Russia's P.O.V
America was being a absolute a** a few hours ago. Maybe the stress from what just happened caused him to stay up, but I got a few hours of sleep and I can still hear him downstairs, typing.
I went downstairs and found him still up, working. "America you should go to bed."
" I can't. I'm behind and need to finish this stack before tomorrow." He said waving a hand at a big stack of papers right next to him.
"You shouldn't put work off you know."
"Russia, here's a question. Do you know how long it takes to do dishes for fifty kids?"
"No and I don't want to know."
"Good. Now go away so I can work."
"I won't go back to bed unless you do."
"Fine. Let me finish this paper then I'll go to bed."
Finally! America can be stubborn but he can be convinced. Now all he has to do is do this on his own. America got up and muttered something under his breath.
"What did you say?"
"I was making a mental checklist for things to do tomorrow."
"And how long is it?"
"At least a few miles thanks to you."
"I'm not sure what to say."
"How about f* off I'm working."
"That's how you feel, not me." America didn't respond to that. We made it to his room.
"Russia you can sleep on the couch."
(America's room is kind of weird because it has both a bed and a couch. The couch is on the opposite side of the room. Sorry about any confusion!)
*Timeskip to the morning*
Still Russia's P.O.V
When I woke up America wasn't there. S***. Did he get up early or right when I fell asleep? I rushed down stairs to find America in the kitchen, cleaning the table with his headphones in, most likely to ignore me.
I continued to stand in the same spot wondering how long it would take him to notice me. He started to sing along to the song, I don't know what it's called but it went: "If it cost me my life man, I'd save my only friend."
America's P.O.V
I was listening to Brittle Bones Nicky by Rare Americans (Amazing song btw) when Russia walked in. I could hear him coming down the stairs, even with headphones on. Pretended not to notice him and continued with what I was doing.
I like to listen to music. I know that might sound unusual but me and Japan love to exchange music. I also like to sing along to some songs. Brittle Bones Nicky is one of those songs.
D*** blood is hard to clean off a table. I've been trying to clean it for about half an hour.
I was up the whole night. Russia might have forced me in a way but luckily he sleeps like a rock, so I could get downstairs without him knowing. I was able to finish most of my work, but the blood on my kitchen table needed to be cleaned.
I got most of the blood off but a good sized stain. This sucks. Now I need a new table.
"You want to explain yourself?" Russia asked, now getting irritated with me ignoring him.
"No. Right now I have other things to do."
"You have other things to do?! America you need to take care of yourself, not just your states!"
God*** it. Why is everything against me this week?
What did I tell you, Ame? He's telling you what I said. If you won't listen to me, please just listen to him.
Listen to him? Con you are sometimes an idiot. He's supposed to be my enemy!
Says the one who has a crush on him. Bye.
CON!
(A/n: In case you forgot Italic is Confederacy talking to Ame. Ame is underlined)
Well s***. This is just great now two and possibly more are bugging me about my habits. I am not looking forward to the future.
"Well? I'm waiting for an answer."
"Fine, I'll try to get better at it."
"Good. Now do you need any help?"
"Yea. Can you help me get the blood off the table?"
*Timeskip to when the blood is off of the table*
Still America's P.O.V
All the states slept in which meant they most likely stayed up later. I can't tell if that's a good or a bad thing. But the blood is now off of my table, so I'm satisfied.
I notice Russia looking at me. I hate people looking at me, so I pretend not to notice and finish preparing to make breakfast. One or two states are up. I can hear them walking around.
"Russia please stop looking at me."
"No. I can see the bags under your eyes. When was the last time you slept?"
S*** Where are my sunglasses? That was my only thing keeping people from asking questions. That and lying.
"Answer the question America."
"How about no. I'm not going to answer the question."
"Screw you."
"Still not going to answer the question."
I went back to making breakfast, but I could still feel Russia's eyes on me. I can hear Con lecturing me right now.
You idiot! You absolute moron! You forgot your sunglasses so now look at what happened! Well it's your fault anyway.
If you could shut up that would be great.
I can see you are in a mood. Good bye for now.
God Con is annoying right now.
"Russia, can you finish making breakfast for the states? I have to check on the girl."
"Depends. What are you making?
"French toast and bacon." (My mouth was watering when I wrote this. At 11:44 Am people.)
"Seems easy enough."
I laugh to myself at that comment. Well now I have to prepare myself for the worst. Once I get down there the girl looks like she's doing good. The only thing is Connecticut told me that she's healing by herself. The injured states didn't get to hurt thank God, but I don't trust the wolf-man to be near my children.
The girl woke up when I got near her. So I simply told her "If you don't hurt me or my family I won't hurt you or the wolf-man."
"Deal. My name is Celeana, and the wolf-man is Fenrys. But thanks to you his new name is wolf-man."
"I know you're not human, Celeana. Same with Fenrys. You guys aren't human."
*Meanwhile in Terrasen*
"Hey Dorian."
"Yea?"
"Was that there a few seconds ago?"
"No it wasn't. What is it?"
"It looks like a portal to another world."
"Do you think we could find Aelin there?"
A/n: Thank you for reading this story
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