Dear Finland 3

Dear Finland

3. Sealand

"Dear mama!
My big jerk brother isn't getting me any awesome manga - so may I have a copy of M*d*rn W*rf*re 3?
Thanks! Love from Sealand!"

Finland cautiously looked into Sealand's living room, expecting to find the young Micronation fast asleep on the couch just like every year. He found nothing but a tree with twinkling lights and homemade ornaments, an old couch Sweden had given the boy years ago, and a sturdy wooden table Sweden had made specially for him.

"Odd," he murmured. "Where is he?"

Deciding not to question the good luck that had sprung upon him, Finland walked over to the table where a letter and a clear baggy of carrots was waiting. He read the letter first, sighing over the fact that Sweden had gotten Sealand to start calling him "mama". He would've preferred him teaching Hanatamago more tricks over being called by such an effeminate name.

He slid the letter into a pocket on the side of the bag and then waited for it to be teleported to the elves. While waiting, he decided to take a look at all of the photo's decorating the wall.

The largest was a family photo. Finland was on the left and Sweden on the right while Sealand was in the middle with Hanatamago on his head. Next to it was one of Sealand with his older brothers - England, Scotland, Wales, and Northern Ireland. (The Republic of Ireland had a separate picture with Sealand, having refused to be anywhere near the UK Quartet. It was probably for the best, considering how bad it was just getting the five in the picture to stop arguing long enough to take a few shots.)

The newest addition to the wall was a group photo of the Micronations. Sealand was in the middle on a red couch. Wy and Kugelmugel were seated on either side of him, while Molossia stood behind the couch between him and the Austrian boy. Hutt River was on the far end of the couch, facing away from everyone. Seborga had elected to take up a space on the other end of the couch and was sitting on the back near Wy. Ladonia was the last Micronation to grace the picture, standing a foot or so away from the couch.

Finland felt his bag get weighed down by something and knew Sealand's gift was ready. He turned towards the tree and set it down before reaching inside, finding a rectangular package almost immediately. He placed it under the tree, taking care to arrange it so it was leaning against one of the other packages.

"Merry Christmas, Sealand," he whispered as he hoisted his bag up onto his shoulder. He made sure to get the carrots - a gift for the reindeer - and then left out the front door to where his sleigh was waiting.

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Next: Hungary

By the way, if you have no idea who the other Micronations are, I've put the link to the comic strip at the top of my profile. It's called: "It's a treasure box of countries".