Yugoslavia: How romantic, forcing them to kiss.
Serbia: Shut it, Grinch.
Bulgaria: But shouldn't we wait for the Orthodox Christmas?
Slovenia: Well, when is it?
Serbia: It's on the 7th of January.
Greece: Well, Gary is Catholic. And we're also celebrating today.
Slovenia: Let's just invite him as well, and then we'll see on the 7th if we're gonna do it again.
Croatia: Love, I don't think they'll fall for it the second time.
Albania: Why are all of you ignoring the nickname? Gary? I'm totally using that.
Serbia: Okay, who's calling him?
Macedonia: Bul, do you have his number?
Bulgaria: No, who do you think I am?
Slovenia: I've got his number, he's my neighbour, after all.
Serbia: He's my neighbour, too, but I don't have his number.
Slovenia: That's a separate problem.
(Calling Hungary)
Slovenia: Hey, you got any plans?
Slovenia: We've got a Christmas party, you wanna come?
Slovenia: Doesn't matter what idea Austria has, we both know that if Switzerland will be there, you'll become the third wheel.
Slovenia: Let them enjoy their date for once.
Slovenia: Okay, I'll see you in an hour.
(Call ended)
Slovenia: Yeah, he's coming.
Bulgaria: Now what?
Greece: We decorate while listening to some cliché Christmas music.
Serbia: Fun.
(One hour later)
Macedonia: Wait, are Hungarians usually late?
Slovenia: No, those are Italians.
Yugoslavia: Fashionably late, my a**. If there's alcohol, I'm coming an hour early as a taster.
(Doorbell ringing)
Greece: I'm pretty sure that's him.
Croatia: Dad, you open the door.
Yugoslavia: Why?
Serbia: It's your house.
Yugoslavia: F*ck.
Yugoslavia: *opens the door* Hello, Romania.
Bulgaria: *whispering* Sh*t, Romania's here first?!
Yugoslavia: I see you brought your non-Slav, too.
Romania: No, it was a pure coincidence. We bumped into each other at the door a minute ago.
Bulgaria: Oh, both are here.
Greece: That actually makes things easier.
Yugoslavia: So, do you two enjoy freezing outside? No? Then I guess I have to invite you in.
Romania: Hi, fam!
Hungary: Hi, guys.
Slovenia: Hungary! Make yourself at home!
Yugoslavia: Please don't.
Serbia: Hey! Курац (D*ckhead)! Look up!
Hungary: *looks up* A mistletoe? Really?
Romania: Aw, it's for us!
Romania: *turns Hungary to face him and kisses him*
Yugoslavia: Get a room!
Romania: *middle finger* That was your own doing.
Hungary: He can't handle our burning love for each other.
Serbia: Okay, that's too much. We did the dare. Can we start drinking now?
Hungary: Totally! I brought pálinka! Romance, we're taking the bean bag.
Slovenia: Merry Christmas, everyone!
Everyone: Merry Christmas!
Yugoslavia: And I'll unfortunately see you again in January.
T-rex_lover: Guess who was sick for the holidays!
Amber~Koral: What an amazing Christmas gift.
T-rex_lover: That's what we get for not having a Christmas tree this year.
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Ask/dare the Balkans
FanfictionI just had that idea. (also I couldn't find a cover picture that fits) Ask or dare them anything, from their crushes to who's the oldest to their favourite food. Anything! Countries: Blood-related - Yugoslavia (father), Croatia, Slovenia, Bosnia a...
