chapter 4

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USSR was awaiting ANYONE and ANYTHING but Reich. He was infuriated as he aggressively glanced at her. She looked rather weak from up here, and USSR felt the pathetic kind of pity for her.

"Вот же сволочь...(what a bitch...l)" he thought to himself as he grabbed her by the collar. He didn't want to kill her. Rather, he wanted her to suffer through what he'd lived through...He knew this all might just be not be real at all...but what he knew for sure is that he would feel so much better if he saw her suffer. As he dragged her, he tried to speak to her.

"Well? What the fuck is the motive now?" He asked "you already got me in a siege...killed many of my and other countries' people and took some of our land...What cost though?"

She remained motionless.She didn't even move one bit. The man decided to stop trying to talk to her.

As he finally got to their place, he saw that they crafted a campfire. He walked in, behind their backs and threw Reich on the floor, in between the space of Britain and Pawel. Pawel shrieked and backed away from her as he instantly recognised her, even when he couldn't see her face.

"Look who I found...the nazi scum took the 'risk' of getting into a place with dirty pigs like us...not the 'perfect aryan race'...." he scowled as Britain observed her.

"She's still breathing...I can't tell if it's good or bad..." Britain said as he turned to his head to his husband.

"We can't kill her anyways! If we get out of here somehow...we will have to make her pay for what she's done..." said Francé as he looked back at Britain with a somewhat persuasive look, but his lack of confidence caused Britain to give him a bit of a dirty look.

"She does need to pay, but we can still kill her. So don't get your hopes up." Said Britain with a very serious tone of voice. Francé was NOT impressed.

"Y-you're telling me. Th-that- she's alive?-" Said Pawel very cautiously and nearly on the verge of tears.

"Да Павел, unfortunately she IS alive" said USSR with a smirk. He was that miserable that he would do anything to make himself feel better - and he chose to scare Pawel as an option. Francé really didn't take it well. "SOVIET..." said Francé in a bit of an irritated tone. USSR noticed the disapproving tone in his voice and then just sat down on the piece of wood they had to sit down on.

As the night crept in, they all were thinking of what they should do to keep themselves warm and to sleep. Britain thought of getting some more wood and somehow build at least a small tent. They all went different ways...Francé and Britain went one way and USSR was supposedly look after Pawel while they're collecting wood - but Pawel refused.

"I don't want to go with him..." said Pawel as he clinged to Francé, who was one of the most nicest to him. He really felt unsafe with USSR, but who can blame him? He was one of the people who turned his whole life from inside out and upside down. Francé tried comforting Pawel by patting him slightly on the shoulder.

"Britain I think I should stay with the little one..." said Francé "he doesn't seem too fond with staying near Soviet..." he sounded softer then before. Britain and USSR exchanged looks and shrugged. "Well...I suppose..." Britain said as he finished. " Japan can't stand up anyways...All we gotta do is to tie up Reich and we'll be just fine and ready to leave."

As they tied up Reich to the tree they were gonna put their camp near, with USSR's scarf and additional belts from Britain and Francé. They left peacefully, knowing that nothing would happen if they left them this way....But would it?

[this is a very short chapter- sorry-]

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