A Hetalia series of small events

In an office stood two silhouettes, one angrily shouting in a thick accent while the other was smirking and was proud of the fact he had managed to start a conversation to prove that he was strong. His impressive short hair was a little wild, had silvery white hair with a sleek shine to it, and was ready to fight the louder, more angrier person. Prussia knew the first battle had been won, and he was glad that he was clearly superior to all other countries. Germany was furious that Prussia would dare consider himself higher than the great Germany!

"NO! No! You v'ill not stop me! I will rule all and will win the battle. I have It...aly...a-and Japan! Yes. Japan is much better than Italy! I mean..." Germany was sweating nervously, angry at himself for backing into a corner. Italy was by far the most lovable idiot on the planet. If anything was with pasta then he'd be the right man for the job but unfortuately when it came to anything...useful...no. He wasn't a help. Still, Germany cared deeply for the little runt and would do whatever was necessary to protect him and his perfect little loose curl.

"Geeeermany!! I'm c-c-c-cold!" The door to the office flung open and little Italy practically floated towards Germany. "You're like my big brother. I will love you and support you and do all the things brothers do." Germany actually cracked a smile for a second before it faded and his hand slammed on top of Italy's hair.

"Ve are in a very important discussion! Please leave us alone until ve are done." He sternly looked at Prussia and noticed something odd. The confident smirk had vanished and there was something on the tip of his nose. Italy's sudden entering had let in a small flurry of snowflakes from outside and one lone flake happened to land itself on a particularly itchy spot on poor Prussia's face. His face started to flush as his mouth slowly opened, his eyes grew hazy and unfocused.

"H...h...h-hh..H...H'Kssh! H'Tssho!" Very tiny and surprisingly adorable sounding sneezes squeezed out of his strong body. Prussia flinched as he was reminded of his dance with Hungary earlier. She looked lovely in her red dress and red high heals, but he had come prepared in a swaggering, dazzling white shirt and tie. Snow was falling all around the two as they danced outside. It was just like the song, "baby it's cold outside." Unfortunately troublesome snowflakes interfered with his lovely dance and got sucked up his nostrils and his wintery breath panted and heaved and he had to let go of Hungary as he sneezed his embarrasingly cute sneezes.

Both Italy and Germany were staring wide eyed at him. "That...was unbelievably cute." Germany whispered to himself. Prussia stomped his foot and blushed a very deep red.

"No it isn't! You saw nothing! Nothing I say!" He rubbed his nose with just one finger to get the ticklish feeling out.

"I was...pretending."

"Denial further justifies a previous action." A serious tone voice stated as a matter of fact kind of voice. Everyone turned around and saw Japan looking right at Prussia. "For someone who lives in a cold climate you have a weak nose."

Hearing someone call him weak made Prussia angry. He stormed out of the office, shivering a little as the very cold air made his nose tickle all over again. "H-hha...hH'TSssoo!" A more wet sneeze escaped him and he went out of his way to head back home.

To his surprise Hungary was there and she had prepared a warm drink for him. She was fast asleep but it was obvious she had been worrying about him. Prussia smiled gently, leaned forward to kiss her, and his previously cold body warmed up as his face touched her skin. She was the cure for the winter sniffles.

"Happy holidays Hungary." He whispered to her.