[ owo Switzerland~ <3 ]
Liechtenstien;;
As the petite girl sat under the tree, a lovely sound come from above. Liechten blinked and looked up, seeing that the sound was coming from a small song bird. Her expression softened and the memories from her past began to file themselves into the back of her brain. After a few moments of listening to the sweet tunes the birds sang, the girl got up and brushed herself off. "I vonder vhat big brother is doing..." she whispered and began to make her way up to the house. Once entering, she began to look for him, though he was nowhere to be found. "I guess I was under that tree longer than I thought..." she whispered quietly to herself.
Netherlands;;
After toting all the barrels up the stairs and out the door, he lifted the containers of pickled fish into his wagon, proceeding to the market. Once there, he placed the barrels into rows, placing a sticker on them all with an extremely crazy price listed. With a suborn and determined look on his face, Netherlands stood his ground and waited for customers.
Vietnam;;
After cleaning up, the country sighed and tided her hair back with one of her favorite floral bows. Nodding in approval, the woman got up and head back outside, deciding today was too nice to be wasted indoors. As she walked, she began to wonder what her siblings were up to. "I wonder if I should pop by and say hello, I feels like ages since I last spoke to them..." she muttered to herself. Not wanting to be rude, Vietnam pulled out her cellphone and dialed Taiwans' number, hoping she would answer.
France;;
With a flip of his golden hair, France continued to take pictures of everything, even though he had seen it all before. This continued for what seemed like hours. Peering into restaurants and spying on woman from around a corner began to get old as the day went on, the male needed something else, something more entertaining. As he thought this, he saw a young woman he swore he knew. Acting on this silly whim, the country trailed the girl and observed her, trying to place a face with a name. Still unsure of whom it was, Francis decided it would be best to confront her. He slicked his hair back with one hand and walked up behind her, tapping her lightly on the shoulder. "Bonjour madame, this may be strange but, have we met before?" While saying this, he finally realized who she was. "Ah, Wy. Sorry, I didn't recognize you for a second."