"Wow… look at all the snow!" Little America said, pointing towards the vast expanse of white that covered the fields. "It's like Magic!"
Finland smiled, having decided to visit the child before his Christmas run. "Indeed! Snow is what the world makes when it becomes winter!" Finland said cheerfully, patting the child's blonde hair. "You can even make snowmen out of it!"
"Really?!" America asked, eyes sparkling with wonder. "Wow! Can we make one?" He begged, tugging on Finland's red suit.
"But of course! We have to hurry though, or nobody will get their gifts for Christmas on time!"
The little boy helped the older nation roll the snow into balls, and then stack them on top of each other. The little boy searched out pebbles and twigs for the face and arms, and then they put a little hat on it that Finland provided from his sled.
"There we are!" Finland said with a grin. "A perfect snowman!" He said, but then thought for a moment. "You know- I'm pretty sure Mr. Denmark and Mr. Norway are much better at it than me."
"No way?! But yours is so cool!" America said with those sparkling eyes again.
"Haha! Well you'll have to see someday!" Finland said, climbing into his sled. "Have a merry Christmas America! And a wonderful new year!"
"I will Mr. Finland!" America laughed, watching the Nation fly off in his reindeer-drawn sleigh.
It usually slowed him down a little on his round about the world. But How could Finland not stop to give the boy the gift he wanted every year?
Someone to play with.
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