It was a few weeks before Christmas at a certain Dane's home. Which means snow. Lots and lots of snow.

"Brrr... It's s-so cold! I g-gotta spend Christmas somewhere warmer. Hmm... Let's see, where's a country where I can have a good, warm Christmas?"

It took Denmark quite a while to come up with a country that fits his said description. "Norway? Nah, it's cold. Finland? Same thing, but has a more livelier Christmas though... "

Then he thought of the Asian countries. "Japan? I don't think he even celebrates Chris-"

Then it hit him. Hard. Like a falling brick the head. An image he captured in his head like a camera of Maria suddenly found its way into his head.

'Philippines... Of course...'