Hungary rolled away and stood up, running at Prussia. Gilbird, though, flew in front of her as well, making her try to dodge him. She slipped on the floor and went into the wall. If this continued, Gilbird would win. She looked at her watch again. Twenty-five seconds left. Definately not enough time to take down Prussia.
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Sealand nodded and gave a final cough. "Y-yeah. It was just really good." He set his fork down, not wanting to eat any more until he could catch his breath. He looked at the Finnish appetizer again and his appetite won over. He picked up his fork again and took another bite, making sure to chew this time.



