returns home to see a foreign stranger in her house. She grips her frying pan tightly. "Who are you?"
making breakfast when he was surprised by her return. He turned around and held his hands up in surrender, smiling uneasily. He really
didn't want to be hit. "János Héderváry... you, in a strange way, I guess."
frowns. "You are... the male me?" She has seen the other nation's counterparts before but looking at hers feels strange. "You look stranger_
looks at her neutrally, really not wanting to be at the receiving end of that frying pan. He puts his hands down, blinking. Strange?
That's not usually a compliment... "It's nice to meet you too."
imagined her male counterpart to be more manly than she is. "Are you making breakfast? Make some for me too!" She smiles.
visibly calmed when she spoke. So maybe he wouldn't get hit after all. He smiled brightly. "Of course. How do you like do your eggs?"
replies. "The same way as yours. We do have many things in common, don't we?"
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if they are similar in that regard. "Sunny side up?" He asked experimentally, cracking open two eggs.
((Whoa two? That's really high cholesterol o.o Though I'm not sure what Hungary really likes,,)) smiles and nods her head. "Yes it is."
(( >//> eats two yeah it's probably terrible. and i was just taking a guess. XD )) hummed as he worked. "I met Romania," he said,
looking amused. "He had some interesting things to say when I asked him about you."
raised an eyebrow. "You did? What did he say?"