Finland was red in the face with laughter as he sat across the table from the Magic 8 Ball.
"I can't believe that's the history behind the toga trend! That's so silly. How do ya find these things out? You're in a league all your own Magic 8 Ball."
If only you weren't out of my league… Sweden thought sadly as he watched Finland reach forward and pull the vase of blue flowers closer.
"I can't stop looking at these flowers ya gave me…that was so sweet of ya! Nobody has ever given me flowers before."
-Nh…- The forget-me-nots were a bit charred at the ends (guess that's what happens when one cuts stems with laser vision) and despite Sweden's best efforts some of the petals had fallen off when he rolled them onto Finland's doorstep.
-Glad it makes you happy.-
"It makes me extremely happy, thank ya!" Finland gave him a warm smile.
Cute…
-That's good…-
Suddenly some combination of Finland's cuteness and stir-crazy desperation caught a hold of Sweden and caused him to blurt out-
-…because you're everything happy in the world to me, Finland.-
The insanity-induced courage fled from Sweden as Finland let go of the vase, folded his hands and stared down at the table.
"Magic 8 Ball…I…I don't know…"
MEANWHILE, IN THE AMAZING MIND OF FINLAND:
Magic 8 Ball = Darling
Magic 8 Ball = Kind
Magic 8 Ball = Pure hearted and loving
Magic 8 Ball's Personality = Finland's most favorite ever
However
Magic 8 Ball ≠ Sexy
Mystery dream guy = Sexy
But
Sweetness = More important than sexy
Magic 8 Ball = + Infinity Sweetness Points
Therefore
Finland's feelings for the Magic 8 Ball = …
…=…
?