Canada follows the Confederacy outside and grins slightly. He has seen many other's play in the snow and it used to its prensence himself but he always like to watch people play in it anyways. He made himself at home in the snow for a while then called out to the Confederacy, "How do you feel about making a igloo?" For some strange reason a lot of people want to do that and Canada will admit that watching the creation of one is interesting.

"Have you ever made that....snow cream? stuff? Do you know what it is?" He's heard of it, but isn't sure what it is...and he couldn't make any of it anyway. His head appears nearby at the question. "If you know how to make them, sure!" He doesn't know how though. And so he kind of rolls to Canada...he likes making indents and other things in the snow.

"are you refering to snow cones or ice cresm or yet another frozen sweet?" Canada asked. He knew how to prepare many different frozen treats but was not sure to whixh one the Confederacy was talking about. "I haven't built one myself," Canada confessed, "But I often see others build it, so I'm sure we can figure out what to do."

"I think a different one....it's made using actual snow...that's about all I know..." He's never made it before or seen it being made. He's only heard about it and the snow is all he remembers about it currently. "Okay let's do it." He just smiles. "And if it fails horribly, it can be turned into a snow man!"

Canada nods his asent and starts builing near himself imediatly, "One thing I noticed about all the igloos that i have seen built is you have to build it a layer at a time instead of a wall at a time." He did not know if there was a diffence in how the igloo funtioned if you did not build it properly but did not want it to colaspe on him either way.

"Yeah....cause it's a dome...it needs the other sides to keep it up. Like those card houses." A tilted card keeps the others up. Same thing goes with a dome...except it won't be cards. "I heard actual igloos are warm inside. Dunno how, but that's what I've been told at least."

"At first it will be cold but the longer you stay in it the warmer it will get." Canada informed the Confederacy. "The body heat someone gives off will stay trapped inside the igloo and will heat it up. I'm not sure how it doesn't melt though."

"Yeah...that's what I was thinking. It should melt and then you'd be freezing. You'd be wet AND cold. That would suck, but maybe igloos are magical or something.." He shrugs a bit. "So how do we start making this?" He's never made one or anything...or seen it made.

"You start with a base the is cirular but you need an entrance so that will interupt the circle." That was confusing but Canada was sure they could figure it out. "I think it is just a lot of placing snow on top of the base after that."

"Okay....about how big do you think we should make it?" Big enough for them to get in and all, but he's not good with that. Which is why he hires people to build things when things need to be built. His stomach gurgles a bit and he ignores it for now. "Let's start."

"Good question, but I'm not all that great at preportional math." Sure the basics and accounting he can all do but Canada normally guest/esimates how much room would be needed. Canada heard the Confederacy stomache growl but when the young nation ignored it Canada felt it best not be brought up yet and started to help make the igloo.

Okay, so the confederacy isn't making the bricks really....he's doing it like MUSH MORE SNOW ON TOP....though he is trying to make it semi-rectangular. He's ignoring the hunger because he wants to make the igloo first...and he can eat whenever. He sometimes has a bad tendency of ignoring his stomach and its noises.

After a couple of minutes of hearing the Confederacy's stomache growl Canada decided to do something about it. Carefully as to not disturb what they had made of the igloo, Canada picked up the Confederacy and placed him over his shoulders. "We're going to eat now." Canada said cheefully, "We can finish the igloo later."

The Confederacy squawks as he's picked up. He makes this weird noise as they start going away from the igloo. "But the snow will eat it alive....and I wanted to finish it now." He's kind of saying it like a little kid, but he isn't really fighting at this point...since he is also hungry. Not that he was going to say it.

"The snow won't eat it alive," Canada said as he placed the Confederacy back onto the ground, "And plus I know this great place with very good maple syrup."

"If it snows enough it will." The confederacy is looking up at him with chibi like eyes. He's used to the...when it snows...it snows alot and quick as hell too. "Well, I hope it has more than that." He sticks his tongue out a bit...he knows that there will be more than the syrup.