You pull a small cross out of the hat. "Anyone, anyone?" Finland flashes a sweet, excited smile and walks to you from his spot in front of the TV.
"That's mine; sorry I didn't have anything else to put in there." You hand him back the charm so he can affix it to his collar.
"Enough talk you two, its closet time." America roughly shoves you both into the closet and locks the door behind him, leaving you in the pitch black. You two sat down in the closet next to each other. "Remember, only seven minutes."
"Well this isn't so bad, at least I'm not stuck in here with Sweden" Finland shivered at the thought. "I tell you, that guy can be downright creepy at times. So, how have you been? It's been a while since I last saw you, your looking nice." You tried to get a word in, but Finland just kept talking "You know I really don't get the point of these parties, they always seemed rigged to me…I mean you never see anyone getting weird people like Grandpa Rome. Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't shut up yet." Finland rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. "It's just nice to have someone not creepy to talk to."
"It's ok, I don't mind, being around someone like Sweden all the time must be stressful." You patted his hand gently with yours. "I like the sound of your voice, its sweet." You gave him a smile. Finland blushed a little.
"Oh ok, I think most people find me annoying, or to easy going, but I know how to be serious, but why waste your time being serious when you can have fun?" Finland was moving closer to you know "You know what I mean?"
"I agree, I'm not good at the whole training, war type thing anyway." Finland was practically sitting in your lap now, your noses barely touching, a smile covering his face.
"You see what I mean? These things are rigged; you always end up with someone who understands you, or who you already like. I think we could make a really good pair "______"." Finland was leaning over you waiting for your response.
"Maybe this game is arranged, but I think so too. We should probably go out just to see." Finland leaned into you and placed a kiss on your lips, gently licking at them, hoping to move things along. Knowing you didn't have much time, you gave in. He pulled you onto his lap and caressed your hair while holding you tight. He moved his mouth from yours and trailed down your neck, sucking gently as he when. Before he could go any farther America opened the door.
"Hey my peoples, nice, use my closet for evil." America was smiling wickedly. Looking past him you could see Sweden's dumbfounded look. "Get out; you two have had enough fun in my closet for one night." America shoved you two out of the closet.
"Would you like to go grab some ice cream? I know a really nice place." Finland took your hand and kissed it sweetly.
"Sure, I'd love to." You two left the party and headed off to the ice cream parlor.