This Is Just Between Us

Why harass the family members...

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

I was helping Rebecca clean the mess she made as Russia called Rebecca's uncle, his phone number is written in big numbers on a cork board in the kitchen.
I'm assuming the number is like that because she probably forgets it all the time.
It seems she forgets numbers a lot, from measuring to phone numbers.
Turns out the only numbers she remembers are 911 and the German 911 which is 110 or 112.
Turns out she's from a family who is polish and Irish who used to live in Germany till she was in highschool, it also turns out her middle name means crackhead in German and her first name is the name of the twin sister she ate in womb, Russia refuses to tell me her last name for reasons he refuses to tell me.
Russia:"Your uncle is on his way Bec, you guys made some good progress, let me join."
Which he did.
I've noticed that a lot of the stuff in the kitchen are things you'd use in a kitchen, just fidgets for handles, her uncle probably got those custom made since right now she detracted squishing the handle to a lemon squeezer.
That's when I see Russia take over with another lemon squeezer.
Russia:"I help a lot, the recipes are in big bold letters and numbers for her which also helps me when I'm helping her."
I joined in once I noticed the kitchen was cleaned.
Rebecca:"Did you guys know this teenage girl who called me a retarded said she stole some kid's TV and playstation and that she was proud of it? The video from the news went viral, I was so interested that I forgot to eat till it was over."
She said that she actually stole what I stole to frame her- that's weird but whatever.
Also did she say Slovakia called her a retard?!
I was about to ask about that when she walked out of the kitchen because we all heard the yell of an old man calling for her meds.
America:"She's such a sweet girl."
Russia:"Yeah. She knows I'm a regular and when she sees I come in she already makes my order, because I'd always order the same thing, one of the few things she can store in her small inventory as she calls it."
America:"Why were you a regular? Is that Ice cream that good?"
Russia:"The ice cream here is comforting, I would go here if I was having an episode or something happened and needed some form of comfort. She never remembers what we talk about but she does remember how to comfort me. She's an angel that was made a little special."
Then we hear two people come inside the kitchen.
Rebecca:"We're back! My uncle says he'll stay and help, you two go enjoy your ice cream!"
Russia smiled and walked over to her to give her a tight hug before leaving and making a motion with his shoulder to tell me to follow.
I walked over to her and hugged her too which made her very happy.
Guess she really likes hugs?
Once I'm out of the kitchen and where Russia is sitting we dug into our ice cream.
He wasn't kidding about the comforting part.
We chatted for a bit before he stuck a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth which I ate.
I stuck some of my ice cream in his mouth which he ate.
This was a back and forth, us taking breaks to enjoy our own ice cream before going back at it.
Eventually our ice cream was done and he walked me home.
He then walked back to the college to go to his dorm, he looked a little uneasy though.
America:"If you ever feel unsafe, my house is open for your safety."
Russia:"Thanks…"
I frown, very worried for my friend.
Once I go inside I turn on my phone to rewatch what happened on the news.

News: This just in, 15 year old Slovakia willow Slavic- SHE'S 15! WHY ARE WE DOXING HER FULL NAME?! SHE'S A MINOR-
cut
She was caught trying to sell a TV and custom playstation in the back of a gas station to a….
Drug dealer…. WHERE ARE THIS GIRLS PARENTS-
{Person backstage: Her parents don't care}
Oh her parents don't care…why hasn't CPS been called?
{Person behind the camera: I asked the same thing so I did it myself.}
Ok, ok, thanks.
Back to what we were originally talking about.
She somehow stole the two belongings that belong to Chile Sal- I'm not doxxing another minor.
It was said that the person who caught the interaction were confused at first before the realized that Slovakia was a minor as she looks fairly mature, this is why authorities were only called the moment the Playstation was sold.
Once she was arrested we had a talk with her in juvie.
Slovakia: I plead guilty with fucking pride! I'M PROUD OF THIS! I did it! I stole the TV and playstation! I couldn't care less about Chile, he's a wuss anyways, he doesn't deserve these things. No one related to a (censor) deserves anything!
It is clear this girl has no clue the severity of the mental effect that being related to a (censor) can be. Here are some words for Chile after his belongings were returned.
Chile: It was really worrying when I saw the two things I spent my hard earned on being stolen only to be tried to be sold in the back of a gas station…. When me and her spoke before she was sent to juvie, she brought up the fact my father is a (censor) as if it was my fault…. My oldest sister Mexico hasn't been taking care of herself, when I was staying with Mexico while the power in my apartment went out she would just lay on her bed or be curled up in some corner… she's not the same… Argentina has been very aggressive ever since she heard about the news, not to mention Peru, he's only 12 and living with that evil bastard. Me and my sisters are worried about what's going to happen to him. So mix those facts, New York's outburst over my things being stolen, and how Slovakia treated me and my belongings…. It's been tough…. and been doing a toll on my mental health. My Playstation and TV are the only things keeping me going in this dark dark situation I'm in…
Great, now I'm crying! Oh this poor family!
That is all we have for today….
Mia I'm going to need a shoulder to cry in when I come home! Can I please be put on a case that's happy? Like someone saves kids from a school shooting or something?
No… ugh!

I totally forgot about Mexico and her siblings-
I need to kill that horrid man.
My parents and my friends' parents have already cut him out of their lives.
I honestly hope Timor Leste was the only victim…
Alaska:"Dad? What's wrong?"
I was startled by her sudden words and appearance which ended up with me smacking her because she came from behind me and I was distracted.
It's a reflex…
I saw the anger and emotional hurt on her face as she put her cheek.
Alaska:"You son of a bitch."
She said very coldly while I can assume is her trying not to cry… shit
America:"Alaska! I didn't know it was you, you startled me and I have this reflex where if someone comes up from behind me and I don't recognize their footsteps I choose to attack. You have silent footsteps… I am so sorry."
Alaska:"Where's papa…."
I sigh and look down.
Alaska:"I need him to help me reach your head to be even."
At this point I understand what she wants, so I bend down and get kicked in the face.
America:"CHRIST! You really pack a kick huh?"
Alaska looked proud as she went to freeze with a Ziploc bag.
She put some ice in the bag and then gave it to me.
I smile and take it.
Alaska:"Back to the question at hand. Are you ok?"
America:"No…. A bad bad man is still out and in the open, and that's causing Mexico and her siblings' mental health to spiral and I'm worried about them."
Alaska made a worried and confused face.
Alaska:"How is he a bad bad man? Did he kill someone? Kidnap someone? Ra-"
America:"WHOA! Where did you learn that word?!"
Alaska:"I got a hold of a book I wasn't meant to have a hold on- but due to that reaction I'm assuming that's the case? If it were up to me that guy's body would be fed to Jimmy the house dog."
America:"Not everything can be solved with murder."
Alaska:"Need I remind you of all the problematic and cruel people in history that were killed that solved the problem they were making?"
America:"Alaska that's back in the past-"
Alaska:"You killed at least one of them."
I go silent.
She snorted and walked off.
She's right- but I didn't kill them! They killed themself…. Yeah Germany needed a lot of therapy and couldn't look at his grandmother for years-
I sigh and go off to my room.
Slovakia.
No longer a problem in my way.
Next person is-
I then get a call.
Canada- she never calls me, she usually just does what Mom does and bursts into my house.
Something isn't right….
I picked up the phone, kinda worried.
America:"Canada what's wrong? Is everything alright? Did someone French revolution one of our family members? …….. Did mexico- ….. oh she's coming to school tomorrow? That's great! Why did you call me for this- ……. someone's talking shit about her situation? Who? You don't know-....... well shit! I'll figure it out, don't worry. …. Alright bye, love you Nada."
Evil mother fucker! Mocking my friend for her dark situation!
I noticed my eyes and mouth were starting to ooze, calm down, America.
It's ok. You find that mother fucker and kill them.
Yeah. Yeah.
You kill them.
I started giggling before going into a full blown laughing fit.
Don't worry Mexico, that heartless mother fucker is going to be in a grave so deep it'll reach hell.
I walk into the bathroom and look at myself.
I really have lost it…. It runs in my blood so what did I expect?

AN: America has fully lost it ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯