Soviet's pov:
Next stop is our stop
Minutes later
"Britain wake up"
"Mmm what"
"We are close to our stop"
"We are"
"Now approaching the United Nations headquarters"-train
"PLEASE MIND THE (FUCKING)
GAP BETWEEN THE PLATFORM AND THE TRAIN"
"Ow my ears"-brit
"It's ok I'm here"
The train screeches to a hult
They get off the train
"Here we are"Our pov:
The two look up at the massive building in front of themSoviet's pov:
"we need to go get checked in to the hotel first"
"Ok"-brit
Britain grabs into my hand
"Let's go"
We arrive at the hotel
"Hello and welcome"-???
"Hello we are here to book in"
"What name is that under"-???
"Ussr"
That feels weird to say after Britain always calling me Soviet
"That's room 420"-???
"Thank you"They enter the room
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FanfictionBritain somehow ends up in Moscow right before disaster strikes