𝐵𝑢𝑛𝐵𝑢𝑛'𝑠 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦. [𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒 1927.]

December 1, 1931.

Bun- What's the name of this meal?-He said as he took another piece.

USSR-Тортилиья..do you like it?-he asked with a smile, which the opposite returned somewhat shy.

Bun-Mmh..y-yes, but i don't understand something, why do I have to be like them? With this red skin.

USSR-Because now you form part of our family, BumBum.- He said smiling as he wiped his mouth with a cloth handkerchief.

Bun-Is.."BunBun", Mr.Ussr.- he corrected him, but was startled to see how the older frowned as he clenched his fist.

USSR-...haha! Alright little boy, I apologize.-He smiled for in an instant to stop doing it.-Now keep eating, you don't want the food to get cold, do you?. Food is very important these days...

He was right, for once.

Bun- Alright...- He said to keep eating.