A white blank space. Indonesia points his finger furious at someone. "You Dutch have been bad bad colonisers and everyone should know it!" he yells at the confused Netherlands.
"Why are you still so upset? We made emends, didn't we" we waves his arms uncomfortable.
They do not realize the main protagonist is watching them scratching her head confused. "What's happening here?" another boy resembling Netherlands in looks walks over calmly.
"Oh it's just" Serbia says to the new comer. "How come his people are called Dutch? Aren't yours Dutch?"
"No...mine are Danish" he explains.
"I see" she says and slowly turns to her collocutor embarrassed. "And you are?"
"Denmark."
"Ok."
"You really didn't know?" he says slightly surprised.
"Well...to be honest I keep forgetting" she says apologetically. "I mean, I was supposed to write this story a while ago but" she says bouncing her index fingers together. "Kudos to whoever you paid to cast a Memory wipe spell. They did such a great job I can't memorize a single thing about you. It was worth every penny."
Denmark looks at her baffled. "Aha! Alright..." he says with a large sweat drop and walks away whistling.
Indo and Netherlands are still heard in the back as Serbia watches. "Was I talking about someone right now?" she says confused.