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Iceland and Hong Kong were two happy boys

They walked until they got to Hong Kong's house

"Stay here" he said "My family is inside and they don't really like guests.... Or me. So we gotta, like, get in through my window"

"That sounds exciting!"

Hong Kong walked over to the window which led to his room.

He brushed some snow off a ladder and moved it under the window

"You first" he said and smiled

Iceland giggled and climbed the ladder, opened the window and hopped inside

Hong Kong's room was very warm and interesting.  He had many motivational posters and a rug

A RUG

Iceland loved rolling around in rugs. But this wasn't his house so it wouldn't be appropriate

Hong Kong hopped in after Iceland

"Don't be shy! Make yourself at home"

"Really?" Iceland was really surprised by his kindness. They had just met about an hour ago

"Yeah! Seriously"

So Iceland started jumping up and down on Hong Kong's bed laughing while he did so

"Ohh! What are you doing??"

"JUMPING! TRY, IT'S FUN!"

So they both started jumping up and down on the bed

Hong Kong had never been allowed to jump on the bed before. His guardian, China, would get mad and hit him.

For some reason, China hated Hong Kong and he didn't understand why. Hong Kong loved China and respected him a lot but all China ever did was just hate, hate and hate. He didn't care when he was taken away by England at all. And even though Oliver was a great person, Hong Kong felt horrible and useless

That's why he's always smiling. To hide the pain...And that's also why he wanted a friend so desperately

They both jumped on the bed, smiling and laughing like never before. They barley even noticed how late it was

"Oh, shoot! It's 5 am"

"Woops!"  Iceland laughed and sat down on the bed

"Do you want to stay here?"

"Hm... Are you sure? I mean, my family probably didn't notice I was gone so I'm good, but... -"

"Hey! We're friends now! You can stay if you want to"

"You sure?"

"Very" he smiled and patted Iceland

Iceland liked being patted and he blushed a little. "Alright. Just for today... I'll sleep on the rug. It's okay, I like rugs"

"You sure?"

"Very"

They both laughed and went to sleep, Iceland on the rug and Hong Kong on his bed

They both fell asleep, extremely happy

Was this the beginning of a new friendship? Or maybe something else?

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