Let's drink vodka and fight bears[USSR x UK]

China and his fluff balls

The house is chaos, pillows were everywhere, and there in the middle of the large living room were three males, each have a knife in their hand and a girl who was screaming at them to stop. The red flag male with 5 stars growled at the other, his eyes narrowed, the other, same reaction and the last one hold two knives.

"Fuck off, China, your fucking bears are eating my fucking books!"

"They are pandas, Cuba. You're an idiot!"

He shouted back and throw his knife at the other, who swiftly dodge.

"I'm gonna kill you panda head."

"EXCUSE ME!?"

"Guys please!! Don't fight!!"

The girl was so scared they might kill eachother with the knives, but her screaming is no use.

"This is why I wanted to go with Malaysia!"

Philippine cried, hold his two knives, pointing at his friends except Myanmar. And when Vietnam let out a loud hum, they all stop.

The monochrome bear still chewing on the books, and China still stare wide eyes at the slightly smaller male at the front door.

"Don't tell me you idiots hold knives like a fucking psychopath because of a bear."

He narrowed his eyes, clearly upset. UK stand with nothing but confusion, is this why his father never let him be friends with any one linked to communism? He shrugged, and was met with all the eyes in the room.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me, you led a capitalist home!?"

China snapped. Pull Vietnam over at the bears. The boy let out an 'ooff' and lay on the fluffy pandas, not standing up anymore.

"You are Britain, that jerk's son. What do you want? Colonize us?"

He was very upset, and UK didn't want to push it further. Vietnam put a hand on China's shoulder and told him to apologize. He was the one who led UK home. So China, though not accepting it, apologize with a soft smile and whisper something to the other, who just nod.

He told UK to follow him, make him sit down a chair and serve him tea and a bowl of noodles. UK thanks him and slowly chewing on the food. It tastes good, though he didn't know what it is.

"That's China's food. I don't know what is it either."

Cuba chuckled, mentioning 'maybe he poisoned it so he can kill me' by his hands. UK laugh a little, he understand what the other say. Philippine sat next to him and ask him about how he feels, and they were nice, well except China, he's so harsh.

"Are you planning on going back to school? Like...the not-so-royalty-school?"

"I- I suppose, I can find a work and starts study I guess."

He mumbled while finishing his food. Then they heard another argument, oh, that's from the television.

"Hey, it's boss!" China cheered and showwl them the text from his 'boss', the four wandered through the kitchen and circled him.

"Oh shoot! It is boss!!"

Cuba smiled and jump up and down. They were happy, they weren't alone.

And UK was.

He cleaned his bowl and cup, go towards the others, saying goodbye. Cuba told him he could stay until he have enough money to rent a house, but he refuse. He knew one day his father will gone, so he had save a large amount of money, all of his brother do it. But he didn't say it. And so he left.

UK had tried calling America and Canada but he receive nothing but silence. The UK was exhausted. Everyone left him, even his brothers.

He sat on the bench again and slowly drift off to sleep.

----Day came sooner than he had thought-----

The sun glimmered through the thick leaves above the bench, waking the blue flag male up. He slowly rub his eyes and yawn a little, then soon jump down and head to the main road. The air is fresh, and the smell of early baked breads caught his attention. UK make his way over to a bakery, stare amused at the newly bakes. He smile, take some cash and placed them on the counter.

"May I have your order, sir?"

The baker smiled sweetly, taking the cash and give him a bag full of hot breads and chocolate cookies. He said thanks to him and walk off.

Early morning, people couldn't be seen anywhere except the shop managers or somebody who's running on the street. Birds sang a happy sound and it is so good that he didn't realise he was nibbling on a cookie which had fallen on the road. The chuckled, returning to reality.

UK was thinking about schools, maybe he can get thay college here, high chance meeting the communists again, but he'd rather not to, especially China. They had never been in a good relationship, never ever. He still remember that day when America - his younger brother - came home and muttering shits about China, that's when that hit him. The whole family of him hates that man.

Now that he mentioned America, he, again, feel exhausted. But he have to move on, and he will.

It doesn't took him long until he reached the college. Standing in awe at the large gates and beautiful flowers surrounding it, it was so peaceful and calm, unlike that royalty place where the only thing he can see is golden gates and stupid fountains. Anyways, he reach the principal's office and gently knock the door.

"Come in, please."

The voice was heard from the otherside, and so he did. Sittinh behind the desk was a tall man, his skin is light blue, there was a world symbol on his flag and a large ring floating on his heads. The giant white wings laid lazily on the ground. He wore a suit with caravat, there was also glasses on the desk.

"May I help you?"

He ask, his voice was clear and commanding, but UK couldn't careless.

"Yes, I would like to sign for the school."

(I don't know if I say it right.)

"Yes, what an honour to have you here, British Empire's son. We've heard you has left the European Union's school and now deciding to study here?"

He put on his glasses, stare directly at the boy standing infront of him. But UK's smile never gone, he explain the whole reason ưhwy he left, and think that would be better to keep on studying. The principal nodded and accepted him without any hesitation.

"I'm United Nations, please remember that. I'm sure you'll soon meet the other teachers, ASEAN, NATO,...and they'll guide you. Or maybe I can ask China to set up a meeti--"

"No thank you I think I can handle it on my own."

He hate that China.

UN nodded and told him he can start school in the next day, he thanked and leave.

"France, Portugal, Germany, I hope you'll all become great kings and queens."

He say to himself, as he was once the most valuable opponent of them. But now that he's gone. Maybe, just maybe, their risks could be lessen.