Germany did not feel like finishing the meal, so he stood up, grabbed his plate, and threw it in the trash. He then looked at Prussia, an idea coming to his mind. He came up behind him and grabbed him into a headlock. "Say 'uncle'." He muttered, a smile on his face.
Hungary glared at Prussia, but the glare soon turned into a smile. Prussia deserved to play the 'Uncle' game, so it was pretty funny. She curled the blankets around her tighter, watching with an amused grin as Germany held Prussia in the headlock.
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Sealand tried using his other somewhat free hand to push himself out of the snow. It hurt, the way his Papa was pulling him, but he knew it was just to help him. He gave a little push and felt himself move. Another push. Another. Another. And he was free. He rubbed his sore shoulder and looked over at Finland, nodding. "I t-think it would be g-good if we w-went inside for a l-little."










