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Characters: welljustwatchme and beerjugs | Canada and runawayalot at a different time in the same log for ease.
Date: November 9th.
Summary: Skating!
Warnings: N/A.

One could only stay cooped up in a spaceship cooking things for her sister for so long. There was also a limit to how much practising of one's harp one could do before it got boring. Thus, running out of things to do, Canada had gotten in touch with Prussia, inviting her out for an afternoon of skating. It seemed like the nice thing to do with someone she considered, at least contemporary times, a good friend.

This was why she could be found waiting at the front doors for her friend to arrive, fiddling with one pigtail as she peered around, hoping Prussia wouldn't be late, or get lost, or any of a thousand other things that could go wrong once Canada said, "hey, let's do something."

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[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

As much as her aching muscles begged her to sit down, the hard layer of ice didn't look particularly inviting. Instead, she alternated her weight, swaying softly.

"You're patronizing me again, but I guess I can live with that for today. Not that I did this for any of the things you promised me. I was just proving a point, of course."

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Dipping her head sheepishly at being called out, Canada chuckled, skating away backward to make a lazy trip around the centre circle.

"You were very fast, though," she insisted, glancing over at Prussia. "Faster than I expected. You've earned your future scarf."

[beerjugs.livejournal.com]

"I went too fast and tired myself out just as fast," Prussia shook her head. It wasn't as if she was a horse, really.

And on that note, she really did miss the beast.

Once the aching in her legs ceased somewhat by virtue of her not human nature, she skated lazily to where Canada was circling, stuffing her hands in her pockets against the cold.

"I took Germany skating once. It feels like a lifetime ago."

[welljustwatchme.livejournal.com]

Canada purposely passed up the opportunity to comment on the idea of too fast, or how Prussia obviously had pushed herself in their race. It would have just been mean spirited, and while Canada never really considered herself athletic, as soon as she had skates on, it was virtually limitless just how far she would push herself.

"Oh?" Perking up a little at the Germany comment, Canada switched the direction of her circle, to pass near by Prussia. "Was she any good?"