I stare at the Empire's son through the small gap I made. He has a firey yellow eye and an eyepatch covering the other, he's quite tall, it makes my heart sink. I squeeze my father's leg, I'm really nervous. He gently tucks me under his wing again, I like it when he does this, it makes me feel safe and secure.
"It's a pleasure to meet you once again RE. I've been hoping that we can discuss things such as territory and the colonies." My father says, sounding alittle happier than usual.
"Да I am also pleased to see you BE it's been while hasn't it.....Ah I almost forget, did you bring your son? If so I would like him to meet my son, it would be good if the two of get know each other." The Empire says in his thick accent.
"Why yes I did." My father says slowly lifting up his cloak.
'Nononononono' I panic, I try to hide behind his legs. Father looks down at me, he grabs my shoulder and gently rubs it, I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head. But he fully pulls the cloak off to reveal me. I freeze in fear, still clinging onto his leg.
"RE this is my son United Kingdom of England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland. UK for short."
( It was Ireland back then.)
I slowly open one eye and look around. The Palace is beautiful, almost everything is made of gold.
"Hello UK I am Russian Empire, and this is my son, Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, USSR for short." RE says.
I take a look at USSR, he's staring right back at me. He gives me a warm smile, I go back under my father's cloak.
"Heh he's a shy one isn't he." I hear RE say. "I'm not shy!" I wisper-pout. I'm just...scared of being humiliated that's all.
"CCCP take UK to your room while me and BE have talk." RE orders. My breathing becomes unstable as I squeeze my father's cloak harder. I can hear USSR's footsteps getting closer, everything's getting louder. My breathing, his footsteps, and father telling me its going to be okay. I don't want to do this, I want to go home.
All of a sudden light spills in, surrounding me in it. I feel someone take my hand and I flinch at it.
"Hey hey don't worry comrade, it's just me....Hey c'mon ill take you to my room." USSR says still smiling. I slowly nod my head in response and try to steady my breathing. "Okay." I wisper, and with that he gently tugs me to his room.
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USSR's pov:
It takes a while, but we finally make it to my room. I open the door and let UK in. He's so shy and gentle, it's kinda cute.....well that was odd, c'mon Soviet you can't be calling this country cute, you just met him.
He slowly walks in and sits on the floor, I go to sit next to him.
"So I guess you already know my name which is USSR, but you can call me Soviet, I hate the name USSR it doesn't suit me." I say. UK plays with his hands for a bit until finally speaking.
"Um you can call me Britain then, or not I don't mind." He murmers still looking down.
He looks so dull and sad,....I know!
"Hey er Britain did you see the moon, it looks so pretty." I say. His faces lights up a bit, he looks at me straight in the eye.
His eyes are pretty too. They're a really light shade of green, they look like emeralds.
"Y-yes I did actually, it looks amazing a-and there are so many stars too!" He beams. I feel my cheeks heat up. His light up too, probably out of embarrassment though.
"Want to see them? I have a balcony." I tell him. His eyes light up again, and he even smiles a little. He must really like stars.
"Really!? I'd love to see them." He says smiling, and holding his fists up.
I stand up and walks to the door of the balcony. I swing it open and step outside being greeted by big starry sky. And the moon was still red too. Britain steps out and gazes up at he sky, his mouth slightly open. 'wow' he wispers, I walk of to go and sit on the couch set behind us, Britain continues to stare at the stars. Soon he turns around and spots me sitting down.
"You can sit next to me if want." I tell him. He walks over and sits down, we both gaze up at the stars together. Its very silent and peaceful. A few shooting stars blast by and light up the sky, I tell Britain to make a wish.
"I wish, that I'll grow to be strong and passionate." He says, puffing out his chest.
"I wish, that I'll be a loyal protector, and become super famous!" I triumph.
We both laugh at each other as another star zooms past.
"Hey look another star!" Britain yells.
"Maby we could share it." I say.
"Umm okay, I wish that you'll be my best friend!"
I feel my cheeks heat up again. "I wish
that we'll never separate!" I yell.
Britain giggles and makes me do a pinky promise, I laugh.
We stare at the stars for what seems like forever until I start to black out.
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British Empire's pov:
Finally this meeting is over know I can go home, I mentally sigh and begin walking to doors of the Palace.
"Um BE." RE hums.
"What, you old buffoon." I snap.
"Your son." He sighs.
Oh shit I forgot about him for a second.
I walk past RE and towards the stairs, he follows behind. We eventually make it to USSR's room, RE knocks on the door.
"Children, open the door. UK it's time for you to go home." He yells.
No awnser.
I don't have time for this so I open the door, but they're not there. I panic a little. RE shoves past me and into the room.
"Oi."
"Oh my mistake, ladies first~."
I roll my eyes. RE opens the balcony door and puts his thumb up. Thank goodness they're okay.
I walk out the balcony to see both of our sons asleep, Kingdom resting his head on USSR's shoulder.
Me and RE just stand there.
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Friends, Enemies, Lovers
Romance*THIS IS SHIT ITS OLD* Britain and Soviet have been friends ever since they were young, they both felt like they had finally found someone who understood them. And soon their connection became stronger, and the two had grown feelings for each other...
