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Sweden and Finland were making breakfast in the kitchen when Sweden’s son, Sealand, noisily came down the stairs and into the kitchen, carrying their dog, Hana-Tamago, on his shoulder. “Pappa! Isa! I have a question!” The micronation picked Hana-Tamago off his shoulder and placed him on the ground. he then promptly ran to the food bowl.
“Go ahead, Peter.” Finland turned towards him as he was making coffee and smiled a bit. “We’re all ears.”
“Mm,” was Sweden’s only reply.
“Can I invite Raivis over for a playdate? Please, please, please? I haven’t seen him in the longest time!” Peter put his hands behind his back and shifted his weight from side to side a little in an attempt to be cute.
Sweden furrowed his eyebrows for a bit and looked to Finland, who nodded. He always liked Latvia anyway. Sweden then turned to face Sealand and gave him his usual thumbs up.
Sealand clapped his hands enthusiastically and even jumped a little. “Great! I’ll call him right now!” The little boy ran up the stairs to go call his friend, completely ignoring the time zone issue as usual. Finland laughed and watched Sweden cook his pancakes. Sealand came down a short while later and they ate a short, quick breakfast.
About two hours later, the doorbell rang. Finland heard it, but he was in the shower. Sealand did not, because he was playing his video game so loudly that a listener could hear it from the stairs. This left Sweden to do it. He got up from his seat in front of the television, which was playing a strange skit from Sweden’s Got Talent involving flatbreads and naked men dancing, to answer the door.
Standing on the front step was a boy even smaller than Finland. He had wavy blond hair and big blue teary eyes, and was wearing a sweater vest and a white shirt. He also was constantly, constantly shaking. This was Sealand’s friend, Raivis Galante - otherwise known as Latvia.
Sweden stood there for a minute, looming over the boy even more than he did to France. Latvia began to shake even more as he looked up at the older nation, who was making his usual scary face. Sweden moved to let Latvia in, who moved inside and stood by the coat closet, holding a finger up to his mouth to bite his nails and wait for Sealand. Sweden sat back down on the couch, but unintentionally began to stare Latvia down instead of watching the TV.
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LOL xD
That must have creeped Latvia out as much as Russia.
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