Music and loud voices swirled around the room, echoing in the space almost larger then a ballroom. It was the nations' yearly Winter Festival, where almost every nation in the world got together to exchange gifts with their friends and family, and to spend time with those they don't normally get to see during the year. This was a time where a truce was called, a truce that held until midnight, when the nations went back to being rivals.
Canada was sitting in one of the chairs lining the room, watching others dance in the clear space provided for exactly that. Canada chuckled to himself as he watched, for he knew that almost every couple o