You hummed as you carried the box of knitted caps, gloves, scarves,and jackets in a myriad of different colored yarns. You set the boxin the main shelter, your island had no homeless as they all stayedin the shelter and you gave clothing to them a lot during this time.Especially during Yuletide, which made you wonder who you wouldinvite, if anyone. You often would spend this time with the (friend'slast name) family but they were off visiting (any country that isn'tFrance).
You thought of it a lot on the way home, maybe you'd spend it at theshelter which you would do every few years but you honestly wouldreally like to invite Francis as well. By the time you got home youlooked at the phone wondering.
You reached out for it, pulled back and reached foreword again. Yougrunted and gripped the phone, pulling it to your ear and quicklydialed his number with your other hand. You did your best to calmyourself.
"Ello oui? (a traditional way to answer the phone)" You heardFrancis's voice through the phone and smiled.
"Hi Francis it's Name."
"Ah Name. How are you cherie? (darling?)"
"Bon. (Good.) I'm calling to ask you, would you want to come overfor Winter Solstice and Yule?" You asked and after a few moments ofsilence you spoke again. "If you are busy, you probably are, but itwouldn't hurt to ask you." You finished you talked faster as yougot more and more anxious. You paused as Francis started chucklingand you blushed. "Zut? (What?)"
"I didn't know you got like t'is w'en you're embarrassed. Tresadorbe cherie! (It's very adorable darling!)"He chuckled his uniquelaugh and you blushed even more. "But my answer is yes. I'd love tocome over to visit you for Christmas!" He said happily with achuckle, "little Canada is spending this Christmas with America,brother bonding time, and Arthur is spending it with his brothers; asentertaining as t'at is I don't want to spend my Christmas watchingbrawls."
You winced, you hadn't really seen them interact but you knew therewas a point of contention. Yes Sealand would often yell about and atEngalnd, or as he called him Jerkland, but that was more a littlebrother who just didn't understand and an older brother who didn'thave much time. Wales and Engalnd got along very well as far as youcould tell, and Wales twin Ireland seemed to get along okay, not aswell as Wales did with England but not bad. However England andScotland...they had centuries of fighting and it showed.
"I'd love to spend Christmas with a belle femme~ (beautifulwoman~)" He said and that caused you to blush and yelp and he justchuckled, "adieu~ (goodbye~)" he said and hung up.
When the twenty first of December rolled around Francis came over,you waved to him and he offered you his arm and giggling you took itleading him to your home.
"So, cherie, (darling,) what shall we do until Christmas?" Heasked putting an arm around your shoulder and you giggled.
"Till Christmas Francis? There is much to do in the days!" Yousaid and he looked at you confused at you.
"Like w'at?" He asked honestly confused at you.
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FanfictionDone as a commission on DeviantArt under the name Eiffel Tower. A new country has just declared themselves, the country is a chubby girl, you. You go to the World Meeting and declare yourself now a country instead of a micronation. You catch the eye...