Bonding Time: I'm telling you Aussies don't belong on ice

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Disclaimer: I SUCK AT EVERYTHING FLUFFY AND ROMANTIC AND STUFF LIKE THAT, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS WANT FROM ME I'M SORRY THAT THIS IS MY WEAKEST PIECE OF WORK. 

TRASH IS AHEAD AND I APOLOGIZE FOR IT. 

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Dreamz found herself perched on the couch in the living room, her face not showing much emotion as she flicked through the channels wondering if anything interesting was on. Today she had nothing planned nor did she have any inspiration to do anything that was the slightest bit artistic and it was these things that made her despise life. Not having an idea on what to draw or write was the equivalent to being stabbed a good hundred times in her opinion. And add on the fact that she has nothing to do... Well she may as well be dead now, the most she's done this week was getting her hair dyed to the dark chocolate brown colour it was now.

Man this sucks.

"Hey New South Wales." She perked up, eyes falling onto a male with stark green eyes and blonde hair that framed his face. He looked at her shifting his gun slightly. "I need to go out for a while. Can you look after Lichtenstein for me?"

Now Dreamz wasn't all that comfortable with kids. She didn't know how to act appropriately around them nor did she understand what they wanted from her. Yet despite this she always seems to convince them that she is their 'big sister', a title that she worries over as she wasn't exactly the greatest role model out there.

I mean just look at the amount of times she has had officials chase after her, it's ridiculous.

"Um... Okay sure." She found herself agreeing to the task. And well she sorta have too since everyone else is so incredibly busy. "How long are you going to be?"

"Some hours." He answered. He then narrowed his eyes slightly. "You better not hurt her."

"No promises-"

He glared.

"I mean... I promise not to hurt her in anyway possible." Dreamz rephrased. Basch nodded before turning and heading out- the shut of the door indicating his departure. Sighing the now brunette pushed herself off of the couch turning off the TV before walking down the hallway- heading over to Liechtenstein. She knocked on the door, a soft 'come in' being heard.

With the consent Dreamz opened up, leaning against the frame as she looked over at the small blonde haired girl sitting in front of her dresser as if she was preparing to go out herself.

"Hello Ms New South Wales." She said in a cheerful manner.

"Hey there." Dreamz commented. "Just so you know Basch left to do something so it's just you and me here."

"Oh that's fun!" Lichtenstein said clasping her hands together. "Was there something you wanted to do then?"

"Uh well um I wouldn't mind if we did something nor would I mind if I didn't." Dreamz said slowly, trying to think through her choice of words. "I'm just letting you know that your brother isn't here and yeah."

The girl looked away from the mortal for a second, biting her lip slightly as she thought over something. But then she decided not to contemplate it and be bold and ask- this shown as she puffed out her little chest, sucking in a deep breath. "I have a question for you Ms New South Wales."

Dreamz's eyes widen slightly for she knew the girl was going to ask her to do something with her. That's what all kids seem to want from her, she just prayed it wasn't something traumatic.

"Yeah...?"

Lichtenstein squeezed her eyes shut, letting the question slip off of her tongue, "will you go ice skating with me and Hungary?"

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