Twelve Days of Christmas - Day Three

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That's more like it, heh. Of course, now I've said that, every single entry from now on will be late. Just you wait and see.




On the third day of Christmas, Santa Finland gave to me, three Bad Touch friends.
Spain: Guys, guys, look, it's Romano! Romano, Romano, over here! Romano! Yoohoo!
Prussia: THE AWESOME ME IS HERE! What are your other two wishes?!
France: Ohoho, why Santa, usually you put my presents under the tree, not on top of it.


Two Italian twins.
North Italy: Happily I always keep emergency pasta nearby!
Finland: Looks good! Can I have a plate to throw at Britannia? Don't want him to starve up there.
South Italy: Ugh, it's that tomato bastard. Hide me before he sees me, I don't wanna have to deal with him asking me if I liked the four thousand tomatoes he got me for Christmas.
Spain: ROMANO! Do you think he heard me? Should I go over there?


And Britannia Angel on a tree.
Britannia: Oh shit, France is here? Quick, someone chuck me up a pair of pants. And some pepper spray.

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[sushigal007.livejournal.com]

Heh, poor Britannia indeed. Although I think by the end, he's going to be safer on top of the tree than down on the ground.