Before you guys say why Russia and Ukraine seem in good terms in this story, I wrote this before the war
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Russia giggled as he stepped on the pavement. Where were you? he would say. That's what he'd always say. Whenever he came back, he would stand behind the oak door and glare at him. Russia couldn't help it. All he could do was think about his roommate's weird behavior. Since childhood, they've never been on good terms. Unfortunately, the others forced them to live with each other. They managed to live fine, ignoring each other's presence as always. But since January, he's been asking Russia questions and concerns whenever he comes back. It confused him.
Why did Ukraine care so much?
It's nearly a drabble, but with 101 words.
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A Good Demon [Countryhuman]
Fanfiction[No description] My apologies, but the only way for you to know more is through reading. I like my stories to be a mystery for the readers and you'll understand the plot more and more through reading, so no description. There might be some spelling...