Countryhumans UK X USSR

☆ Prologue ☆

Italics is thoughts.

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Sitting down on the stairs of a patio was two countries. One was well-dressed, sipping on a cup of tea while the other wore a coonskin cap, a red flannel shirt, black jeans, and a pair of boots. Beside the other country was an already empty tea cup.
"It's a lovely day, isn't it Canada?"
The now named Canada looked at the other and smiled.
"Sure is. I hope the others are not getting into trouble."
The other country nodded. Suddenly, another country was running over to them.
"Dad! American fell into the well!"
The country grabbed his fathers hand and tugged him to try and get him up. The country sighed.
"How did that happen?"
The country looked around and tugged at his father's hand again.
"Me, Australia and America were playing football in the field when the neighbours horse jumped the fence and ran at us. We got scared and ran off. America then fell into the well after the horse got close to him and tried to bite him. Australia called Bandit to help corral it into a pen."
The country sighed and got up.
"I really need to make the fence taller or put an electric wire across it."
Canada nodded and picked up the cups.
"I'll clean up here while you sort that out."
"Thanks, Canada."
The country looked down at his son.
"Alright, New Zealand, show me to America."
New Zealand nodded and ran off with his farther in hand.

When they arrived at the well, the country sighed. He looked into the well and saw America looking back up with a smile. The country could see tears falling down America's face. The only guess the country had was that he had a bad injury, which is most likely his shoulder since he's holding it tightly.
"You okay down there?"
America whimper.
"N-no... My sh-shoulder really hurts."
The country nodded and jumped down into the well.
"You're lucky that I was getting this well filled in. You wouldn't survive if it was like the others."
The country gently picked the country up, and with a snap of his fingers, he was beside New Zealand. He then sat America on the grass.
"Now let's have a look at your shoulder."
America slowly removed his hand and showed his father the dislocated shoulder.
"Alright..."
The country gently held America's arm with glowing pale green hands and slowly rotated the bone back into place. America let out a cry and clung to his father. His father gently ran his hand through the country's hair and hushed the young country.
"Let's go home so we can put that into a sling."
The crying country nodded in his chest as New Zealand came over to rub America's back.
"It's okay America, dad is the best healer ever!"
The country's chuckled just in time for Australia to run over with Bandit, an Australian cattle dog, at his heel.
"Dad! Is America okay?"
He stood in front of his father with a sad look.
"He's alright for now, but we need to head home so I can put his arm into a sling."
Australia nodded as his father picked up America, and New Zealand stayed at his side.

When they reached the house, Canada opened the door to let his father and siblings in. Their father gently put America on the couch before running off to get a sling from the med-kit. He quickly came back and placed America's arm into it.
"Now you 4 behave while I take the horse back to the neighbour's house."
All boys agreed and watched as their farther left.

After a while of walking with the neighbours horse, he let it go when he reached the large fenced off field. With a sigh, he turned to the neighbour's house and walked over to knock on the door. A minute passed before an old lady opened the door with her walking stick in hand.
"Ah! Britain, what are you doing here?"
Britain smiled and pointed to the field where the woman's horse was.
"Your horse jumped our fence again."
The old lady looked slightly shocked.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear, I'll see if I can move her in with my other horses."
"That's quite alright, Mrs Wood."
Britain said his farewell to the old lady before heading home.

Walking through his door, Britain could hear his kids giggling and laughing at something. As he walked into the living room, he saw the kids crowded around America with Sharpie's in hand scribbling on the sling he was wearing. Britain smiled and headed over to the kitchen to start dinner.
"Let's do something simple like fish and chips."
Nodding to himself, he grabbed everything he needed and started cooking dinner.

Part way through, the kids ran in and grabbed a bag and a few tins of cat and dog food. Britain watched as they ran out to feed the animal's. Suddenly, Britain felt something tap his shoe. He looked down to see GG his ragdoll cat. Britain crouched down to run his hand through her fur.
"You should follow the boys out to eat with the others."
GG meowed before running off to follow the boys outside. Later on, they sat at the table happily eating away at their food.

The next day, Britain was woken up by someone jumping on him. He shoved the person off him and sat up.
"What is it?"
Britain looked to see Australia looking back at him with a small smile on his face.
"Can you get a rat for Sunny and GG keeps chewing on my shoes."
Britain sighed.
"Alright, just let me get changed."
Australia nodded and then ran off.
Britain smiled as Australia left his vision. He got out of his bed and changed into more comfortable clothes.

When he got downstairs, he handed Australia a frozen rat and then started breakfast. When they finally finished cleaning up after breakfast, he gathered everyone into the living.
"Alright, kids, today we're going to park, so get ready."
The kids cheered and ran off to get changed. Britain then started to feed the animals before grabbing the leashes and calling his dogs over. The kids then ran down the stairs and took off out the door with Britain following close behind.