Thirdunion || Oneshots

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The Union was walking towards the UN building with her brother. Russia had been involved in some kind of trouble so the two have to accompany him.

As the two arrived at the enormous building, they both walked to the meeting room.

As they opened the large door they were met with eyes looking at them, well mostly on Soviet.

"Мама?" Russia walked towards his mother, but only to be met with a hand gripping his left shoulder.

"Can we please talk about this later Rus?" Russia's gaze turned towards his father, as he nodded and the three walked to their seats.

After they sat in their seats, the discussion began.

.... (I'll fill this Блин later)