The real monster / Reich x Sowjet

Chapter 4

Reich woke up the next day. She was sweaty and there was hair everywhere, but it wasn't normal hair, it was white fur. The window was also open. Surprised, she looked around, but otherwise there was nothing unusual. The stuffed animals were still in bed.

She took one of them and hugged it, she just wanted to either have a good life or finally die. She had endured enough suffering and always found an excuse for not dying, but at some point it went too far. She had already suffered from bullying for 15 years, which was more than half of her life.

It was noticed by Third Reich that she wasn't wearing a t-shirt as usual, which was very strange as she always wore one as she didn't like the way she looked, but not so much that she would change anything about it. Reich got up, put on a pair of panties and a t-shirt, went into the bathroom and looked at her reflection.

"Just one more week.", she told herself, "Then I won't have to suffer anymore and all will be over. Everyone will be happy that I'm finally gone and never coming back." Her words brought tears to her eyes even though she had wanted to do this for about seven years.

She looked even deeper in the mirror and looked at the scar on her chin. She got the scar from slipping and falling stupidly on the ground, but to her it was a symbol of bullying. Reich hated having any object on her scar.

Then she went back into her bedroom, closed the window and pushed her hair onto the sheet that she replaced. She found her torn t-shirt. "Why is it so torn?", she asked herself. However, she couldn't think of a solution and didn't want to think too much about it. After she put on her jacket, which was almost overgrown, she went into the kitchen.

The rest of the day passed quietly, and strangely enough, she fell asleep very quickly, which she never did before. During the night Russia wanted to find out if the animal was coming back. His father had forbidden him to go out at night, but who listens to rules that make no sense.

Everyone in the house was asleep except him and he snuck out of the house and into the garden where he was waiting. Time passed, but suddenly something came out of the shadows and walked towards him. Russia spread his arms and ran to the creature and hugged it. The animal could be hugged without any problems.

After a while it tried to lick his face too, so he let go and wiped his face. The animal saw a ball, carefully took it between its teeth and gave him the ball. Russia immediately knew what to do and threw the ball while it was running after it.

For a while they played ball together, until USSR came. The dog-like animal took a protective stance in front of Russia, surprising his father. Russia himself was also amazed and started laughing. "Dad won't hurt me!", laughed the little Countryhuman and pushed the animal to the side.

USSR immediately picked up his son and looked down at the creature that was sitting watching the two. Russia then stretched out his hand to the animal, which licked its hand. "Dad, he's very nice!", came from the child. But USSR was unsure. "This is a wild animal, not a pet!"

"I don't care! He's sweet and nice.", the little one grumbled. For a short while the tall man looked at the animal, trusting his son, he also held out a palm to the creature. After sniffing his hand, she licked his as well.

He must have been wrong about it, because it was harmless and really didn't mean to harm him or his son. USSR put his son back down and said: "You can keep playing if you want, but please Russia go to bed in 15 minutes." "Thanks dad!", the little child called and continued to play with the animal.