How it Should Be |CH| RUSAME|

Chapter 10

America woke up a few hours later and walked to the kitchen. He had no idea where everything was so he started opening random drawers and cupboards, trying to find something good to eat.

Russia felt the bundle of warmth leave him, and whined a little bit, but drozed back to sleep

America finally found a box of cereal and poured some into a bowl. He sat down and pulled out his phone.

*No clips behind Ame* "NO CEREAL. CEREAL BAD."

*Slaps cereal out of hand

"W-WHaT" America turned around in shock, "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT THEN"

"Real food." Russia said, getting out a bunch of scratch materials for making 'real food.

America whined, "Im hungreyyyyyy" He watched Russia make him his so-called 'real food'. "Hon' I am going to start having a breakdown if I don't get my food soon."

"Pancakes or waffles?" Russia asked,

"Pancakes" America walked behind Russia, watching his every move.

"You want chocolate chips and or blueberries?" Russia asked, getting out the flour, and everything needed for pancakes.

"Chocolate" America was still following Russia

"Okei," He went to his pantry to get his semi-sweet chocolate chips. He quickly whipped everything quickly together, and poured the batter on the skillet that was just there and already heated.

America tilted his head to look at the skillet. He had never really been much of a cook. Neither were his parents. They had always ordered premade stuff for breakfast when he lived with them.

After like 2 minutes, Russia finished the first couple of pancakes, and put them on a plate, and gave them to America. "There. Real food. For your starving ass."

America took the plate and sat down. He remembered having microwave pancakes as a kid but not made from scratch. He grabbed a fork and started eating. "Wow, this is delicious!"

"See, real food is good food. And thank you." Russia said proudly. Then Russia made some breakfast for himself. And sat down to eat in front of Ame. "You vant more?" he asked

"Yes- lease" America responded with a mouthful. He finished the rest of what was on his plate.

Russia chuckled, getting America 5 more pancakes, and finishing his.

After America finished the rest of his pancakes, he mumbled, "What do you wanna do today babe?"

"Idk." Russia shrugged his shoulders, and took America's plate, and his own, and put it in the sink, washing them with soap and putting them on a drying rack. "Let's get married." Russia bluntly said.

America tossed his head back and burst out laughing. "Sure why not?"

Russia chuckled too. "Okei then."

America got an idea. "I am going to go to Japan's house, kay?"

"O...kay?" He couldn't help but feel clingy. "While you do that, I'll clean my house."

America sat up and gave Russia a kiss. "See ya later" He decided to walk to Japan's house. When he got there, he knocked on the door and waited.

"Bye," Russia mumbled. and washed the windows, cleaned his kitchen and swept the floors and found anything he could to clean. He never knew the silence could be so loud.

"Hey 'sup America" Japan invited America into her house and got them some drinks. "Hey, Japan. I was wondering, have you ever gone to a wedding?"

"Oh, I don't think I have!" Japan sadly proclaimed. Her mood immediately switched to happier, "Why do you ask?"