1 year later:
I dash down the hall, heavy footsteps crashing behind me. I collapse into the door and turn the doorknob, opening the entrance to the room and slam it shut. I cover my face in my hands, breathing heavily.
"Kingdom! open the door you little wuss." Yells my brother.
"Go away Ame I'm not in the mood for this." I yell, still pinning the door shut.
I slowly gaze upwards, 'were they there the whole time?' I think to myself. My brothers Aussie and Nada sit peacefully on my bed.
"Heya Kingdom, you feeling okay." Aussie asks, sitting cross legged. I don't respond.
"Don't worry King, me n' Aussie will keep you safe." Canada reassures, giving me a smile. I smile back.
"Aww does baby UK need to be protected by his big 'bwovers'." Ame yells on the other side of the door. Aussie growls and gets up off the bed, opening the door wide. He looks down at America.
"Just remember that I have these." Aussie snarls, flashing out his claws.
"And I ain't afraid to use em'."
America glares at his dark black claws and takes a step back. I know Aussie wasn't really going to use them, he just uses them as a threat, but mainly just to protect me from being bullied by most of my siblings.
"F-fine whatever." Ame stutters, and runs down the hall. Aussie retracts his claws, closes the door and walkes back over to me Nada.
"So where were we?" Nada coughs.
"How's that friend of yours Kingdom?" Aussie asks, sitting down.
"Oh... he's great, he knows lots of amazing things, a-and he has a balcony and we always stand on it together, he also has a really fantastic eye, it's like fire and...." I pause.
"Oooo, looks like someone has a cruuush." Aussie teased.
"W-what!" I yell.
"Aww, does lil King have a boyfriend?" Says Nada.
"Wah!? No, we're just friends, nothing else." I huff, annoyed.
"Hey don't worry, we won't tell anyone, promise." Nada says, wrapping his arm around me. I groan under my breath and roll my eyes, but I can't get mad at these guys. Number one they're the eldest, and number two, they're the only people who I can speak my mind to.
There is a slight knock at my door. The doorknob turns and one of the servants peep through the gap.
"Evening Prince United Kingdom, Prince Canada and Prince Australia. Prince Kingdom, your father would like downstairs, you are going to visit King Russian Empire and his son Prince USSR again." They say.
I nod in response and they leave. Nada nudges me in the arm, I already know what he means. I growl and smack his hand, he only giggles back which makes me even more frustrated.
I make my way out of the room and towards the main hall.
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Me and Soviet have been visiting for a while now, but it's been three weeks since that. I can't wait to see him, he's so kind to me, but he's quite rough, not in a bad way, just....in an existing sort of way. Does that make sense? Eh, either way I just can't wait any longer.
After a while if being pulled around in a carriage for half an hour we finally make it to the palace. I hurl out and run to the doors.
"Kingdom!" My father shouts. But I don't listen, I use my small wings to flutter up to the big door knocker and smash it against the metal. I stumble back to my feet and wait like an exited puppy. The door slowly starts to creak open, father catches up to me and grabs my shoulder, he looks down at me and growls. I avert my eyes from his.
The door opens fully and there stands a servant.
"Oh привет King BE and Prince UK, The King is waiting for you inside." They say, leading us to the main room.
No-one's pov:
Soviet stands next to his father, playing with his fingers. He can't wait to see Britain, just thinking about him makes his heart swirl. Suddenly the doors to the main room swing open. A servant leads BE and UK inside. UK spots Soviet and his eyes light up like stars.
"Soviet!" UK yells, running towards him.
"Heya Brit!"
UK grabs Soviet's hands and spreads his wings to lift him up into the air. They swirl around whilst giggling and kicking their legs frantically.
"CCCP, take Prince UK up to your room or to Royal garden." Says RE.
"Да папа, I will take him to the garden." Soviet beams, whilst being let down by Britain. He leads the smaller country to Royal garden, still holding his hand. Britain blushes.
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The moon starts to rise and the stars glisten in the sky like tiny fireflys. Britain and Soviet laugh as they chase each other around the garden, they eventually get tired and go to sit on a bench.
"Hey Sovi."
"Yes?"
"You promise that we'll always be friends, right?"
"Of course, you're my comrade and comrades never abandon each other."
"Really?"
"Yup."
There is a moment of silence before Britain swoops in and hugs Soviet, wrapping his small fluffy wings around him. Soviet smiles as his cheeks heat up.
"Hey, can I touch your wings?" Soviet asks.
"Um sure." Britain says, a little confused. Soviet reaches out to touch the little countries wings. They're so soft and warm, like kitten fur.
"Why are they so soft?" He asks, still stroking and patting them.
"Er, I'm not sure?" Britain simply says. Soviet eventually stops petting them and laughs.
"I wish I had wings." He sighs, looking down.
"Well maby one day, when I'm alot bigger I can fly you around on my back. And we can go above the clouds and see the all the stars." Britain hums.
"Hhm, that would be nice." Soviet murmers.
The two of them sit in silence, enjoying each others presence, and gazing at the sky.
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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...
