Darling

II.

"...rn...raine...kraine....UKRAINE!"

Said man spluttered awake, immediately wincing in pain from the sharp stabbing in his neck.

"What the fuck..?" He whispered, holding his neck in pain.

Latvia rolled her eyes. She held out her hand for him to grab. "You've been like this four hours man. We thought you were dead."

He hissed as his back contorted also in pain. "And you guys didn't decide to help until this very moment?"

"Like I said, we thought you were dead. Your efforts go to waste when you have to deal with a dead man, why even bother?" She said while walking away, long brown skirt flowing.

"Thank you so much my ever dotting and loving sister!.... bastard." He whispered the last part to himself. He was met by a red hand giving him the finger.

Walking into the kitchen there was no one there, yet he felt the strange presence of something lurking. He started making himself a coffee when Georgia walked in yawning.

"Გამარჯობა ძმაო. Კარგად იძინე?" She asked with a polite smile.

"Stop your damn gibberish, can't understand a single word. But, surprisingly, I did. You?" He handed her a cup of coffee.

She glared at him while sipping on the hot coffee, taking breaks due to the temperature. "If you can't understand it how come you answer me questions?"

"First of all, keep asking questions I'm pouring the coffee on you. Second of all, I need to ask you a question."

"Hit me." She sat down, now intrigued at what he had to say. It wasn't all the time the stoic Ukraine came to ask help or a question, he was always fine or right.

"Did... did you hear anything last night?"

She slammed her mug on the table, giving him a repulsed look. "Don't tell me you fucked someone raw again. Don't you dare tell me you slept with some random person again. I swear Rain, after the last fiasco, you're out of here if you pull that shit again."

He glared at her. "You're such a dumbass! I'm not some manwhore!"

"Literally half of the population begs to differ."

"Shut the fuck up. I mean, did you hear anything weird last night? Like any knocks or talking? And no, I did not sleep with anyone last night. If I did I would've been happier talking to your ugly ass right now."

"You know, I was gonna tell you some pretty good information on your current dilemma, but since you're so rude to your sister I'm leaving. Goodbye forever." She got up with a huff and walked away.

The last think Ukraine hates is not knowing. He ran after her, grabbing her arm and twisting her around. "Listen, I quite literally woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Actually, not even a bed. I'm a little cranky right now, but what did you hear?"

She smugly smirked at him. "ბოდიშს თუ მოიხდი, გეტყვი."

"I hate you," he whispered to her before begrudgingly apologizing. "I'm sorry, Georgia."

"Thank you. So, last night I was doing my thing you know just drawing and stuff and honestly you really need to see what I drew I even surprised myself on how good it was—"

"Get to the point, Georgia."

"Yes sorry, but when I was drawing I heard a lot of moving around and honestly I totally thought someone broke into the house I was about to get up but then I heard your voice. It seemed like you were talking to someone."