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America POV

"I don't know." I mutter.

Russia frowns, getting a little angry. "What's stopping you?"

"I—"

"Китай doesn't have to know, Америка." Russia caresses my cheek with care and affection beaming in his eyes.

I look at him with confusion and nervousness. I do like him, but I feel guilty. "It's all so sudden." I mumble. Russia nods and sighs. We stay in silence as I try reconstructing my thoughts. What would Canada say? What would Father and Mommy say? What would I say?

What would I say?

Russia patiently waits for an answer while I debate my thoughts. It wouldn't hurt to be Russia's girlfriend if no one knows about it. China doesn't have feelings for me. We should be relatively at peace.

"Yes. I'll be your girlfriend." I stammer.

Russia smiles in relief and pecks me on the lips multiple times. I giggle, "stop!"

"I thought you were going to say no." Russia hugs me closely, chuckling a little. I blush at his gesture. Does he really like me?

I huff, "I was confused because you asked me all of a sudden."

"Sorry for not planning something extravagant. Индия и Израиль ruined my plan." Russia rolls his eyes teasingly.

"I don't think you even had a plan." I snort.

"Congratulations Расея!" Belarus beams, jumping up from behind the bench. I shriek and almost fall off of Russia's lap at the sight of her. Thankfully, Russia prevents me from falling.

I hear New Zealand singing, "Russia and Amy sitting in a tree. K. I. S. S. I. N. G." I should've never taught her that childish song. I glare at her angrily. She leans down towards my ear.

"I still hope my wish comes true."

"Kiwi!"

'^'

I rush into my room and flop onto my bed. Best day ever! I smile giddily to myself and hug my eagle plush tightly. Not only did Russia ask me to be his girlfriend, but he also brought me to my favorite fast food restaurant!

I'm so full. I ate two burgers and a pack of fries. Russia laughed at me while I chowed down my food. He doesn't understand the thought out process put into the delights. Literally chefs kiss!

I hear a knock on my door. "Come in." I say, my voice is more excited than it usually would. Canada comes in with a worried look. He knows...

"Amy," he starts, fumbling his fingers. I stare at him. I wanted to tell him myself, but New Zealand beat me to it. "You're dating Russia?"

I sit up on my bed to get a better look at my brother. I swallow hard when I realize he's mad. "What happens if I say yes?" I ask nervously, biting my lip.