This Is Just Between Us

Trauma dumping mixed with a bit of stalking

art by my pumpkin, crowsong the rusame reader on YouTube, Tumblr, and Wattpad {Rainbowstar772} )
(TW: Mentions of child abuse,self harm, sexual indications, stalking, and teen fighting)
Russia pov:

I wake up on a bed I'm somewhat familiar with, America's bed.
I blink and get myself all fixed up as I try to remember the sequences that lead to this.
Russia:"OH SHIT MEXICO MURDERED SPAIN!"
I grabbed my phone and searched for my contacts, but instead I opened up Twitter and saw a post of some dude shipping himself with America.
I click the profile of the person, this guy looks like aunt yemen and aunt Egypt.... Probably a coincidence? I see that this guy is named Syria, kinda girly but ok.....
This isn't the first post he's made about him and America.... This guy seems just a tad bit younger than my grandpa, far too old for America. It's creepy- it's at this moment I noticed his bio...
'Hi I'm Syria! I'm deeply in love with America and I hope she'll notice me someday and when she does, I hope she feels the same'
Then something caught my eye...
'I believe love is love, a 21 year old can be in love with a 98 year old'
HE'S 98?! HOLY SHIT!
He's way older than I thought, meaning he's WAY WAY WAY too old for America!
I need to kill this guy, for the safety of America, and most likely every woman in the world seeing how he's assuming America is a woman.
Don't get me wrong, America is every bisexuals' dream.
He's male, he's thick, since I've showered with him I can say he has a (these next two words can not be written because the author doesn't have the guts to write them and wants to spare their lover from having to read this line as they beta read the chapters, you're welcome pumpkin, love you!), he has the hips of a woman, the curves of a woman, he also has hobbies that both men and women do, bisexual paradise in my opinion.
America being everything a bisexual wants aside, how am I gonna find him-
Russia"WASHINGTON! UTAH! I require your assistance!"
I yelled after opening America's bedroom door, awaiting for them to arrive.
But I didn't expect to see was them running in like a cartoon, then stopping at the door like a cartoon as well.
Russia:"Didn't know you two were the same height- that's not important. Do you know how to track someone down?"
Washington:"You called two children to help track someone down?"
Utah:"Specifically the two that are good with technology?"
Russia:"Yes."
The two looked at each other and shrugged.
Washington:"Alright, who'd you want to be tracked down? I can get a drone to put a tracking device on them."
Utah:"I could program the tracking device to do anything specific if you want."
Russia:"Y'all not even asking why?"
Washington:"No? Who do you think we are? The feds? We don't care what you do with it, as long as we make a deal that we have no connections to it, crime or not."
Russia:"I just need them to be tracked down and when I get to them, all I have to do is say, sleep and they get knocked out for a good while."
Utah:"How would you like that to happen?
Russia:"Unnoticeable."
Washington:"We can get that done, but what about the drone? What do you want with that?"
Russia:"Inside self destruction, no evidence left over."
Utah:"Alright, I'll have it release water from inside causing it to short circuit. You'll have to do the rest."
Russia:"How are you going to knock him out anyways?"
Washington:"Wyoming should have something of use."
Russia:"Better not be Alaska's tranks, she needs those."
Utah:"What? No no no, Wyoming steals all kinds of medical stuff from dad. Knowing him, he'll have something on hand."
I watch as the two run off, only now noticing Utah had a pen and notebook that he had most definitely written every word I've said.
America has some pretty smart kids, even if they can be stupid at times.
I walk out the room and just hear what I assume is a frustrated deaf person noise.
I walk over to the noise and just see Montana doing what I'm going to assume is cursing the two out for making a mess as they make my drone in sign language. I can't understand ASL but it seems the states do as it seems they are now arguing, eventually I see Utah just drop his hands and go back to what he was doing, Washington following shortly after. That's when Montana pulled out something from his maid dress and attached them to his head.
Montana:"Oh no! I'm not done! Listen here you dickheads, motor oil is extremely hard to clean OUT OF CARPET! You better clean up this mess because I'm tired of cleaning your messes for you. It's always 'Montana we made a mess. Can you come clean this up?' 'Montana the dishes need to be done, can you clean them please?' 'Montana, I need help cleaning my pet's enclosure, get over here and clean it.' I MAY BE A MAID BUT LEARN TO CLEAN FOR YOURSELF DAMNIT!"
Washington:"Did you just put on your cochlear implants in order to yell at us?"
Montana:"Yes. I. Did."
Utah:"Alright, you win. We'll clean up our mess."
Montana then smiled and nodded before taking off whatever he put on and carefully put them in his dress pocket and walked off.
Strange....
I continue to walk off and find my sweet little girl.
I pick her up and give her just the slightest amount of bird affection.
I hear her squeal and laugh before looking at me with a bright smile.
Russia:"There's my little owlet! Say, I've got a question for you."
Alaska:"Yes papa?"
Russia:"Does America know you're a great horned owl? I don't think I've seen any of the foods your diet requires..."
Alaska:"Nope! Surprised he hasn't figured it out seeing how I prefer the night and can see pretty well in the dark. I eat roadkill at the park when dad isn't looking."
Russia:"SHORTY GET YOUR THICK ASS OVER HERE!"
I see America walk in flustered and slightly annoyed.
America:"1. What's up 2. Can you not say my ass is 'thick' as you put it?"
Russia:"1. No. You got a fat ass and mama didn't raise a liar and 2. How the fuck did you not notice Alaska is an owl?"
America:" She's a what now-"
Alaska:"A great horned owl! I've trained my stomach to handle regular food, but it doesn't feel good though."
America:"Alaska why didn't you tell me?! Fucking hell! I haven't been feeding you what you need, this has to be some form of child abuse! Oh my mom oh my grandma oh my mom oh my grandma!"
Russia:"Get your shit together America! It is not your fault! She's stubborn, hot headed, short tempered, aggressive, a little too proud, and a papa's girl. She clearly didn't trust you enough until now to tell you. Trust me. Plus, this girl is more resilient than she looks. As she said, she trained her own damn body to handle food that has nothing to do with her diet. Now. Let's get her some fancy live mice and a scorpion or two."
America:"Pardon? Did you say fancy LIVE mice?"
Russia:"She's picky when it comes to her food choice."
Alaska:"I like my Scorpions raw and dead, prefer them to be rare and or unique, freshwater fish I have no preference for, cooked bugs, my mice need to be alive and like my Scorpions rare and or unique. I have high expectations."
She spoke as if she were a food critic and that this level of food preference was normal.
America:"I'm seeing how you were financially struggling to raise her..."
Russia:"She's just so picky and would get ill from roadkill because that's literally the only thing she doesn't have a preference for other than fish. She just... ugh."
America let out a little ashamed noise before stuffing his face into my chest.
Russia:" Hey hey hey, you've been doing your best. You were a single father of 50 and something like this probably went over your head seeing that she's eating like a regular person."
America:"Were?"
I went bright red and stepped back a little.
America's eyes went wide and he formed a grin before letting out the cutest little chirp I've ever heard, although it translates to ' adorable! ' so that's a bit embarrassing.
Russia:"I'm not adorable! I'm a strong, proud, and stern man!"
America giggled and walked off calling someone.
The only things I heard were 'Hey Aussie! Need a favor'
I shrug and toss Alaska aside to what I thought was a black, yellow and pink baby blanket.
New York:" AH! Alaska what the fuck!"
Alaska:"Yell at papa! Not me! He's the one who threw me!"
She looked up at me and quickly put on her leather jacket.
New York:"Papa what was that for?!"
Russia:"I thought you were a pink,yellow, baby blanket- wait... were those wings?"
I see her look panicked.
New York:"Shut. Up. They're really small right now, I JUST started growing them and I can barely flutter them. I'm hiding them as of now, y'all can't tell anyone unless you want to lose your goddamn heads."
Alaska:"Ma'am yes ma'am!"
I blink, those looked like moth wings.... But America is an avian?
That's a question for another time.
I continue to walk around trying to find the kitchen, but once I do I see a daydreaming Florida next to a burnt pancake.
I push him away and continue making the pancakes of which half he's burnt.
Russia:"Florida? Are you still here?"
Kansas:"Michael proposed apparently, so instead of daydreaming about a proposal he's probably daydreaming about a wedding. Yuck."
Arkansas:"Tell me about it, romance is just, ugh! Gross!"
Russia:"My sister had the same mindset, but now she's for a girlfriend. You're young kid, eventually that thought about love will just slowly fade away."
Kansas:"You read romance novels throughout your childhood and teen hood didn't you?"
I go red, it's embarrassing that they figured that out. It'd be worse if they knew I still do.
Russia:"Whether I did or did not isn't important."
Arkansas:"You totally did."
South Carolina:"Hopeless-"
North Carolina:"Romantic-"
Carolina twins:"ALERT!"
I go red from embarrassment and the four start giggling.
Russia:"America! I'm being bullied by 12 year olds!"
I see America come into the room and say something in I think Latin? He's been teaching me and I'm getting better at it!
What he said sounded like he was threatening to turn them into mushrooms which is an odd threat. But it seems the states don't understand but are definitely scared.
They ran off though.
America:"You understood that didn't you?"
Russia:"Semi, something might've gotten lost in translation....did you threaten to turn them into mushrooms???"
America nodded.
I blink before smiling because I actually understood him!
America:"Proud you understood me?"
I started to slightly bounce and nod.
He smiled and motioned me to bend down, so I did.
I felt him give me a kiss on the cheek, which I returned. On the lips.
When we pulled away he giggled just looked me in the eyes and held my hands and I looked back holding his hands as well, I honestly have no clue how long we were at this, but what I do know is that I heard the scratchy and high pitched voice of our daughter yelling-
Alaska:"IT'S 11:59 PM! ARE YOU TRANKING ME OR AM I TRANKING YOU?!"
We both came back to reality, seeing a bloody Wyoming and a bruised Alaska holding a switchblade.
America:"WHAT HAPPENED?!"
Alaska:"Well you see..... uhm...."
Then a winded New York ran in through the front door.
Texas and Alabama following.
Alabama:"We'll tell you what!"
New York:"Since you both were off in lala land you two didn't notice the group of highschoolers Utah and Wisconsin told they were gonna help them off someone try to burst down the door because they took back their words."
America:"YOU WHAT?!"
Texas:"Turns out they wanted to off Florida because he "made Michael gay and it needed to be fixed" if you can't tell, the highschoolers were-"
Russia:"Cheerleaders?"
The states around:"Cheerleaders/z."
Alaska:"So while y'all were daydream, we had to fight them-"
Florida then came in with Michael.
Florida:"More like YOU KILLED FIVE OF THEM!"
Michael:"Wyoming sent TWO to the hospital."
Alabama:"We tied 4 of them up."
New York:"And I threw them into a flower garden-"
The states (other than NY) and Michael:"INTO A DITCH!"
New York:"I- they got mud on my WHITE heels! They also tried to stab Alaska! THEY ALSO SPRAYED ME WITH BUG SPRAY!"
Michael:"That part I don't understand, what's the matter with the bug spray other than the scent?"
New York went quiet.
Russia:"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT! Let me get this straight. The two tech needs told a bunch of horny and thirsty cheerleaders in love with Micheal, a gay boy that doesn't alert the gaydar, that they'd help them KILL SOMEONE and didn't know who."
New York:"Correct."
Russia:"Then they learnt the cheerleaders want Florida dead. A FUCKING DEMIGOD! Dead."
Micheal gave a confirming hum and nod as he wrapped his arm around Florida's waist who gave a thumbs up.
Russia:"Which caused the tech nerds to go back on their words leading these pom pom wielding demons to go nuts."
Texas:" Yes sir."
Russia:"Which led them to our house, wanting the heads of the tech nerds."
Alabama:"That is the case."
Russia:"So a teenage girl, two teenage boys, two middle schoolers, and two children had to go into a mini battle leaving 5 dead, 2 harmed, and 4 in a ditch."
Alaska:"Yup."
Russia:"Because the tech nerds didn't want to fight a group of skirt people."
Wyoming:"Actually I had to heal fem(them) becauze(because) fey(they) got hurt when trying to fight feir(their) own battlez(battles)."
Russia:"Let me correct myself. 5 dead, 2 in the HOSPITAL, 2 harmed, and 4 in a ditch."
It's at this moment I realize America has been very quiet.
I turned to look at him and I saw a black and red glob shaped like America.
America:"QUID IPSA FUCK!(WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!)"
Michael:"Uhm what?"
Florida:"Micheal bunny boo, no knows what he said."
Russia:"I do, and uhm, damn he's mad."
Alabama:"Wait... Florida, did you just call Michael 'bunny boo'?"
Micheal:"He did."
New York:"Out! Before I eat your shirts!"
Michael:"Can I at least bring my snuggy wuggy honey bear?"
Russia:"And I thought Teddy bear was bad-"
Florida:"Can I please go with my bubbly lovely sugary handsome lover man?"
Alaska:"If it'll get you out. Then dad, papa, say yes."
America was about to say something but I covered his mouth, making sure to stick two fingers in his mouth making it more difficult to speak.
Russia:"Yes. Abso-fucking-lutely yes. Go. Get out. I don't care what you do, just as long as I don't have to hear your highschool sweetheart pet names!"
I then feel my fingers being sucked.
Russia:"America. What the actual fuck."
I said taking them out once I see the gays run out the house.
America:"You stuck your fingers in my- GROSS! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
He yelled as I stuck the finger I had in his mouth into MY mouth to clean them.
I gave him a confused look, Alaska sharing said confused look.
Everyone else looks mortified, New York looking like she's about to barf.
Alaska:"I don't get it? What's the matter?"
Alabama:"Hmm, I don't know... MAYBE PAPA JUST STUCK THE FINGERS HE HAD IN DAD'S MOUTH INTO HIS MOUTH?!"
Alaska:"That's how you clean them, duh."
Texas:"It's unsanitary..."
Alaska and I looked at each other confused.
Russia:"That's how my siblings and I were raised, due to that I taught Alaska this method. After all, our dad showed us what we thought was best!"