There was a big party being hosted for New Years. Every country, state, territory, and organization was invited. It was held in New York.
It was close to midnight, and there were checks being done to make sure everyone that came was accounted for. All were there, except Reich. He came, multiple saw him. Now he was just gone.
Soviet decided to go outside and look for him.
Soviet Union's POV
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I walked out to the back of the building, hoping to find Reich. I looked around and saw nothing. Until I looked up. There he was, on the roof.
I went back inside to get to the roof. I climbed up the stairs passing drunken countries. I made it to the roof. "Reich! Why are you up here? It's almost midnight."
He turned his face to me. He was... crying? "Reich? Have you been crying?" I went over and sat by him. He had a bottle of beer with him.
"Yeah. I have." He admitted. "I just miss my brother... I shouldn't have-" I cut him off. "It's not your fault." More tears streamed down his face. I put my arm around him and pulled him close. "It's okay..."
Reich leaned into me. He took a few deep breaths. "Thanks..." he mumbled.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Reich."
The fireworks shot into the sky. It was a new year.
Just a little new year special! Anyways, HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!! Thanks for all the support on my other story :)
I love you all!!! (Platonically!!!)
