Messages and Trips to the Park at 2am (Rus×ame? AU)

4- Welcoming... Car

Yoooooo! Sorry its been a while! I've been focused on other stuff like other fanfics and life!!!
Anyway!! After rereading the first three parts, I'm sure I want to start updating this again after uhhhh.... 6 MONTHS????? WHAT THE-

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America and Japan ran down the streets. "This was an awful idea!" America took long steps while running.

Japan panted while she fluctuated in stride lengths. "God, why did I think of that."

Then, they saw a big red truck move along the road. "Welp, here comes the fire brigade..." America watched them go.

"We're so fucked." Japan looked up at the blue sky.

A car parked by the pavement. Holy crap, Russia's getting in it.

"RUSSIA!" Japan put a hand out in front of her.

"WAIT A MOMENT!" America forced his head up into the air to possibly make himself louder.

Russia turned to look towards them, "What are you doing here?!"

"We couldn't have gone back." America stopped. Japan nearly collapsed onto her knees in agony.

Japan looked inside the car. Belarus was inside it, wearing a grey sweater and some black joggers, "Oh, are these your friends?" Belarus said, impressed and smirking.

Japan grinned at her, Bel didn't see it.
"Yeah, I guess." Russia put his hands in his pockets. His eyes widened. "No. Nononono..." He rummaged through them in search of something.

"FUCK I LEFT MY PHONE BEHIND" Russia took them out. His yelling voice echoed through the pretty-much empty streets.

"Noooo...." Belarus waved her hands around.

"That sucks. Japan did, too."
Japan looked completely miserable. "Anyway, do you mind if we tag along? You don't need to say yes, though, no pressure whatsoever." America asked.

"Yeah, could we?" Japan walked next to America.

Russia looked at Belarus. She looked back at him. She shrugged, "I don't really mind."

Russia looked back at them and smiled, "Okay. You can come."

America and Japan looked at each other happily, then back at Russia. "LET'S GOOOO" America threw his hands in the air like he just didn't care.

"Cool, let's go." Japan put a hand on his shoulder. He set his hands down and took on a more 'normal-looking' happy expression. They went nearer to the car.

"Wait, hold on." Belarus said, "I have two seats in this car."

"Oh." Japan's smile faded.

"That's fine, we can go in the trunk."

Japan glared at America with an 'are you for real' look. "Uh... yeah. I'm sure that's allowed."

"To be honest, I could care less. Get in the trunk, gentlemen." Belarus pointed at the trunk.

Russia opened up the trunk. America got right into it. Japan crawled in with him. "I' so done." Japan commented.

America thumbed-up Russia, who then shut the trunk door. He got into the passenger seat.

[A/N: it's so weird writing trunk instead of boot]

Belarus made a U-turn and drove in the direction she came in. She (sorta) leaned closer to Russia, "By the way, Rus, don't worry abou-"

"Belarus, please, don't mention him in front of them." Russia retreated from the window.

Belarus hummed. America and Japan were trying to stop themselves from laughing. They began to look into each other's eyes very romantically. "Japan. Isn't it a bit weird that we're in a truck right now?"