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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]

When Prussia finally made it, a pair of skates slung over one shoulder by the straps, she was already half an hour late. Different excuses were on her mind, but the real reason--the fear of falling flat on her face--was the one she wasn't about to confess.

The pair was an ivory colored and high shafted, the sort Prussia was used to from her time whenever winter had graced the lakes with ice. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, a change from her usual, careless style.

"Lost track of time," she said eventually, with a sheepish smile.

[At a different time because yeah]

[runawayalot.livejournal.com]

A tug at her shirt. The little brat was back.