Russia listens quietly to America as he began to ramble, telling stories of the states when they were young. And although none of the words registered, the background noise is soothing. Russia relishes the vibrations against his head.
He opens his eyes and looks around a little. He slowly notices that his hands are glowing softly in tandem with America. Russia smiles softly before hiding his face in America's shirt.
'Light blue is so pretty,' Russia thinks sleepily.
"Howdy Dad!" Someone shouts as the door swings open.
"Tex! Shh!" Georgia snaps.
"No, it's okay," Russia mumbles, turning toward them, "how did it go?"
"Well, it was easier to get in than we were expecting," Pennsylvania says.
"And we got lots of things for Tuck to mess around with," Texas says, proudly holding a large tote bag that Russia didn't recognize.
"How did it go here?" New Mexico asks, kicking the door shut and locking it.
"I have had better days," Russia replies, offering a tired smile.
"Haven't we all?" New York asks, collapsing onto the opposite bed.
"Don't be a dick, York," New Jersey chides lightly.
"Shut the fuck up."
"York," America warns.
"Sorry," New York says, not sounding sorry at all.
"We did stop at the store while we were out," Finland says.
As soon as she finishes her sentence, New Jersey begins cackling behind his hands. Georgia giggles and New Mexico scoffs with a smile.
"What's so funny?" America asks, amused.
"We got Russia something," Texas says with a chuckle.
Russia watches as he digs through some plastic bags only to retrieve what looks like a hairband. America squeals and makes grabby hands for it. Russia closes his eyes and ignores the shuffling until he feels something being slipped into his hair. He opens an eye and America starts cooing at him.
"Awww! Oh my God, this is adorable," America gushes.
Russia pushes himself up and sits up in America's lap. He can't help the smile that grows on his face when he realizes just how small America is.
'He's so short. And very cute.'
America starts flapping his hands with a huge grin on his face. Russia looks at America with a confused, but happy look. America puts his hands in front of his mouth and giggles maniacally. Russia pulls his hands away.
"Don't cover your face. You're too cute," Russia mumbles.
"CAT MAN!" Texas announces with jazz hands.
Russia's face scrunched up in confusion.
'Cat man?'
"Oh my God, you are so adorable! I can't-!" America exclaims, waving his hands wildly.
"So, does he just do that?" Finland remarks.
America stops suddenly. His face falls, and he lowers his hands into his lap. He starts down at his hands, his eyes wide and shiny and his face flush. Russia spins around and scowls.
The world spins. He ignores the dizzy feeling filling his head and stomach.
'You better not make him feel bad about it.'
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Book 3 - Retrievers
FanficWith his brother still in danger and magic on the fritz, Russia must keep himself together enough just to survive. With people behind him and monsters to chase, will he be able to bring his brother back safe?
