... wonders if he could have some...

it's fine if he comes over~

over instantly and in her house.

doesn't notice. She expected him to knock at least. =o She's still in the kitchen, cutting up fruit.

looks over her shoulder. "It smells goooddddd." He never knocked.

jumps, accidentally cutting her finger. Oh shoot. :/ "Oh, Denmark. You startled me." She smiles, setting everything down to run her finger-

-under some cold water.

blinks. "Ah, my bad. I normally do this to everyone. They're use to it by now." He rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a band-aid for her.

giggles. "I'm not used to it yet." She takes the band-aid though and slips it on. "Dank u~"

smiles. "Velkommen~" He stole some fruit to nibble on.

smiles. Cute. She goes back to cutting up the fruit. "How many waffles do you want?"

shrugs. "However many ye don't want?"

laughs softly. "I made enough for three. Just in case Nikolaas stops by." Which she highly doubted, but, one could never be sure.

smirks a bit. "Cute." He sat on the counter and watched her.

- "What is?" She puts all the fruit in a bowl and goes to set it on the table.

shrugs. "Makin' some for yer bror. Even though he probably won't show up."

hums. "Guess I'm just hopeful."

nods. "Want me to text him to come over?"

blinks, blushing a bit. "A-ah.. I doubt he'll come anyway."

shrugs. "I can try. He likes me." He pulled out his phone. "Well~?"

bites her bottom lip. "Okay."

smirks and eagerly texts him.

busies herself with serving Denmark his plate of waffles.

stared at his phone, waiting for a response.

waits.

frowns.

blinks. "What?"

"He's not replyin'."

sighs. Then smiles. "Oh well. Just eat~"

nods and goes to sit at the table. "I didn't even mention comin' here though. I just asked if he wanted to chill."

hums. "Maybe he's busy." She pours herself some coffee.

shrugs. "Still. He normally tells me to 'fuck off'."

scoffs. "And that's getting along well with him?"

smirks and nods. "Ja. That's normal."

- "Men.." She smiles, shaking her head.

rolls his eyes and dug in. They were warm and good and yummy..

glad he likes them.

liked sweets of any kind really...

picks at her fruit, occasionally taking a few bites.

tilts his head. "Somethin' up?"

shakes her head. "Why would anything be up~?"

shrugs. "Do ye normally pick at yer food?"

doesn't. "Just thinking~"

"About?"

- "None ya." :3

raises his brow.

grins.

keeps looking at her.

- "Eat your waffles."

rolls his eyes but does so. "Somethin's up."

shakes her head.

nods.

eats a strawberry.

kept watching her as he ate.

getting self conscious now. >>;

kept staring.

blushes. "What?"

"What's up?"

- "... Nothing much. Didn't we exchange greetings earlier?" Oblivious.

sighs. "Belgium."

winces a bit. That's the same tone Nikolaas used. ".. What?"

noticed that. "What's wrong?"

- "... Just wondering why he hasn't replied yet."

nods a bit. "I can go find out after we eat if ye want."

shakes her head. "It's fine."

shrugs. "I might anyways. It's not like him to not reply."

- "Okay.." She was just bummed about it.

wondered why?

hoping Nikolaas would come. That's all.

sighs a bit. It hurt him to see her this bummed out.

why it would hurt him..?

didn't like seeing people sad. Especially women these days.

hums. She was sorry for making him feel bad. She sipped some coffee, sighing.

leans back as he nibbled on a strawberry. "Ye should send him stuff."

blinks. "Stuff?"

nods. "Ja. Like, letters, chocolates, stuff like that. But don't put yer name on it."

- "... Like a secret admirer?"

smiles and nods.

- "That's a bit silly though.."

"Why?"

shrugs. "I don't know.. I mean.. What's the point if he doesn't know it's me?"

smirked slowly. "To mess with his mind."

- ".. That's mean." :/

"So? Is it not mean that he's ignorin' ye?"

sighs. ".. Yes."

nods. "So mess with his mind."

bites her bottom lip. "I don't want to mess with anyone's mind. I don't." It wasn't like her.

shrugs. "Kay. I'll do it then."

groans. "Denmark."

"What? I love messin' with that idiots mind!"

- "Don't call him that." :/

"Why not?" Pout

huffs. "Because..."

"Whhyyy?"

- "Because! Only I can call him names."

"What do ye call him?"

blushes. "... Asshole. Jerkface. Dork... " The list goes on.

laughs a bit. "So nice."

- "They're affectionate names..."

rolls his eyes. "To ye maybe."

- "He doesn't care."

nods a bit. "I know. Because he's an idiot."

giggles. "He is. But I love him."

smiles a bit at that. "And that's why I think it'd be good for ye to send him gifts."

hums. "I'll try that."

smiles more and nods. "Even if nothin' happens, it'll be fun for ye."

smiles. "Guess so.. Oh well."

leans back and licks his fingers. "Tell me how it goes, ja?"

mock salutes him. "Yessir."

rolls his eyes as he stole some more fruit.