watches him with a bit of amusement. "Islanti...?"

looked up, his cheeks tinging faintly with pink in embarrassment as he dropped the yellow chick to the table. "What?"

blushes a bit too, taking a step back. "Oh, I just... wanted to deliver an easter egg, some late chocolate." he hands the other the egg_

a bit awkwardly, for the whole situation. The yellow chick was horribly cute, though.

scoffed quietly. "Thanks."

shakes his head. "There's a bit of liquorice inside." he smiles a bit, sitting down next to him, staring at the chick.

noticed the Finn's gaze. His cheeks tinged and he scowled. "What?"

chuckles, tapping the toy gently. "This chick, it's so cute! Where did you find it?" he hums, looking up at him.

rolled his eyes, flicking the toy at the other man. "Comes with the eggs here."

blinks. "Oh, I suppose." he takes the toy gently in his hands, wondering if Berwald could carve something alike for him.

wouldn't doubt it; the Swede was rather skilled with things like that. Though a wooden toy would hardly be as soft. Iceland nibbled at a

piece of chocolate before reaching out for a cup of now luke-warm coffee.

nods. "And, another thing. I was talking with Norja the other day, and I was thinking of a dinner, all five of us." he hums, looking up at_

the other. "Just a dinner, no beverages."

quirked a brow. "No beverages? So we'll be eating without anything to drink?"

chuckles. "Sorry, I meant no alcoholic beverages." he fidgets. "You know how Tanska and Ruotsi get when... drunk." he sighs.

nodded, cringing a bit as he sipped on his coffee. He stood up and went to go get a fresh cup. "I don't think they need alcohol to be act_

like idiots."

nods. "I agree... But better not to give the push, and if only I, you and Norja drink... Well, that wouldn't end well!" he laughs, tapping_

the toy. "It's so complicated! But at least there'll be sweets."

scoffed quietly. Enduring an entire evening with the rest of the Nordics without alcohol sounded like hell, but he'd humor the Finn and say_

nothing about what a poor idea it was.

shrugs. "I mean, there is alcohol at home, there always is!" he hesitates. "I... I just really like my furniture intact." he frowns,_

seriously considering sending the idea down to Tuonela, where it belongs.

"You really think they won't fight because they're sober?"

groans, fixing his beret. "Oh, to hell with this dinner!" he curses, throwing his arms in the air. "To hell with them all!"

blinked at the other, slightly confused with the supposedly older man's emotional outburst. "It's just a dinner."

sighs, calming himself down again. "Alright... Well, you're invited." he shrugs, standing up to leave, a small pout.

had no idea why the man was pouting. It was just a dinner. "Thanks." He said with a low scoff. "At your place?"

smiles a bit, nodding. "Yes! Yes, at my place!" he nods, beaming a bit. "And let us hope I'll still have a house by the end of it!" he_

hums. "Do you want me to cook you anything? It's not a problem!"

smirked faintly and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure, whatever."

chuckles. "No, silly! I want to know if you want me to cook any specific dish!" he laughs, sitting down again "C'mon, say it." he pokes him.

"Tch. I don't care. You're the one excited about this, not me." He was excited at the prospect of free food, and watching Sweden and Denmark

fight; that was about it.

frowns, but chuckles after, thinking it was just his way of saying 'Thank you'. He nods, smiling. "I'll call once I'm done, then!" he hums,_

clapping both hands repeatedly.

quirked a brow before shaking his head. "Sure..."

smiles. "Alright, then!" he hums, picking up the small backpack he was carrying. "Well, I'll leave you to the eggs." hums, leaving the_

toy with Iceland before departing. "Bye!"

"Yeah... whatever... Bye." He waved dismissively, silently dreading this 'dinner' already.