[A few hours ago Austria was probably awoken by a text from Prussia informing him that she's coming over to spend the night and that there will be lots of alcohol involved whether he likes it or not. He missed her first birthday after all, he has no room to complain. After sending that text Prussia spent her day shopping and otherwise procuring
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While waiting for her to arrive, he busies himself with making chocolates. They're simple circles, but he's kind enough to pipe a little bit of orange fondant on to some of them and make pumpkin faces. Of course, he's interrupted by all her...preußischness.]
Must you assault my front door?
[He swings it open as he says this, so let's hope she wasn't mid-kick.]
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She was in mid-kick as it happens, but her reflexes are fast enough she kind of just wiggles there instead of hitting him.]
If I didn't you wouldn't come get me!
[Look how cute she is arms overflowing with all her goodies, don't pick on her too much.]
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He watches her wiggle on the spot with mild interest, before looking at her armful of junk.]
Did a bag or basket of some kind not occur to you...?
[He steps back to let her in, gently relieving her of one or two perilously positioned burdens.]
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They wouldn't fit.
[She follows him inside, a little more sure of herself once he takes some of the more unstable goodies. Making her way to the kitchen she finally puts down everything on the counter and turns back to him excitedly.]
You made me chocolate!?
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