India, a woman wearing Sambalpuri Saree wrapped on her waist with two collars, one silver and the other golden, and a silver bracelet with a ruby on it, knocked on Brazil's door. He opens it with his usual open yellow shirt and blue shorts.
"Oh, wassup India" Brazil greeted with his usual cheerful tone.
"Good morning Braazil, sorry that I'm late, just got distracted by the nature" India said, taking a look at the surroundings that she found to be beautiful.
"Don't worry, around here truly is beautiful, unfortunately it may not last forever" Both fell on silence after that comment "Shit, sorry. Didn't mean to bring the mood down like that" He sais as he scratched the back of his head.
"Oh no, don't worry. It's important to be self aware of this problems"
"Umm... Let's go then?" India nodded, excited to see more of Brazil's culture "Unfortunately we don't have the time to go in deep about everything, but I'll present you to a dish, a drink, a dessert and one of my musics. So let's go" They walked to a restaurant in the middle of a city. They sat on a table and soon, they received a plate of feijoada, beans with different types of meat and some lettuces in the middle. India messed with it a little.
"What is this?" She asked.
"This is what I call feijoada. Granted it isn't the real feijoada, as that carries rest of animals that bearly anyone eats" Brazil responded, eating his plate, then receiving a bottle of caipirinha.
"And that?" She pointed to the bottle.
"This is a alcoholic drink very common here" India looked at it with concern.
"I don't like alcohol that much, so I'll have to pass on that" She said.
"Aw, c'mon India, I know you're strict on alcohol and things, but at least try it" Brazil poured some caipirinha in her glass. India took it and gave a quick sip. India placed the glass back on the table and pushed it away.
"Yeah, not really my thing" India smiled. Brazil shrugged, not everyone will like everything. India ordered a mango juice and looked at the feijoada, she messed with it a little bit more. Brazil noticed this.
"Don't worry, there are no cows in there, I made sure of that" India gave a little sigh, still worried that he said he had to make sure there were no cows there. She started eating it and found it pretty enjoyable. They had a fun time together while they ate their food. After they finished, they continued talking for some time.
"Okay, now, do you want to taste the dessert?" India nodded, then two brigadeiros arrived "This is what I call brigadeiro, one of my most brilliant inventions" Brazil handed India her one.
"I've heard of this before. Other countries say that this is one of the best sweets out there" India examines her brigadeiro. Brazil smile with proud, knowing that this was one of the things he is good at. She took a bite of it and loved the taste, the form, everything about this was good. In one instant, she ate her sweet and was left wanting more. Brazil chuckled at this and handed her his own. India didn't think twice before taking it and swallowing it whole, enjoying the brigadeiro. After she ate it, she looked at Brazil, who was giving her a huge smile, then she noticed something "Oh! I'm so sorry Braazil, I took your brigadeiro. I'm sorry-"
"Don't worry" Brazil said while stretching his limbs "I have eaten that a lot in my life, and also, I gave you mine" Brazil interrupted India, who still felt guilty that she took Brazil's brigadeiro "Now, let's go dance a little" Brazil got up and offered his hand to India, who took it and walked to a dance floor.
"So, what are we dancing?" India asked.
"We're going to be dancing to samba. You'll probably like it" Brazil walked to the speakers.
"I like almost every music out there" India chuckled. Brazil turned the music on. A classic samba starts playing.
India doesn't know how to dance, so she follows what Brazil is doing, quickly learning the steps and doing her own thing. Brazil dances samba like a brazillian, but India goes a step further, mixing a bit of her dances with samba. In one moment, Brazil stops and starts watching India dance, locked on her beauty as she dances around the place. India's dance gets more chaotic as the music continues, coming to an end with a risky move.
She takes some deep breaths, happy. Dancing was always a joy to India, something that made her soul happy, bringing a calm aura and disconnecting her from reality, but now that it had ended, she noticed that someone was clapping. It was Brazil, who was looking at her, lost in something, clapping. India chuckled and walked to him.
"Impressed?~" India asked with a teasy voice, getting close to Brazil, snapping him out of his transis.
"Oh, sorry, got distracted a bit" India chuckled more, soon turning into a laugh.
"Don't worry, but I have a request to do to you, if it isn't much to ask" Brazil hummed in response "I've heard a bit about a music style you have named phonk. Some say it's pretty bad, but I wanted to see it by myself" Brazil froze in place.
"Yeah, I don't think we have the time to do so, hehe, maybe next time?" Brazil said, a bit nervous, something India noticed, but decided to ignore it.
"Okay. I had fun today! Hope we can do it again someday" India said.
"Well, I could go to your place, learn a little bit about your culture"
"Oh! I would love that!" India said with a happy tone. Very few countries actually care about learning a bit of her culture.
"Well, then we can see this later, okay?"
"Of course. Well, I'll be going now, bye!" India waved to Brazil, who waved back and started walking to his house. India, blushed a little, thinking of spending more time with Brazil.
