Three nations made their way down the streets of Germany in coats, hats and boots, their shaking hands clutching little booklets filled with music. It was not snowing yet, but it was ice cold outside, and all three nations knew the harsh winds well. One of the three, the youngest, took a swig from a relatively large bottle before smiling in glee and continuing his walk.

"Hey, guys, which of us thought this would be a good idea?" Estonia muttered, seeing his breath appear in mid-air like a gust of steam. "I'm freezing out here."

"So am I!" Latvia exclaimed, smiling. "But it's only a little while until we're there, Estonia. We'll be fine!"

Lithuania nodded his head in agreement. "Definitely. At least, I hope so…we don't want to freeze to death…"

All of a sudden, Latvia pointed at a large building almost impossible to miss over the skyline. "Hey, guys, look, it's Germany's house!" The three rushed up to the front door without a second thought, barely missing a couple of bikers and pedestrians as they ran. When they got there, they immediately started to knock on the door, waiting as a small eye peeped out of the doorway and quickly popped back out.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH! PLEASE DON'T HURT MEEEEEEE!"

A small sigh could be heard from behind the fairly evident form of Italy, and Germany quickly opened the door wide, smiling slightly as he saw the three Baltics.

"Hello. Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania, was it?"

"Yep! That's us!" Latvia exclaimed, Estonia quickly quieting him. He took another sip of the bottle, and then continued grinning slightly creepily towards Germany.

"Yes. So, why are you- oh." Germany soon realised why they were here due to the sight of them shivering with little booklets, Christmas carols littering the pages. This was the one thing Germany could not stand during Christmas, yet it was no surprise to him that the Baltics were going around singing- with little self-esteem partly due to Russia and wonderful singing voices, the lesser nations knew more of the talent the three had than the Baltics themselves did.

Lithuania looked at Germany, hurt evident in his eyes. "You don't want us here? We can leave, we've got Austria to go to next…"

"Germany!" Italy called out, peeping his head around the now ajar door. "If they're here to sing, they should stay! Singing is always wonderful!"

"…OK. Just one song, though. This kind of thing isn't really my favourite."

Latvia beamed. "OK! Let's do the Three Kings one, guys! It's your favourite, right, Lithuania?"

"Yep." Lithuania smiled. Well, let's get going!"

We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

They continued to sing through the whole carol, Italy smiling and tapping his foot daintily on the floor. Germany, also, couldn't help but smile. The three of them were in perfect harmony, and it was always a pleasure to hear them sing, carols or not.

O Star of wonder, star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy Perfect Light

As the last, final verse ended, Italy gasped in shock. "You guys were so good that it sounded like someone else joined in on the last verse there! Awesome!"

The colour slowly drained from the faces of Lithuania, Estonia and Latvia- they knew what was coming. They turned slowly, and ran straight away at the sight of Russia standing calmly behind them, smiling at Germany and a bemused Italy. Their screaming was heard a little in the distance, and Russia tried his best not to laugh at their plight.

He held up a little leaflet. "There's a spare one here for them. I guess they don't want it, huh? That's a shame."

And with that, Russia too turned and walked away, humming a nice little melody to himself. The door to Germany's house also closed a bit afterwards, and soon enough everything was quiet in the streets.

Ahhh, the Baltics are so OOC. Whoops. xP
Again, have a nice day or night from everyone's houses! I love how you guys who comment greet my sore, sorry eyes with a greeting from the houses. Iggy says hi, and offers you a scone...? :D
See you all tomorrow!