Candy Stars || Ruscan ]

Part 5

Today was the second day of Canadas time off, and since his brother had shown no sign of wanting to go out to eat a second day now Canada really had nothing to do.

He laid in his bed, his hair a tangled mess. He still hadn't taken a shower today and it was already 2 PM which was horrendously late to his standards. He appreciated the time off but at the same time it completely messed up his perfect little schedule which he held very close to himself and considered highly important.

Then an idea popped into his head.

Why have someone take you out, when you can go out yourself?? It was genius! He rushed out of his bed, before shamefully returning and fixing his sheets which he had ruined when he jumped up. Then, he ran to the bathroom, quickly hopping into the shower to get ready for the day he had planned ahead of him.

First, he'd go out to a little café, as the city he lived in had a lovely family owned café which was also home to a few friendly kittens which roamed around the café as visitors enjoyed their coffee and hand made pastries. He always enjoyed small businesses like that, it made him think of his mothers cooking.

He loved his mother. She was a gentle, kind young woman with a personality as sweet as fresh honey and a comforting voice. She smelled like sugary sweetness and delicate spring flowers.

She had always taught Canada to be confident in himself and to take no shit from anyone else. This was a lesson he had kept through most of his life, but recently it had managed to fade just a bit.. he seemed more willing to bend to peoples commands now. He wanted to change this but honestly, he didn't know how.

Then, he'd do some shopping, visit the mall. And maybe if he hadn't burned all his time by then he'd grab another coffee and enjoy it in his local park. His favorite spot in the park was near the koi pond, which was obviously full of plump little koi fish.

He did admit that on many occasions he had to hold himself back from just snatching up one of those deliciously plump mouth watering fishes and eating it raw right in front of everyone... but he always managed to stay under complete control.

Although sometimes he did find himself getting a bit too close to the fishes on rare occasions.

•••

It didn't take him very long to get ready, as he was very excited to go out and get done well deserved fresh air.

He decided to walk, walking to the café and ordering a small peppermint mocha frappe and a slice of strawberry drizzled cheesecake before finding a seat near the plush cat tree.

A small and very fluffy calico kitten quickly found its way into his lap, curling up on his soft black skirt and making itself comfortable as it drifted off to sleep. Canada was more than happy to pet the adorable little cutie.

It didn't take long for his food and coffee to arrive to him, being placed in front of him by none other than the very kind and very pretty Japan.

Japan was a sweet girl who shared the same cat-like features as Canada as well as the white eyelashes they both possessed. She was only two years older than Canada himself and she'd be turning 27 very soon.

"Thank you, Japan." Canada said, purring very softly but quickly stopping himself as he didn't like purring in front of others.

"You're very welcome, Mr. Canada. Say, how's work been going?" Japan took a seat across from Canada, clearly interested in a bit of small talk before she headed back to work which made sense as Canada was the only one in the café.

"Oh it's been lovely, I'm on my break right now. And honestly I haven't really had a clue what to do with my time heh.." Japan chuckled a bit. "I get that, I don't know what to do on my breaks either. It's like, you spend so much time doing this it's almost impossible to think of anything to do in its place." Canada nodded. "Oh I know! America did bring me to this diner yesterday so I spent most of my time catching up with him. A little sibling bonding Y'know?"

Japan nodded before glancing up at the little swinging tail cat clock they had placed just above the door, and informing Canada she'd need to get back to work to clean dishes and feed the cats.

They both said goodbye to one another and Canada enjoyed his breakfast eagerly. He hasn't eaten all day after all.

After he had finished he gently moved the kitten out of his lap and onto the seat beside him, leaving a tip for his friend and heading out the door to the mall.

•••

Russia was headed to the mall to pick up a new shower head as his had fallen off and hit him during an already unenjoyable cold shower. He chose the mall because that's the only place near his home he could think to get one that wouldn't require him to walk or fly a mile.

Usually he avoided the mall like the plague. He hated how bustling it was and he hated that he wasn't allowed to fly in it.

He flew to the mall, landing just outside the entrance and unenthusiastically walking inside. He hadn't even been inside for a second and he could already feel himself getting a headache from all the ruckus so he tried to walk quickly to make this horrible trip and as soon as possible.

•••

As Canada was on the escalator going down with two bags full of perfume, candles, a lovely new coat and shoes something.. or, someone caught his eye.. a familiar white blue and red country standing on the escalator going up.

He gasped loudly and started going up the escalator, apologizing to people who were angrily huffing as he pushed past them.

As soon as he was on the floor again and off the escalator he called out to Russia who was already ahead of him.

Russia felt his throat close up for a moment and his eyes widen. Was someone calling to him? No. Just ignore it.

"Hey you there-! The One with wings-!"

Russia now knew that he was the one being talked to. He glanced around nervously as a few peoples eyes landed on him and he'd turn around quickly to see who had dared to drag all the attention to him only to pause in shock as he saw the face of a small celebrity staring back at him.

"Huh-" He began only for Canada to cut him off quite rudely. "What's your name??" The smaller country asked. "Huh- why do you need to know that. Aren't you like- famou-" He got cut off again. "PLEASE SIR- please- just tell me your name."

Canada put his hands together as if pleading, giving Russia puppy eyes for a moment.

"I- whatever. My name is Russia. Fuck off." Russia turned around, trying to walk away from the smaller country who had stood completely still as soon as Russia spoke his name.

Canada felt chills run all throughout his body, a satisfied smile creeping onto his face as he repeated the others name over and over again in his mind like a broken record.

"Russia.. Russia... Russia.."

Somehow, Canada thought that name fit them perfectly.