This Is Just Between Us

British ice cream

Russia pov
(art by my pumpkin crowsong on YouTube, Tumblr, and Wattpad {Rainbowstar772} )

Me and America literally slid into class, I falling on my face.
Bhutan:"Oh hey Russia… listen I'm sorry about-"
Russia:"Don't fucking talk to me, you're nothing but a back stabbing bitch!"
Bhutan:"Please! I want to be your friend again, I mean it seems America has made you less-"
Russia:"Oh, now I get it! You know America has far more power over us right now because we're on his land!, and since you now know I'm friends with him, you want to be my friend to get a taste of that sweet sweet power!"
I see him gain a panicked face.
Bhutan:"L-like you aren't being his friend for power?!"
America:"He's not… he doesn't care about power. He's friends with territories, humans, countries, islands, cities, if you paid attention you would've seen that fact."
Russia:"Yeah, I'm friends with the lowest class of being and have one of the highest powers as a grandfather. Not to mention I'm friends with two demi….. DEMI GENDER PEOPLE! Who are uh… who claimed a whole lot of land so they have quite a lot of power ...."
I can't have him knowing America and Canada are demi gods- well Canada is a demi goddess but still!
America seemed confused at first before I can assume internally facepalming.
America:"Yup. Russia doesn't care about gender, race, power scale, or the government."
Russia:"How did you-"
America:"When Alaska was younger she would constantly yell, "MIERDA(FUCK) THE EU, MIERDA THE UN, MIERDA THE AU, MIERDA ASEAS, MIERDA THE GOVERNMENT IN GENERAL! ESPECIALLY THE AMERICAN GOVERNMENT!" And since she's a mini you, I can assume that you don't care about the government. Also everything I said in Spanish was a curse word."
Russia:"I mean she's right. Fuck your government."
America:"She would also yell about the lack of free healthcare."
Russia:"I don't blame her, my land has free healthcare and your government makes people pay for healthcare. Why?"
America:"I don't know. I've been trying for years to get that changed but I'm not the age to change that yet. Turns out I have to be 45 to be able to make choices on healthcare, and that's the only thing I don't have a say in for now."
Russia:"How old do you have to be to make choices on laws? I was making laws at the age 6."
America:"4. This is why some of the states' lands have wack laws, like not being allowed to fight a bear, who does that in the first place."
Russia:"Me and my siblings-"
America just blinked before walking off, trying to drag me with him.
I move my arm towards me which pulled him back over to me.
America:"Right. Stronger than me."
Russia:"Calm stilettos, Я сильнее, чем ты, мудрый смертный, у тебя есть богоподобные силы, которые, вероятно, делают тебя сильнее, чем ты был бы, если бы не был наполовину богом. (I'm stronger than you mortal wise, you have god like powers which probably makes you stronger than you would be if you weren't half god.)"
I said talking off talking him by the hand and walking off to our seats.
America:"Why are you so calm with me and my sister being half god?"
Russia:"I have a cannibalistic sister who got that from our mother, I'm friends with people who do drugs, my dad is dating Nazi so there's that, I was around you and your family when we were younger you know? I'm good friends with Canada, my grandma is a Mexican wolf neko. I've also been through a lot of trauma. All of these facts mixed together should give you your answer."
America:"You're just not phased?"
Russia:"Nope! To be honest I'm also chill with the eye goop thing, Canada does it all the time."
He smirked and lifted his glasses a bit, doing the eye thing.
I can feel my face heat up as I look at those soulless pitch black eyes oozing that goo.
Russia:"They are not this pretty on Canada…. They're beautiful on you…"
America then put his glasses back on and stopped the eye thing as he went red.
America:"Most people are grossed out or uncomfortable with them, I know you said you don't mind them but I didn't think you'd say they're pretty on me."
Russia:"In my defense I've only seen them on Canada, and I have no romantic interest in that girl. Plus my brother finds the goo eyes pretty on her."
America:"That's strange, my dad likes the black eyes on my mom, he calls them a starless night sky."
Russia:"Belarus also likes the goop eyes on your sister Australia too-"
America:"Maybe only those who have a romantic interest in each other find the eyes pretty on the person?"
Russia:"But we don't have any romantic interest going on, plus I have a girlfriend-"
America:"True…. Eh, I'll ask my mom."
Russia:"Why not Canada?"
America:"She had to pay her way into this college, I just used one of my several scholarships. I am the prodigy child in my family."
Russia:"Same dude, my brother also had to pay his way into this college. He wants to run a flower shop so I don't know what the point of going college is for that but-"
America:"In order to run a full blown store, you need a college degree."
Russia:"I said shop, not store-"
America:"Mons leo. They mean the same thing."
Russia:"No there's a difference, one is smaller! The smaller one is also what the British use for the word store."
America:"You just proved my point by saying my dad and his people say shop instead of store because they mean the same thing."
He said with a smirk.
It's at this point I put on my best British accent.
Russia:"My bad mate, care for some crisps? Maybe a biscuit? Possibly some chips with tomato sauce? How about a fizzy drink? Maybe a few water biscuits? Would some candy floss suit your taste mate? Maybe a slice of Courgette would be of your preference?"
America:"Bloody hell! How do you know this much British lingo-"
Russia:"My dad sometimes bullies your dad over the phone about it- wait did you just say 'bloody hell' ?"
I see him go red out of embarrassment.
America:"Whatever, I'm just used to saying it! I am half British you twat."
I snorted, oh god his inner British is coming out.
America:"Whoat (what in British)? Whoat's so funny?"
I'm trying to keep in my laughter but it's getting difficult.
America:"Seriously! Whoat is so funny?!"
Russia:"You.. Pfft, sound British AHAHAHAHA!"
I see him go even more embarrassed as I continue to laugh.
Russia:"Is everything- hahahaha- alright? Pfft- it's nothing to be, AHAHAHA, ashamed of."
America:"Just hunky-dory! Bloody hell this friendship is going to- ARE YOU RECORDING?! DELETE THAT YOU WANKER!"
I just kept laughing.
I did stop recording, but I also sent it to Canada.
America:"Thank you. Now please don't-"
Russia:"Canada told me she sent it to your dad. She said he says he's very proud."
America:"You owe me."
Russia:"I'll take you out for ice cream as an apology, sounds ok?"
America:" Sure, I could go for some ice cream. Also yes, people from my dad's land do say ice cream."
Russia:"I'll believe you, you are related to the most British man to ever British you know?"
He laughed as we walked off to our 2nd class of the day which is science.
When we're in we go find our siblings who are laughing.
Russia:"We get it, America spoke British, he's half British. So is Canada, so I'm sure she's had her-"
America:"If you take away her weed or maple syrup she'll say you lost the plot or call you a muppet."
Canada:"Ameeeeerrricaaaaaaa! You said you wouldn't tell people!"
America:"You sent the video of my British outburst to dad, pay back."
I laughed as I stuffed my face into his hair.
Canada:"It's fluffy zone on his head huh?"
Russia:"Very fluffy."
Ukraine:"Why does America have fluffy hair in the first place?"
Canada:"Uhm… I don't know actually.'
America:"Me neither, guess I was just born with-"
Russia:"With a gift from god! I love your hair so goddamn much."
America:"Utinam me amares sicut me comam amas(If only you loved me like you love my hair... wait what- now I'm talking nonsense )"{Latin}
I removed my face from his hair and gave him a confused look.
America:"Nothing…."
Canada:"Did you curse in your weird voodoo language?"
America:"1.No and 2. IT'S CALLED LATIN!"
Russia:"Teddy bear chill, she doesn't know that's what it's called-"
America:"DON'T CALL ME THAT IN PUBLIC! Also, yes she does! I've told her and my other family members what it's called, only my grandpa and my dad remember what it's called."
Russia:"You know Alaska knows what it's called right? She just chooses not to use its actual name."
America gave me a ticked off look.
Ukraine:"You fucked up."
Russia:"Yeah, I know. I bullied him all throughout middle and highschool, I called him teddy bear in public, I argue with him over doing the dishes because he wants to help me but I don't want him to help me- , he doesn't like it when I refuse to put him down, oh and I went floorax mode when he spoke Spanish for the first time-"
Ukraine:"I- dude what the hell- I was talking about bringing up what Alaska does, I didn't know about the other stuff, other than the bullying."
Canada:"Why the fuck do you call him teddy bear?!"
Russia:"He's small, fluffy, comforting, and holdable! He is a teddy bear."
Ukraine:"Well I don't know about the holdable part, but yeah, he is!"
America:"He is the only one allowed to call me that because I know dingy well that he won't listen when I tell him to stop, he's not going to listen."
Russia:"And he's right! I'm not going to stop! It's all platonic."
America groans and puts his face on my chest.
Russia:"He puts his face on a lot of my body."
Canada:"Damn America, when did you get so comfortable with Russia?"
America held up a peace sign.
Canada:"Fuck you too."
Ukraine and I look very confused.
America+Canada:"British thing."
Ukraine and I shrug as the rest of class went on like this.

America pov

Once class was over Russia took me out to get ice cream.
Russia:"Hey Rebecca! What's going on ya nut job!"
Rebecca:"Same as usual, the voices in my head are arguing over coke and Pepsi again. My ADHD, autism, OCD, and Dyspraxia made a customer leave again."
Russia:"Is that why there's what looks like a very detailed ice cream cone on the floor?"
This Rebecca person sniffed and smiled.
Russia:"Damn, anyways, sorry about not coming around this often. Israel hasn't been letting me come over when I'm having an episode."
I see Rebecca is already making an ice cream, but we haven't-
Russia:"Extra chocolate chips and swirls please."
Rebecca nodded and eventually came over with some ice cream.
Rebecca:"This one's free! Oh! Who's this? I didn't notice you! You're so short, are you an adult or a child? Russia, did you have another kid without me knowing- speaking of kids, did Abby have her baby yet?"
Rebecca asked, bouncing and bit as she spoke quickly.
Russia:"Actually Rebecca he's-"
Rebecca:"What can I get you?"
America:"Uhm, can you continue the conversation with Russia while I decide?"
Rebecca:"Conversation- oh right!"
Russia:"His name is America and he's the same age as me, we aren't related, we're just friends, no I didn't have another kid, and yes Abby had her baby."
Rebecca was smiling as she spun each topping three times before going back to bouncing as she listened to Russia.
Russia:"Gotten any other habits?"
Rebecca:"Everything green colored things have to stay on the left and pink and blue have to be in a 1-1 pattern. It always has the end in blue and starts with pink."
She said spinning on her heel and tripping.
America:"Can I have the lemon bar latte crunch?"
I see her hop right off the floor and make a smoothing motion as she goes to make the ice cream.
America:"Was she in our highschool?"
Russia:"Nah, she went to a private school for kids like her, I only know her cause I'm a regular."
I hear her make a pop with her mouth before snapping and going back to making the ice cream.
Rebecca:"Hehe, sorry, I have tourettes! Just another thing wrong with my mind."
She said, taking a pause to make a pop and an eye twitch.
She then handed me my ice cream and said it was free before walking off. I hear and "oof" from what I'm assuming is the kitchen, she bumped into something because the next thing we hear is.
"NO! Now I have to organize the ice cream scoopers by size and color again!"
Then a meow and a snap.
America:"How many conditions does she have?"
Russia:"You can't count them on your hands and feet combined."
America:"Why isn't she-"
Russia:"Her uncle owns this ice cream shop and plus, her conditions aren't at a severe level to the point she can't work. She's specially minded, not disabled. You're the one who wants to be a doctor, how do you not know that fact?"
America:"Sorry, it just seems with all the conditions she has she wouldn't be able to well, live without someone else to care for her…"
Russia:"She's fine, I've known her for a while, she's a sweet gal and even though she has some problems she's still a great worker."
I smile at his words.
Most people would be worried but he believes she can survive on her own which is refreshing because now that I think of it, she does seem capable of caring for herself.
Then we hear a crash.
Russia:"You ok?! Did you spill the Lemonade again?!"
Rebecca:"And the coffee! It was cold thankfully but still!"
Russia:"Hold on! We're coming!"
He took my hand and led us to the kitchen where I saw Rebecca on the floor covered in lemonade and coffee.
Rebecca:"I also spilled the illegal chocolate syrup and illegal lemonade…"
Russia:" It's ok, should we call your uncle to help you clean or do you want to clean and have us make more lemonade and coffee?"
Rebecca:" It's almost time for my meds and I forgot to bring them so we'd have to call my uncle anyways hehehe…"
She said after twitching her eye and snapping.
What have you dragged me into?

AN: We now have art that has been added! (Created February 3rd 2024 but added February 4th 2024)