Dudes I love you! Florida is fantastic, and I'm really glad I had the chance to write this up and post it. I love doing this, and I'll try to still do it at least at once a day if I can. If not, at least ya'll know why. LOVE ALL AROUND!

Finland found himself standing on the floor of an empty ballroom. Glittering ice sculptures of snowflakes lined the walls, and in the middle of the floor stood a fountain of rainbow falls that bathed the space around it with a glowing pink light.

"Oh goodness-"

Somewhere in the background, music started to play.

"You're my first...

My last...

My everything…"

Finland felt someone put a hand on his shoulder.

"And the answer to

All my dreams..."

Finland turned around to see his mysterious snuggly stranger, snazzily dressed in a shiny blue tuxedo with a hand outstretched towards him.

"You...you want me to dance with ya?"

The stranger nodded.

"Ah! This is so sweet! Yah of course I will!"

Finland took the stranger's hand and followed him to the middle of the dance floor.

"You're my sun...

My moon...

My guiding star..."

Sweden's face was burning as he put his hand on Finland's waist. This was so cheesy, this was so completely cheesy. There was no way this could work. What had Sweden been thinking?

Then Finland put his hand on Sweden's shoulder and smiled at him. "This is the cutest thing! Your interior designing skills are amazing!"

"My kind of wonderful...

That's what you are."

Well...as long as Finland liked it. They started stepping back and forth, into that awkward sort of shuffle done by people who don't really have a clue about how to slow dance.

That was alright. Even if they'd known how to dance, Sweden was so entranced by how the rainbow glow reflected off of Finland's bright brown eyes that he'd likely trip if he tried to focus on anything else.

Cute...

"I know, there's only

Only one like you."

Now, how do I get him to kiss me?

"There's no way

They could have made two."

Finland was swimming in the stare of the stranger's deep blue eyes when his partner stopped dancing and stood still.

"Eh? Is something wrong?"

Without a word the stranger placed a hand on Finland's cheek. Finland's heart took off like a speeding snowmobile as those warm, strong fingers started stroking the side of his face.

Finland sighed as he closed his eyes and leaned into the stranger's caresses. Ah, the feeling was lovely! Too lovely… was this really all happening in his head?

"Yeah you're my reality...

But I'm lost in a dream..."

I want to kiss him…but…should I? I mean I only met him two nights ago, and outside of my dreams he doesn't even exist! Besides, how would the Magic 8 Ball feel about it?

But the tenderness of the stranger's touch was getting the best of him. The part of Finland that wanted to fight it was drowning in a Baltic Sea of bliss as their faces were starting to slowly come closer together.

"You're my first...

You're my last..."

Finland leaned forward and pressed his lips against those of the tall, mysterious stranger.

"My everything..."

The ice sculptures exploded into a dazzling array of fireworks and the Barry White song switched to Dj Sammy.

"We're in heaven..."

The fireworks continued as the kiss grew deeper. Sweden placed his other hand on the back of Finland's head and gently slid his fingers through that silky blonde hair. That song was lying, heaven had nothing on this awesomeness. He'd best pull back now so the spell could break…but once the transformation was reversed Sweden would be more than willing to go right back at it.

Sweden gently pulled his face away and closed his eyes, waiting to feel the walls of his sphere-shaped prison to explode around them. It'd be wonderful…Finland would wake up and find the man he'd been kissing in his arms instead of a Magic 8 Ball. And then the memories would come back and they could get married and be in love and all this heartache and craziness would at last be done with, all of it.

Everything was going to be alright again… Sweden's heart soared as he felt the world around them fill with bright silvery-white sunshine. This must be it! This must be the transformation coming undone.

"That had to be the most fantastic dream I've ever had in my life! Oh, hello Magic 8 Ball. How ya doing this morning?"

WHAT?

The spell wasn't broken? No, no this couldn't be right…

Right or not, that's how it was. The sun was up, Finland was there looking like all kinds of adorable as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and Sweden was…

…an 8 ball.

-HUAH?!-

"Eh? Hey, what's a matter Little Friend? Ya doing okay?"

-…-

8 Ball Mode = Bad

8 Ball Mode = Can't hug Finland

8 Ball Mode = Can't protect Finland

8 Ball Mode = Basically can't do anything

Can't hug, protect or do anything for Finland = Strong dislike

Therefore,

Sweden = Strongly dislikes 8 Ball Mode

Looks like I've got a phone call to make.