RusCan: Winter Nightmares (Sequel to Snowy Relationships)

Chapter 2: Joyeux Noël

Chapter 2: Joyeux Noël

(Warning...You got some France stuff happening in here...Nothing bad... Just mentions)

December 24th

"So you're baking?" Russia asked. He sat at a bench eating a small granola bear, at the airport gate of his flight. He listened to the Canadian on the other line of his phone, he could hear the pans banging together and him scolding Kumajirou for stealing part of what he was baking.

"Yeah~ I am~" He could hear the boy giggle. "I always spend Christmas eve like this."

"I'm sure whatever you're baking is delicious too." Russia smirked a bit. "I'm sad that I can't try some."

"I'll try to save you some~"

"Da. You do that, I don't want to miss out."

"Will do!~ I just hope I can save it til New Years when you come."

Russia smiled more, he felt a bit happy about his little surprise visit on the boy now. "Da. I think you can." He looked to see his plane had started to board. "Matvey, I need to go. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay~ Bye~" He liked hearing the boy's happy voice. "Love you~"

"I love you too." Russia said, he wasn't completely used to saying the little phrase, but he said it when he needed too. He hung up and started for the plane.

OOO

The ride was long, but he made it just fine; though he was stopped at security like always. He quickly got his bags and got to a taxi, only a half hour away from the boy's house then. He gave the driver directions and checked his phone to see if anyone had contacted him, sadly there was no one, but he liked it like that. He ended up calling Canada again though, he quickly answered with a preppy hello. "Still baking?" Russia asked.

"Yup~"

"Wow, you've been going for quite a while," Russia said. "Isn't it almost ten o'clock? It's late Matvey, you should be sleeping."

"Yeah well isn't it like six in the morning in Moscow?" Canada came back. "You should be sleeping too."

"I got up early to talk to you." Russia lied a bit. "I expected to have you be sleeping though. I sure hope you're not stressing yourself out."

"I'm not, I'm not." Canada sighed.

"Better not be, I'll know if you are." Russia noticed they were pulling up by the boy's house. He smiled a bit and quickly paid the driver, then grabbed his bags and got out; he kept up his little game with the Canadian though. "You're not lying are you?"

"Nope~"

Russia walked up to the door and got ready to knock. "I sure hope not," He knocked on the door. "Cause if you are-"

"Russia, hold on, I gotta answer the door." He heard the Canadian quickly going for the door as Russia put his phone into his pocket and waited for him to open the door. Once he did, Canada was surprised.

"Here I am, yay." Russia smiled a bit. Canada, in a cute little apron with Santa clauses on it, still had the phone to his ear.

"I have to call you back, Russia's at my-" He shook his head and hung up the phone, he forgot he was talking to Russia on the phone. "Russia! W-What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you." Russia said. "Merry Christmas."

"Y-Yeah, merry Christmas to you to-wait you don't even celebrate the same Christmas as me..."

"Da, I don't. But you do." Russia said. "So I'm here to spend it with you, maybe you can tell me a bit about it da? I already saw your city is decorated."