Reich's POV
I went to their bedroom with the one's who are awake. I was never good with kids probably because was under mass stress since at the time I had Germany I had died. And the fact that I started a world war didn't make it any better.
"Will you read us another story?" The Estonian boy said waiting for an answer.
"No, maybe tomorrow," I said tucking one of the kids in. "Hey, Mister Reich? Why didn't you eat us?" Uzbekistan asked?
"..." I went silent for a bit.
"Who told you I eat kids?" I asked them, they looked at me scared.
But eventually, Russia answered. "Papa did." That son of bitch liar! "Hm, I see" Moldova looked at me confused.
"if you can see it why do you ask?"
Lithuania laughed at him.
"It's not like that silly it's a saying 'adults' say." She smartly replied.
"Indeed Lithuania is right."
I put the lights off and went to the ones who were sleeping on the couch and stayed there till their father arrived.
Well, I'm glad I'm not a softy like some AU's.
It's weird knowing that since I don't know anything about this one.
~time skip to when they're all asleep~
Soviet POV
Finally, I can go home to my sweet children. I hope nothing happened. I don't have my keys with me. Wait, I DON'T HAVE MY KEYS.
I knocked hard on the door, but nothing.
" I hope he didn't 'eat' them." I laughed to myself.
Since you're locked out you can look for the diary
True, wait you're back?
Whos back?
Never mind.
I went to my car for a flashlight. And apparently, I found one.
"I guess the scavenger hunt begins now."
I heard someone saying besides me.
It was Poland.
"Why are you here?" I asked annoyed
"As much as you don't want t to be here neither do I want to but we have to find a diary." He said growing a bit.
You could say we weren't a fond of each other, since I did invade him so I guess it's fair.
3rd POV
"Are there anymore people coming?" Poland asked. "I don't think so." The Russian answered.
They went to Soviet's truck.
"So where did we have to look?" One of them asked.
"Under a plank in his bedroom."
The other replied with a heavy Russian accent.
"Why do we even have to find it?" Soviet was annoyed at how many questions the Polish dude asked.
"JUST SHUT UP." He yelled at him his only response being looking away.
"... How's Germany?" He looked sad.
"Germany is fine."
The rest of the ride was silent.
After a while, they were at his house.
"Let's go," USSR said coldly.
They broke the door down since I wasn't stable anymore, the hinges barely held the door so it was pretty easy.
"Do you have a flashlight?" Poland asked a bit farther in the house.
Soviet let the light shine.
"I'll take that as a yes." He said turning around.
"So where is his bedroom?" He asked while the other just shrugged in response.
"How do you not know? I mean you were friends in the war."
The Soviet Union went silent but kept looking at the photos. A few of them are from them in the fields as kids.
"We were both naive idiots back then I should've known how he actually is." Soviet whispered to himself.
"Found it," Poland said after a while.
They both went into the room. They were disappointed seeing how empty is it.
"Wow, I expected more." The Soviet man just rolled his eyes, the other looked at him in annoyance.
"Let's find for a discoloured plank maybe then we maybe have a higher chance of finding it." They started looking for the plank.
"This is harder than I thought," Soviet said still looking under the bed.
"Not everything is easy you idiota."
"I found it!" Soviet tried to get up but instead hit his head against the bed.
Poland began to laugh at him.
"Dang I didn't know you were that clumsy man." He commented annoying the Russian more.
"Anyway since I found it lets open it Мудак(asshole)." He fake smiled at others.
They both lifted the plank revealing a box.
Poland blew the dust in the Soviets face making him cough a lot.
"You know I'm allergic to dust!" He yelled.
"Yeah, yeah whatever."
They weren't getting along that well.
They opened the box.
There was a book in there as expected and some other stuff.
They opened the book and began reading.
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-as you can see they don't get along that well.
-I'm sorry for the cliffhanger and I'm also sorry for not publishing (and how short this is)
-well what do you think they read in the book?
-have a nice day/night
(814 words)
