Russia POV:
Me and America are semi-dating now. We kissed and went on dates but said we were friends. Canada and Ukraine were tired of us dancing around each other. America and I were sitting under the stars, and we gazed into each other's eyes, "I want to date you for real." America said, I smiled happy. "Me too." I said. We kissed the last time that night before we were ambushed by his kids. "STOP MAKING OUT WITH OUR DAD!" Texas yelled, America I laughed, and I kissed his cheek softly. I love my
family.
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APUSH kids on crack (A Rusame story)
FanfictionCredit to the artist: My friend wanted me to write this skibidi story, so here is a story. America is a tired dad, and Russia is a suicidal alcoholic.
