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"Are you two ready? Have everything you need?"
"Mhm," Russia spoke for both himself and his younger sister, Belarus. He held her hand and they scooted a bit closer to their big sister, holding their yarns and needles.
Ukraine smiled down at them, chuckling a little. She was going to teach both of them how to knit, one of her favorite hobbies—and she was hoping it could become the same for both of them. First off, they were all going to knit gloves for themselves. "Okay. Bela, why don't you come sit over here?" she said, patting the seat on her left. The woman figured it'd be easier to teach both her siblings if she was sitting in between both of them.
Belarus was a bit hesitant to leave her brother's side and looked from him to their sister warily. "Go on," Russia gently encouraged with a smile. Finally, Belarus slowly moved from his side and over to sit next to Ukraine.
Ukraine smiled again and began to ready her materials. "Okay—now just watch closely what I'm doing, and I'll tell you everything as well." Russia began to copy his older sister's actions—and Belarus did as well, just a little more clumsily (most likely due to the fact that she was younger).
Ukraine began to teach them, making sure to purposefully slower her knitting pace so they could see what she was doing, as well as giving them clear directions. Russia seemed to immediately get the hang of it, to the point where he barely needed any instruction at all; Belarus, on the other hand, had a little more trouble, and Ukraine had to set down her own work several times in order to hold onto Belarus' hands and guide her that way. Ukraine didn't mind it at all, however—to her, it was just a sweet, homey moment with her two favorite people in the world, her little siblings. And it was very nice to have both of them sitting next to her like that—glancing over her shoulder, their faces close to her own.
"Sis! I think I got my first glove done!" Russia exclaimed excitedly.
"Oh, really?" Ukraine asked, genuinely surprised, with Belarus looking over as well. "Well, let me see it."
Russia held up the patch of red yarn that he'd managed to craft into one thick, wearable glove.
Ukraine gasped with delight. "Oh, that looks wonderful! Good job!"
Russia smiled widely at the praise and held the glove back down. "Thanks."
Ukraine then turned to help Belarus, who was growing increasingly frustrated. She helped her sister for a few more moments before the little girl asked loudly, "Can I be done now?"
The woman smiled gently. "Sure. You tried your best."
Belarus immediately hopped from her seat, dropping the yarn, needles, and unfinished glove onto the floor. She skipped off while Ukraine sighed and bent down to pick up the materials. She turned to Russia and gave a half-hearted grin, while the boy chuckled. "I'll try to teach her again when she's older," Ukraine said. She glanced down at Russia's work and added, "You can be done too if you want."
"Okay," Russia replied, handing Ukraine the yarn and needles.
She took them and stood up, stretching her back. Russia copied her actions. "Well, do you want to help me cook dinner?" she asked.
"Hmm...sure!" Russia answered.
"Okay, let's go then." Russia was already racing off into the kitchen. Ukraine trotted by the fireplace and stuck the yarn and needles back on top of it. That'd been cute and fun while it lasted—now, back to responsibilities.