Hey, Prusse! I was wondering if I could drop over for a few minutes some time today? If not, that's cool, too, but it's just been a while she we've seen each other, ya know? [How nonchalant is she? So nonchalant. But really Prussia, how big are your hands she can't remember and must come look or these chick mittens won't happen.
And after she's addressed her friend, she'll get the vine to switch to a full broadcast for her.]
Hello, everyone! I know the holiday season is, well, more or less here, and lots of people have festivals and celebrations in the winter, so I was thinking maybe we should try to do something. Everyone, I mean. Unless the Queen is planning on ruining everything for us, but let's try not to be too negative, eh? There's already plenty of mistletoe up for decorations, so with a little bit of cheer and companionship, a little party or group skating outing or something would be fun, I think... Right? [Canada is trying to be confident about suggesting things, really. Just bear with her. Or possibly encourage her, that always helps.]
Oh, and I think I made too many cookies again today. Feel free to drop by the spaceship if you'd like some before my sister eats them all.
[Then she thanks the vine so the feed will end, and for the better part of the day she'll be outside of the spaceship (which smells like gingerbread and cinnamon, if your nose is keen) practising Christmas carols on her harp and waiting for visitors. Although she's aware of the mistletoe, she's not too worried on avoiding it, so you'll just have to be. Or not.]