"I'm going in there," Finland declared, eyeing the aeroplane that had just landed suspiciously.
One of his soldiers protested, "But it might have soldiers from... you know, them!"
"I can take them," he replied. He slowly walked over to the aeroplane, from where he was hunched down behind a pile of crates. Suddenly the door opened, causing him to immediately pull his rifle on the stranger.
"T'no, y'u here?" the stranger called. Finland's breath caught in his throat.
"Berwald?" He slowly lowered his gun, revealing Sweden, his Berwald. His heart seemed to speed up.
"Why are you here?" he asked.
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Valentines Day Stuff
RomanceOk, so I kinda wrote (very) short stories instead of actually writing my crossover fanfic, which I will get around to. I might update on Tuesday? Wednesday? Also, each of these is exactly 100 words long, except for the Omake, which is 75 words long...
