Chapter 9: Just a little away

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America was waiting for Russia. He was supposed to be there in ten minutes. He was standing next to a streetlight, it was daylight, so the streetlight was off.

He saw a tall silhouette walking toward him. He took a better look and it was Russia, with a questionable sad expression. Russia stopped next to America, looking at the sky, then putting his normal face, without emotions.

"Hey, what happened to you?" Asked America. He didn't have a response, so he proceeded to ask another thing. "Well, where are we going?" Then again, silence. America sighed, and took Russia's hand making him walk.

Russia on the other hand was taken out of his thoughts. And he was really confused, why would America drag him? "Where are you going?" Russia asked in a low voice. "Where my feet take me" He exclaimed, not looking at the Russian.

There's nowhere better to go, right?

They walked and walked until a store caught America's attention. The store had bright pastel colors and a big cartel with its name. He was very intrigued, why he never notice the little store? he didn't know too much about places, just places he needed to know. Like the supermarket.

He got into the store and it was amazing. Smelled like vanilla and chocolate. The walls were painted with pastel yellow and pastel purple with little lemons and grapes.

"Welcome, what would you like?" Said the girl in front of them. The menu was full of cupcakes with weird names. "I would like 'fresh lemonade' " Said America, and it was because the cupcake was cheap. For the name, it was a lemon one.

On the other hand, Russia was indecisive, mostly because the menu was confusing him. The cupcakes had weird names instead of just a casual one "Frosty grape?" He exclaimed in a tone of a question. The girl nodded. "It may be in minutes, you can sit there" She said pointing to a table with two chairs. They walked and sited in the chairs, in silence.

In minutes, the girl called them so they can pay. Wasn't too much. The girl gave them two little pieces of paper, a yellow one and a purple one. There was a little bench, not too far from the store. They sited there. In front of them was a little park, a very empty one. The cupcake was in a little box, with its instructions. 'How to make a paper butterfly' Read America in his mind, maybe they accidentally ordered something related to kids? Because that sounds childish.

America finished his cupcake and tried to make the butterfly, failing. The 'butterfly' didn't even look like one, looked more like a crumpled paper ball.

"Yours is horrible" America looked to the side where the voice was coming. "You're saying it like yours is better" The paper Russia had in his hand looked like a mashed turtle. After that comment, he crumples the little turtle, and uncomfortable walk away.

'What the hell happened?' America was expecting at least a goodbye, not just walking away without saying anything. He sighed, it's not like he could do anything after all. The park wasn't too bad, actually, it was nice. There were two or three trees, but it was too late to keep looking around, he had things to do.

While America was walking to his home, Russia was worried, when he tried to call his sister, but she never took the phone. He was one block away from his house when he saw Belarus in a corner looking at the street. "I have called you a lot of times, why didn't you respond?" He positioned next to Belarus, leaning on the wall. "I tried to respond, but my phone's screen was broken" Belarus said quietly, looking away.

"What happened when I leave?" Russia felt guilty for leaving her alone with Ukraine. Sometimes, the Ukrainian could be aggressive. "She just forced me to go on a meeting to have friends" The tall boy just sighed and touched the bridge of his nose. "Do you want to go home?"

"No" She said looking at Russia in a low tone. With his phone, he called Ukraine, who quickly responded.

"Russia! Where are you! Aren't you going to come back!?" She yelled in a playful tone. It wasn't late, but the Russian don't usually go late to a place. "I'm going to stay in Canada's house" He said.

"You're lying, no?" With the confidence she was speaking through the phone sounded like she knew what was going on. "Are you doubting my decisions and who I choose to be friends with?" Russia was trying to make it look like the truth.

"Well then, why Canada didn't tell me?" Belarus was looking at Russia, both didn't know what to say, and the truth wasn't an option. "Unless you are lying to be with the narcissist of America" Ukraine added, helping Russia, for some reason.

"That was all I needed to tell you" He quickly hanged up. The siblings were relieved, now it's just a walk to Canada's house. "I thought you were going to say another thing, not admitting that you were going to see America" Belarus said while they were walking. "If you're going to lie, then you have to until the end" He responded.

As always, the only thing you could hear was the wind blowing.

Canada's house was 15 minutes apart from theirs, but they luckily arrived. Belarus knocked on the door, and immediately the door opened.

"You know how late it's to come and knock on a door? like seriously" Said America. He looked annoyed, even if he had his sunglasses. "I was going to tell you, but I forget" Russia explained. All the way he was thinking about his conversation with Ukraine. "Well, just for today, but the next time I'm going to let you two in the street" And America wasn't lying, he would, but a part of him was telling him to not.

He told them where the guest room was, and quickly disappeared.

'I guess I'm done' Said America to himself. It was midnight and he finished his work. He was easily distracted, and that is why most of the time he didn't get to sleep well.

"Well, I think I'm gonna do it again..."

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Look who hasn't died yet! School has started for me, and it's killing me, and most of the time I'm busy doing homework. I would like to have more time to write, but for now, I'm on a little vacation, so I will try and make at least two chapters more.

(Edit: Also changed the title of the story for one shorter)

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this!

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