It had been rather voring. Sweden wasn't allowed to do anything, and he was kind of tired of staying parked on the couch. Eventually though, Iceland left hi alone for a bit, and he took this opprtunity to move around and such with the help of his crutches. But he was a tad lonely without his insisntant brother ordering him around. His wife was missing, and Denmark wasn't very curteous.
H sat outside one night, petting Vladimir who had been brought over via his request. The draft was lipping at his hands as he offered a carrot in return for his company. After a minute though, the nordic got an idea, and relayed his plan to the horse, before sending him off to go and get what his master demanded
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