Hong Kong had Sealan- sorry. Hong Kong had Finland and Sweden seated at Norway's kitchen table. They each had a juice box and a cookie.

"All right." Hong Kong looked at each of the persons on his side. "Sweden, would you like to go first. Tell us why you declared war on Finland here."

Sweden sipped his juice box angrily. "I woke up this morning. And that as-"

"Language please, Mr. Sweden."

Sweden squinted at Hong Kong and rubbed the paint streak across his face, smearing it a little. "I woke up and started to go down the stairs and I see him." He took an angry bite of cookie. "And I don't like him, see? So I yell at him that's he fat, just to see if he'll-"

This is why countries don't want to give you independence. Imagine if all the countries behaved like this. Hong Kong rubbed his temples. Why must children exist?

Blinking in bewilderment, Berwald looked at Sophia, then Tino. They'd just explained how Tino was put here by Santa Clause and he knew someone in this town was his soulmate or something, and Sophia just knew his soulmate was Berwald. So, blushing furiously, Tino explained that he had no idea who he was, or anything about himself, only that his name was Tino.

He looks cute when he's blushing like that. Berwald told them (mostly Tino) how he didn't know anything about himself either. Sofia watched them talk, smiling a sad, but glad sort of smile.

"-I thought you w're a resident of th' town, b't then I saw you at the hotel, so I thought-"

"You saw me at the hotel?" Tino had to look up at him to see eye to eye.

"You walked p'st me, that's when you dropped th's." Berwald held up the lily he still had for Tino hadn't taken it yet.

Tino leaned in to look at the flower, his head was just inches from Berwald's hand. His hand reached up and took the lily, leaving Berwald's hand empty. Berwald moved his hand to touch Tino's face gently. Tino stayed still against his hand, but his eyes looked up to meet Berwald's.

Berwald smiled. The smile was genuine, but it strained his face; as if it wasn't used to smiling. Tino's purple eyes looked up into Berwald's.

"I-" Tino started to stutter.

Berwald feared what Tino would say. 'I don't think this is right.' 'I don't love you.' To him, not another moment could be wasted. He caressed Tino's jawline with his thumb as he leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

"CHILD! YOU OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!" China banged his fist on Norway's front door. Russia stood behind him, petting the fluffy white dog that had been sitting on the lawn when they arrived.

Inside, Hong Kong, Sweden and Finland were all shoving and punching each other furiously. Hong Kong had given up his peaceful approach when Finland had bitten his arm in retaliation for telling him to shut up. So they slammed each other against the table and threw things onto each other's heads.

Russia came up behind China. "I've got the door. Hang-"

"Don't you DARE touch that house!" Denmark rushed up behind Russia and China. Iceland stood a little further back in the yard, supporting an unconscious Norway. "I WON'T hesitate." Denmark balled his fists and tried to stare down the two nations.

China looked over his shoulder at Denmark. "You don't know what you're messing with kid. I'm just trying-"

"I said DON'T-" Denmark started to yell, but Russia was already running at him.

America sat on his comfy brown bean bag chair in his apartment. His laptop was on his lap and his cat was sitting on his legs. He scrolled down his twitter feed, feeling very comfortable and sleepy. He crunched some more popcorn.

Something popped up:

'HONG KONG JOINS SWED-FINNISH WAR. NEW THREE WAY WAR BATTLES IN NORWAY, NORWAY IS UNRESPONSIVE TO PROBLEM. CHINA STEPS IN TO STOP IT'S S.A.R., BUT DENMARK TAKES A STAND. RUSSIA GETS INVOLVE-'

America stopped reading. He fished some more in his popcorn bowl. If things ever looked like they would affect him, he might step in. If not… this really wasn't his problem. Crunching on popcorn, he scratched his cat's ears. "I'll probably be fine. Europeans huh?" America laughed, his cat purred along in agreement.

AUTHOR: S.A.R. here means 'special administrative region'. That's what Hong Kong and Macau are. I feel like that's a legitimate abbreviation. I sure hope it is... I also don't have Twitter, so if that's not how Twitter works, I'm sorry. I'm only really on Pinterest right now... ~-o *rubs eye* HAPPY HOLIDAYS!