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Snow fell and landed slowly on the snowy ground
"What does snow taste like?" Germany asked, looking at the Frenchman who was sitting on a log cleaning his rifle
"I don't know. Why don't you try it instead?" France responded with a small laugh as he looked at the ground.
"It's okay," he responded as he raised his head to see if the sky was slowly turning dark. He stuck out his tongue and let a small flake of snow fall on it. "eww, it doesn't taste that different from ice," he said while sticking out his tongue.
"Snow is practically ice, right?" France looked at him with a smile and shook his head, amused by the German's reaction.
"And what am I supposed to know? I couldn't finish studying, but you can!"
"What do my studies have to do with the taste of snow?"
"Uhhh....I don't know" with that he remained silent while lying in the snow
"How come birds don't freeze in the cold?" He asked again
France laughed "that's not how things work Deu or rather animals" he left his rifle leaning against the trunk and lay down next to Germany
Looking to the sky
"But they are so small, their bodies could easily freeze" he heard another laugh coming from the Frenchman and hit his shoulder lightly.
France tried to contain his laughter at Germany's strange questions and simply hugged him "come here" he hugged him while stroking his hair
"Hmph.." Germany complained and simply accepted the hug.
France kissed his forehead and then laughed again "we should get up, you might catch a cold."
"And you do not?"
"No, I'm not stupid enough to catch a cold."
Germany simply tapped him on the shoulder again as he stood up and watched France roll around in the snow, holding back his laughter.
"He's dumber." Germany rolled his eyes and stood up, brushing the snow off his clothes.