly opening one of his eyes, America groaned as he saw it was six o'clock in the morning, and that the sun hadn't even risen. For some ungodly reason, the world meeting was being held in Canada, and America didn't want to go. Not because of the meeting, but because it was fucking -6ºF, (-21ºC for foreign folk), outside. Grumbling, America pulled the sheets back over his head and snuggled back into the bed. Just as he started dozing off again, his cell phone rang. Quietly cursing under his breath, America fumbled for his phone on his night stand, not bothering to come out from under the blanket. Accepting the call, he put the phone to his ear.
"Hello?" America asked with a yawn.
"Rise and shine bro." Canada said cheerfully. "It's beautiful weather outside, snow is falling from the sky, and it's a perfect day for hockey."
"First of all, no one should be this cheerful this early in the morning." America said, his eye twitching in annoyance. "Second, any day where the wind chill is below zero is a horrible day. Finally, I will never play hockey with you again. Never."
"Don't be such a baby. It's not that cold outside." Canada scoffed.
"Only because you have weird Canadian powers that make you immune to the cold." America said. "Unlike you, I am a warm-blooded creature. I need sunshine to live bro, not grey clouds and ice."
"My heart bleeds for you." Canada deadpanned. "Come on, the meeting is in an hour. I'll see you there!" Canada said happily, and then he hung up.
"Dick." America grumbled as he untangled himself from the sheets. Shivering at the cold air around him, America got dressed. After putting on his glasses, he put on his heaviest coat, warmest scarf and gloves, and his snow boots. Sighing, he opened the door of the room and got a blast of cold air smack him in the face, making him squint. Apparently, what his brother called a snow fall was a fucking snow storm to him. Snow was blowing at a rapid pace, sticking to his scarf and eyelashes, making America blink.
"Winter has no right to be this cold." America griped as he struggled through the 3 feet of snow to his car, which he tried to open. Unfortunately for him, the door was frozen shut.
"God damn it." America sighed as he struggled to get the door open without tearing the door off. (An unfortunate side effect of his super strength was that he broke a lot of door handles.) Finally getting the door open, America quickly slid into the car and shut the door behind him. Putting the keys into the ignition, he turned them, only for the car to sputter and die.
"Oh no, not now." America wailed as he attempted to get the car to start again, but to no avail. Slamming his head on the steering wheel, America let out a string of curses. Suddenly, he heard a knock on his window, making him jump. Looking over, he was surprised to see Finland outside his window. Opening the car door, America raised an eyebrow at the nation in front of him.
"I can't help but notice that you're having some car trouble." Finland said with a sympathetic smile.
"Yeah, I guess my engine is too cold." America said with a sigh.
"My car is working. I could give you a lift if you want." Finland offered with a smile.
"I would really appreciate it." America said in relief as he got out of the car, and followed Finland.
"No problem." Finland said, as they got into his car.
"So, how was your Christmas?" America asked, turning on the heater and warming himself.
"Oh, it was wonderful." Finland said happily as he backed out of the parking lot. "I was able to deliver all of the presents early, so I was able to get back home before Sealand woke up and opened his presents.
"That's good. How's the family doing?" America asked.
"Oh, they're doing well. Sealand is starting to get interested in Hamilton, you know, that musical that's popular in your country right now?" Finland said with a chuckle.
"I've never actually seen it, but I know a lot of my citizens really like it." America chuckled. "I can't wait to see it. It's amusing to see how my citizens portray the people I used to know."
"I know, right?" Finland laughed. "You should take Sealand with you when you go see it. It's all he ever talks about."
"I'll keep an eye open for tickets." America promised. "Speaking of Sealand, where is he? Is he with you?" America asked curiously.
"Oh, he and Sweden are still at the hotel getting ready." Finland said. "The rest of the Nordics left before I did."
"Is Sweden still calling you his wife?" America asked with a smirk. Finland rolled his eyes at that. "Yes, he is. I keep telling him to cut it out, but he never does. Sealand has even started calling me mom now."
"Oh my god, that adorable." America said as he burst out laughing.
"So, how was your Christmas?" Finland asked as he pulled up at a red light. "I heard you didn't host your famous party this year.
"Oh, yeah." America said with a shrug. "I just wasn't up to it this year. I mean, I still sent out the presents like usual, but I didn't want anything grand this year."
"So, what did you do instead?" Finland asked.
"I hung out with my brother, Canada." America said. "I was really busy last year, so wasn't able to spend as much time with him as usual. We decided that we should spend Christmas together to make up for that. It was pretty entertaining." America chuckled.
"Really?" Finland asked in interest. "What happened?"
"I brought my dog and cat with me, as I didn't want to leave them home, and Hero, my cat, climbed up the Christmas tree. We didn't know it at the time, so when Canada walked by, Hero saw my brothers curl in his hair and wanted to play with it, so he jumped on my brother's head. He nearly scalped him. Canada was pretty annoyed about it. Luckily he was ok and Hero didn't break any of the ornaments on the tree."
"That seems pretty fun." Finland chuckled. As he said this, they pulled into the parking lot of the meeting building. "Speaking of eventful things, I heard you got trapped in an elevator." Finland said as he parked the car.
"Yeah, for about two hours." America said bitterly. "I hate it when those things break down."
"At least it didn't fall." Finland said, climbing out the car. As they walked up to the building, America started shivering violently. Looking over at Finland, America realized that he wasn't wearing too heavy of clothing, but a simple sweater and jacket.
"How are you not freezing?" America asked.
"Hmm?" Finland hummed. "Oh, it's not so cold out here."
"Why does everyone keep saying that?" America asked in bewilderment.
"I think the better question is why you're so affected by the cold." Finland said in amusement. "If I'm not wrong, you're one of the colder countries, like Russia and Canada, right? I thought because of Alaska you would be used to the cold." America snorted at that, and shook his head. "No, Alaska didn't become a part of my country until the 50's." America said. "The main land of my country never reached into the negative 40's, (Hey, it's the same temp in Celsius), until that state came a part of the states. I was used to much warmer weather before then."
"So why aren't you used to it by now?" Finland asked as they walked into the building, America sighing in relief to get out of the cold.
"Dude, ever sense Alaska became a state I keep getting extreme shivers during the winter. It's awful, my hands are never warm during the winter now." America said with a pout. "I think because I was originally a warmer country I didn't get the immunity to cold like you, Russia, and Canada have."
"I guess that makes sense." Finland said thoughtfully. Just then, Canada came out of the meeting room, holding a hockey stick. Spotting America, a feral grin went over Canada's face, and America's drained of color.
"I'm sorry Finland, I have to run for my life." America said suddenly, turning around and running right back out the door. "I'd take freezing to death over playing hockey with Canada any day."
"AMERICA, YOU COWARD, COME BACK HERE AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN!" Canada yelled as he chased his brother out the door.
A/N: Hey, here's another chapter for you guys. Dude, it's eleven degrees right now where I am. (-11 for you foreign readers.) God, I hate the cold. The only time it should be cold is when it snows, and down where I live, that doesn't happen a lot. The Fun fact for today is that the United States is actually one of the coldest countries in the world. And yes, that's due to Alaska. How where you're Christmas's and New Year's? Mine was ok. Our new kitten, (which we got a few months ago), kept trying to eat our tree. Btw, my new story, "My friend, My Enemy, My Acquaintance, Mr. America" is finally up. Give it a read.