Chapter 5

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Hello hello, took a bit long but here's the chapter!
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Yugoslavia looked at Greece's jeep and yelled at them to get out which they did. Then he looked at his soldiers and told them to check the jeep, then he proceeded to do the same with the other jeep. They also got all off and when Croatia got out, everyone aimed at him but Yugoslavia stopped them from shooting.

"Take them prisoners", he said and the Partisans followed his orders instantly taking them all prisoners.

They could see that the Partisans didn't give a shit about how Croatia felt because they treated him like some would treat an animal. Well animals on farms that no one gives a shit about.

Some minutes later they were alone with Yugoslavia in one of his tents and he glared at them one by one.

"None of you should be here." This surprised all of them.

"My children look older and they disappeared one day so you're obviously from the future, I'm not dumb", he said after seeing everyone's faces being confused.

"Fair point", Greece started.

"We're actually from the future but we didn't want that. A book brought us here one by one."

Yugoslavia nodded at that. "Well then, I assume that you want to stay with me and not change anything."

Greece got nervous as he was being eyed by Yugoslavia with the same gaze as his father had when he did something wrong.

"About that..", he trailed off.

Yugoslavia stared at him, then at his kids and again at him. Macedonia decided to be a snitch, since he already got what he wanted- meeting Yugoslavia again. So he easily could ruin the plan of the Greek now.

"Well, he obviously wants to change the future by helping the Communists win", he said and barely could hold a smirk from his face, while Greece looked like he wanted to beat him up and then torture him.

Yugoslavia obviously tried to not yell or hit the Greek. "Do you know how dangerous it is?", he asked calmly the gun in his hand trembled, his knuckles turning white from the tightness of the grip.

"We literally already changed the future! Just by being here! You said your kids disappeared one day? Well, then probably the rest of us too! By this we've already changed the future! And c'mon, I won't change the future so much", Greece argued.

"And by coming here we've probably changed the future more, or will change it, if something specific comes up from the future. Be it as an argument or something else, if you find out the future will be more destroyed than what I plan", Greece added.

Yugoslavia sighed. It seems like he would have to keep them by force here.

While Greece was thinking about how to leave from there help the communists, alone if he'd have to, Yugoslavia was speaking.

"Well, I'll keep you all here hidden", he said.

"Even while the Greek civil war?", Bosnia asked.

"Yes, of course, you aren't allowed to change more than you already have", his father answered him.

Bosnia and the rest nodded and they all looked at Greece, expecting an answer but he was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Yugoslavia talk.

Yugoslavia cleared his throat loudly and Serbia hit the Greek's shoulder, not very hard but so hard that the Greek hissed in pain and woke up from being too deep in his thoughts.

"Do you understand Greece?", Yugoslavia glared at him and Greece silently nodded.

He already had a plan to leave when the civil war would start.

"Well, good that you agree", Yugoslavia started again after a while of silence.

"You probably want to sleep now, so you can sleep in the extra tents. Two people per tent tho, your choice who you want to be with but I don't want my sleep being interrupted by moaning, thanks", he finished and went to his own tent.

"Me and Serbia, Macedonia and Albania, Kosovo and Turkey, Romania and Bulgaria, Bosnia and Montenegro and slovenia and Croatia", Greece said and no one said anything against it.

Some minutes later they were all in their tents, but nothing interesting was happening apart in one tent. In one tent the two men weren't sleeping like the rest.

"Do you actually still believe in God after everything that has happened?", Greece asked Serbia while having his back turned at the Serb.

"Hm.. I mean if a God existed, why are there so many wars? Why get children killed in those?..Or God is someone cruel that let's innocent people suffer and die.. I don't know..I also find it hypocritical to be religious especially if you follow the Bible", Serbia answered after a while thinking and Greece turned to face him.

"How so?", Greece asked, noticing the small amount of distance between the two.

"Well, a lot of Christians pick the rules of the Bible, usually something that doesn't concern them but others, for example "the man shouldn't lie with another like he does with women" or something like that. They use it to argue that people who are gay or whatever aren't normal and they use the Bible to Attack gay people which is a sin by the way, especially the killing of people."

Greece went silent after that.

"Judging the look on your face and what I've previously said, we're both aren't homophobic after all, but honestly? I'm still a bit religious", Serbia chuckled.

"The biggest homophobes are the gayest they say", Greece huffed not saying anything about Serbia's last sentence.

"Still, we won't give them proof", Serbia smiled a little bit at the Greek.

"Nope, we'll still act like homophobes, honestly, beating up gays was a bit funny because we have an excuse and our people never said anything against it."

"Hmm.. now we do the cringe kissing? Don't grab my dick though, gayreece", Serbia joked.

Greece just rolled his eyes. "Shut up, war criminal. Who the fuck even does that?"

"If you want me to flirt, I won't."

"I know, Serbia."

"Good for you."

"But to answer your question..yes we do the cringe kissing part."

Serbia wanted to lean in and close the gap between them, but before he could, they both heard shootings and yugoslav soldiers yelling about Germans attacking them.

"Shit", both said at the same time.

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