Countryhumans Oneshots

Delusions and Poison

Written as a little gift for SinfullTrashHuman and NewLostIslands, as both of them have given me brain rot about these two. Russia is very delusional and that's somehow really easy to write.

Karelian hated Russia. It was Finland's fault. Just when Russia thought he was making progress on unbrainwashing his beloved son, this had to happen.

It was a minor inconvenience, though. Russia had a way to fix this.

"Give him it!" Russia barked at the soldier who was holding the small cup. The soldier nodded and walked over to where a guard was restraining Russia's son. The guard holding Karelian forced his mouth open, and the other guard fed Russia's son the poison.

"Now leave," Russia commanded them. They nodded and left, the guard restraining Karelian and passing him to Russia. Karelian then attempted to kick him in the shin.

"Let me go!" He yelled. Russia pushed Karelian against the wall.

"Shush now. You'll feel better soon." Russia told his son. Karelian's struggles slowly weakened, and once his knees gave out, Russia let him slide to the floor before crouching down and smiling at him.

Russia stroked his son's cheek as Karelian's eyes slowly drifted shut. Russia smiled, knowing that once he woke up, Karelian wouldn't be mad at him anymore and could continue working to save him from Finland's manipulation.

"It's alright, Karelian. Just sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." Russia whispered, pulling his dying body close. Karelian tried to pull away.

"Ei." He muttered quietly. "Ei. Ei. Ei."

Russia scowled, annoyed at the lack of Russian leaving his son's mouth, before running his hand through Karelian's hair. Hopefully, that would help calm him and help him realize he was making a mistake.

"Now, Karelian, I can't speak that language. You need to talk in Russian if you want me to understand you," Russia said. Karelian shook his head, and his fighting stopped. His body became limp.

He was almost dead.

"Sleep, my son. Everything will be okay when you wake up," Russia said. Karelian's head dipped forward, and Russia checked his pulse, feeling nothing.

He was dead.

Russia picked Karelian up and began walking him toward his room, knowing his son would be confused when he woke up. Karelian hated getting sick like this, but it was necessary, especially since he wanted to believe Finland over Russia, his true father.

Russia would test him with the girl, but he'll have to postpone that until he's sure Karelian won't believe Finland's lies anymore. It was so helpful to erase his memory like this.

It was a shame Russia couldn't erase his memories of Finland. That would help Karelian so much if he were free from the manipulation and the brainwashing. Then Karelian would remember that Russia was his father, and he was Russia's son.

Russia felt his hatred for Finland grow. How dare Finland steal his son and force Russia to poison and kill him again and again and again. Russia would also have to imprison the soldier who poisoned his son as well.

Russia would make Finland pay for this, one way or another. Russia would make all those who hurt Karelian pay. Finland claimed he cared about Russia's son, and yet he killed him so many times through the poison. Finland was awful, a monster.

Russia would avenge his son.

Russia opened the door to Karelian's room and placed him on the bed, taking extra care to tuck him in so he would be comfortable when he woke up. Russia then checked to ensure the window bars were still tight. This was another reason Russia hated Finland. He had made Russia lock up his beautiful son like a criminal, and Russia hated Finland for that. He would pay.

Russia then examined the rest of the room to ensure that Karelian wasn't trying to find another way out. Satisfied that he wasn't, he turned back to Karelian's body. He looked so peaceful as if he were sleeping. Russia smiled, walked over, and began running his hand through Karelian's hair again.

Russia couldn't wait for him to wake up.

Then Karelian would be back to loving Russia.