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Ukraine nervously approached her older brother, Russia. He noticed that she had her hands behind her back and tilted his head. Belarus watched from around the corner intensely.
"What are you holding?" Russia asked curiously. Ukraine blushed and quickly held them out to him, her "bountiful lands" bouncing. She revealed a soft, knitted, purple scarf as her big blue eyes met his violet ones.
"I made this for your, brother!" she cried out, throwing at him. "To keep you warm in your barren wasteland!"
Belarus hissed like a rabid cat and began chasing after Ukraine, whom cried even louder while trying to escape her clutches.
Russia pressed the wool against his cheek and smiled. His sisters sure were weird. But he liked it like that.
A/N: Next…another Nordic! I shall do more Norway and Iceland for this, I suppose.