This is a one-shot idea I came up with since Christmas is right around the corner. This isn't part of the storyline, this is just a chapter for fun so please enjoy. 

3rd Person's POV 

5-year old (Name) woke up in her room at England's house and saw that snow had fallen on the ground outside. The little (e/c) girl rushed to the window and had a huge smile come to her face when she saw the white substance on the ground. It snowed! (Name) thought. Now I can go build a snowman! And the best part is that it's Christmas Eve, meaning I get to go to Mr. America's Christmas party before Santa comes.

(Name) quickly dashed out of the room and made her way down the stairs as fast as her little legs would let her. She could hardly contain her excitement as she made her way to the front door. However, before her little hand could reach the doorknob, (Name)'s dash came to a stop when she saw England blocking the door. 

"And just where do you think you're going young lady?" England questioned. 

"I'm going outside to play Mr. England," (Name) answered. "It snowed and I want to play in the snow." 

"Not yet (Name)," England picked the child up and carried her to the kitchen. "You need to eat breakfast. Plus you were about to go out without a coat. You'll get yourself sick if you do that!" 

(Name) sighed as England placed her at the table. I can't believe that Mr. England won't let me go play, (Name) thought. I just want to play! 

"Here you go (Name). I made scones." 

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(Name)'s POV 

I hid the stones in one of Mr. England's plants and then went to the door again to go outside. I was stopped by Mr. England again though. 

"You might have finished breakfast young lady, but you need to wear a coat, hat, gloves, and boots before you can even think about going out into the snow," Mr. England scolded. 

He then gave me all the stuff he told me I had to wear; a (f/c) jacket, (2nd f/c) gloves, brown snow boots, and a (3rd f/c) hat. I felt like a fluffy marshmallows. 

"There. Now you can go play outside." 

Right when he said that, I ran outside to run right into the snow. I jumped into the biggest pile of snow and smiled with delight as I made a bunch of snow angels. Once that got boring, I made a big snowman that I made like Mr. England. (I gave him extra big eyebrows so it looked more like him). 

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Mr. England drove the car to Mr. America's house and kept grumbling something under his breath. It sounded something like "Why do I have to go to the wanker's party?" 

"Mr. England," I spoke. "Why do you always fight with Mr. France and Mr. America?" 

"Because they're both a bunch of wankers," Mr. England replied. 

"What does 'wanker' mean?" 

"It means they are idiots."

"Oh. So why don't you just say that?" 

I kept asking Mr. England a bunch of questions and he seemed like he was getting annoyed. 

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3rd Person's POV 

England and (Name) soon arrived at America's house and found that there were a bunch of Christmas decorations all over the house; glowing lights, inflatables, etc. (Name) stared in awe, but England just groaned with how America was just showing off. 

As soon as the two had gotten out of the car, America had opened the front door so he could see the cute little 5-year old. "Hey there dudette," America greeted as the little girl ran up to hug his leg. 

"Hi Mr. America," (Name) replied in a cute little voice. "I'm so excited for the party!" 

"So am I dudette. You should come inside and try some of the cake." 

"I want cake!" 

The child ran right inside and saw a big cake that was so many different colors from pink to blue. The 5-year old wanted a bite to eat but knew that the cake was for later so instead she went to see the alien, Tony. 

As the time passed by, more and more guests arrived. (Name) was excited when she saw the other friends she knew arrive. She and Italy talked for a while and she even got Germany talking. Still, it was a little intimidating with all the people (Name) didn't know. 

The countries that had yet to know of (Name) soon found out her story of how she fell from the sky and needed a way to get home. Little (Name) would glance at the new faces and try not to be nervous around them when they asked her questions. 

As night fell, everyone went to the buffet table and began eating. As (Name) went in line with Italy, she grabbed a lot of different foods that were, literally, from all over the world. (Name) then went to sit at a table with Germany, Italy, Prussia, Japan and Romano. (Name) didn't know that much about Italy's older brother except for the fact that he was always grumpy and cussing under his breathe; plus he had a love for tomatoes. 

(Name) munched on one of the dinner rolls and then looked around at all the countries that were around her. She became close to Hungary, finding her very similar to her older sister, and would talk to Lichtenstein too whenever she got the chance. Still, (Name) was very wary around the Netherlands and Belarus, finding the two very intimidating in her opinion. Then there were the Nordics, who (Name) found very strange as well. 

After dinner, everyone just talked to each other and played games with one another. (Name) was currently playing a game of Monopoly with Switzerland, Greece, China, and Belgium and was one roll away from being able to buy "Boardwalk". She rolled a three and then landed right on the wanted space. "Yes, I get Boardwalk!" (Name) shouted in light of her victory. 

Switzerland growled a bit, being upset that he couldn't have been the one to buy the most important buisness in the game, Still, (Name) was a child and didn't know any better. "Don't think you've won yet (Name)," Switzerland told the little girl. "Someone else could still win this." 

"I know Mr. Switzerland," (Name) replied. 

"My turn," Greece said. He rolled the dice and got a five, landing him on the "Go to Jail" space. "Darn. My cat is going to jail." (He was the cat piece in the game). 

As they continued to play, America started passing out pieces of cake to everyone. (Name) got a piece herself before returning to her game. However, an hour passed by and the child grew tired. 

"Are you getting tired bella?" Italy asked as he picked the 5-year old up. 

(Name) shook her head. "I'm not....tired..." She said as her eyes began to droop. 

"You should go to bed kinder," Germany suggested. 

"But....I don't want to go to bed..." (Name) protested. 

"Well you need to go to bed little sunflower," Russia told the child. 

(Name) yawned and then sighed in defeat, knowing she wouldn't be able to stay up any longer. She was then carried upstairs to one of America's spare bedrooms by Italy. He tucked her in and wished her a goodnight's sleep and then left the child to dream. 

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"(Name), wake-up," a voice whispered to her. 

(Name) groaned a little, wanting nothing more than to sleep soundly in her bed. 

"Come (Name), you just need to wake-up for a moment," the voice told her. 

The 5-year old sat up slowly and rubbed her eyes and then tried to look for the person who had woken her up. At first, she saw no one, but then she looked to the right of her bed and saw that a blond man dressed in a santa suit, minus the beard and big belly, was sitting right beside her. "Who are you?" (Name) asked. 

"I'm Santa (Name)," the man told her. 

(Name) looked at the man in confusion. He looked familiar to her for some reason. Then she realized that this was Finland from the party. So why was he claiming that he was Santa? "You're not Santa," (Name) said. "Santa has a big, white beard and his big because of all the cookies he eats." 

Finland laughed a little. "That's just stories grown-ups tell children. I can prove I'm Santa though....Let's see....How about when you were three and you asked for a Dora doll?" 

(Name) had a shocked look on her face. "How did you know?!" (Name) asked. 

"I'm Santa, I know everything."

"Cool. What are you doing here Santa?" 

"I came to ask you what you want most for Christmas." 

The child thought about it for a minute and then whispered into Finland's ear what she wanted most of all. 

"Are you sure that's all you want?" Finland asked.

(Name) nodded. "That's what I want most for Christmas." 

"All right, I'll see what I can do." 

Finland then tucked the little girl in and then she fell asleep.

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The sun was just beginning to rise when (Name) woke-up the next morning. She quickly got out of bed and ran down the hall and down the stairs. She smiled when she saw a bunch of presents under the Christmas tree. As (Name) got down the stairs, the Axis and Allies, who were the only countries that had stayed over that night, were making their way down the steps.

"Where did all the bloody presents come from?" England questioned. 

"Pre'aps Santa finally realized zat you aren't just a 'umbug after all England," France joked. 

England growled but then decided to just drop it. After all, it was Christmas. 

"Santa sure did leave a lot of presents eh?" Canada asked. 

Everyone looked over at the Canadian with confusion. "Who are you?" Kumajiro asked. 

"I'm Canada," Canada sighed. 

"Well let's not just stand here," America said. "Let's open some presents dudes!" 

Everyone began looking around at all the presents, trying to find one that belonged to them. 

China got a Hello Kitty Doll, America got a new "Captain America" comic, France got a new cook book, Russia got a new scarf, England got a new set of potions, Canada got a flannel shirt with a maple leaf on it, Prussia got a new shirt that says, and I quote "I am Awesome!" on it, Germany got a new gun-cleaning kit, Japan got a new manga book, Romano got a bunch of tomatoes, and Italy got a new recipe for pasta. 

(Name) finally found a present that had her name on it and smiled when she found this on the tag; "To (Name), From Santa". The child opened the present quickly and carefully. When she opened the box, (Name) smiled when she saw that it was a (f/c) locket. She opened the locket up and found a picture of her and her older sister inside when they were on a trip to Disney world. 

"Is that your sister, aru?" China asked as the others looked at the picture as well. 

(Name) nodded. "Yep. This is me and my big sister when we went on a vacation last year to Disney world," (Name) explained. "I didn't realized I missed her so much." 

Small tears began to form in her eyes but she wiped them away before anyone could notice. 

"It'll be right dudette," America told the girl. "You'll get to see your sister real soon." 

"She probably misses you so much," France added. 

(Name) smiled as she held the locket in her hand. Even though she liked her new friends, she still wanted to be with her sister again. 

Again, this is not part of the story line. It's just some fun I wanted to have since Christmas is almost here. I also found out something I think is really cool; 100 years ago, in the beginning of World War 1, British and German troops were fighting one another. However, on Christmas day, the two sides dropped their weapons for that one day and got along. They traded cigarettes, looked at different photos of loved ones, and at one point, they started playing a game of football with each other. Wouldn't it be great if we could lay down our weapons, and our enemies do the same, for just one day? Heck, wouldn't it be great if there would be no fighting at all? 

Well, God Bless Us Everyone and have a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!