Oh my goodness. That was, in the fewest amount of words, quite possibly the most beautiful fic for these two that I have ever read.

The characterization is simply amazing. I don't even know how to describe that to the extent it deserves. I /love/ the dynamic between their personalities.

All in all, extremely bittersweet, and... perfect.

Oh my goodness. That was, in the fewest amount of words, quite possibly the most beautiful fic for these two that I have ever read.

The characterization is simply amazing. I don't even know how to describe that to the extent it deserves. I /love/ the dynamic between their personalities.

All in all, extremely bittersweet, and... perfect.

Eh, poor Lithuania. D: Poland doesn't want to own you the way Russia did, or take away your independence, he just never wants anyone take you away again.

Prolonged exposure to cold makes you forget that. XD

Poland is so funny, but so sincerely adorablebii, PoLiet is win

awww this was just so nice... and poland is still being totally poland in the end... LOL... good job! _

he liet, feliks means he loves you,silly!

so cute... 0_0 3

This is just all kinds of win, really. And Poland is just so... Poland, and it's lovely how you wrote him sort of angsty without him stopping beind Poland. \o/ Wonderful job!

GOOD LLAMAS WHAT BUT LOVE COULD THIS BE CALLED. FFF. I MELTED. THIS MADE MY DAY. THANK YOU SO MUCH.

I love your choice of words, and how you detailed it _ Lovely, lovely fic! :)

*thumbs-up*

D'aw They're so sweet Loved those last few lines. :3

That's, like, totally Poland xD You made me grin from ear to ear- thank you for writing this, it's wonderful!

D'aww! The last line made me melt a little inside. It's so like Feliks to say something so cute in such an insulting way. xD Bet he doesn't even realize he's being insulting.

The way he assumed Lithuania was his again was both cute and very in-character, considering the way the supposedly equal commonwealth ended up. Which fits with Liet's response. xD And Poland's answer to that... well, it was very Poland. He doesn't mean it; he would never sacrifice his independence. I don't think he would know how to even if he ever wanted to, to be honest. Still, it's a cute statement a defused Liet completely. xD Mother-hen Lithuania, hello.

The way you set the scene was brilliant, too. I could almost smell the wheat and feel the sunshine. And you really used the setting with the billowing sheets well.

The title to this made me think of Pablo Neruda and his odes to ironing, socks, etc. That, plus the lovely snippet for the summary made me click to read it, and I'm glad I did - even though this is a short piece your characterizations shine. Independent Lithuania makes my heart warm :D and adoring Poland is adorable. that last line! 3 This is some lovely prose. yay! good job!

So cute It made me smile :D

oh daw Feliks. xD so cute. xD