Is This Okay.......? (USSR X India)

Ch-9

USSR's POV
I examined India's body. Yes, he was just fine! No problem with health. Just a little drunk! It's his first time, after all. I asked for the bill, the waiter was horrified to see India just lying on the table. My kids were chill. My eyes rounded after seeing the bill. 150£ !?!?!?!? I cleared my throat and asked "Are you sure it's 150£ and not less than that?" The waiter rechecked the bill and said "It's just correct!" I check my pocket, and pay for the meal. I nod my head and told my kids to follow me. I noticed Belarus walking towards the waitress. I grab her by the collar and pull her back. I quickly lifted India up and walked towards my car. Everyone at the café looked at me with fear and stepped back. Good, that is how they should actually treat me. I put India in the car and get in myself. "So kids-" I say, "How was tonight?"
"Wonderful!" My kids said in chorus.
"Thank you for behaving." I smiled.
My kids giggled and started talking with eachother. I sighed and looked at India. He was sleeping peacefully, just like a tired baby! 💭 Adorable 💭
I lower the car radio volume, so that it doesn't disturb him.
*Time skip!*
We reach home! My kids hopped out of the car and rushed inside the house. I sighed and my eyes drifted towards India, his gentle, soft, cute and quiet snores were filling my heart. I smiled, picked him up and went inside the house.
"All right kids! It's bedtime!" I yell. They all turned around and stared at me like I ate all their chocolate. "What?" I raised my eyebrow.
"You have to tuck us in!" Yelled Ukraine.
"Huh?" I questioned.
"Papa always tucks us in and sings us a lullaby!" Said Belarus.
I sighed and kept India carefully on the couch and followed my kids into their bedroom.
"When will we get our new room?" Whined Russia.
"When you will have your first kill! I need to know how capable you are."
"Whaaaaa!? No fair!"
"It's very fair! Now tell me, what does your 'Papa' do?"
"Ukraine, you tell Daddy!"
"Why me? Belarus, you tell him!"
"Whyyyyyyyyyyyy.......... Russia will tell Daddy!"
And yes......... My kids started arguing again! I rolled my eyes and tried to quiet them down.
"You know what, I'll tell you all a story about the time I first killed someone."
"YAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!" they screamed in chorus.
"Sh sh sh! Quiet down now! We don't want to wake Papa up, now do we?"
My kids put a finger on their lips and chuckled quietly. I softened my voice and started telling the story.
"So once upon a time, when I was still in play school.................
*F L A S H     B A C K *
Russian Empire: Son, today you will be staying alone, as I have to go to war.
USSR: Okay Father.
Russian Empire: I want the house to be exactly the same way as it is now. Just a single scratch, and..........(Loads gun).............. you know what will happen!
USSR: (gulps) Father, I promise to not let you down. I keep my words!
Russian Empire: (Evil chuckle) Good boy!
My father walked away, leaving me behind, all alone. I did have my shot-gun, the nukes, they were my only protectors. I sat down on the floor, not knowing what to do next. Yes, I was feeling bored. Ofcourse no child can sit patiently for even 1 hour without any entertainment. I was left home the whole day! I was also scared that my father will punish me if I untidy the house. Well, so I looked out of the window. I saw little kids, actually they were my age! They were playing with a ball, amazing ofcourse! My mom had died when I was too young to even remember. I tried waving towards the kids, I recognised some of them, they were from my play school. They didn't really notice me. I felt sad and went inside, staring at the emptiness. Just then I heard a loud BANG on the door. I gasped and grabbed my shot-gun. I quietly walked towards the entrance. I noticed a black shadow! I quickly hid behind the wall to get a better look at the person. He was holding a knife! Yes, A knife! He was also holding a bag and he was putting all my father's favourite things in it. Well, at that time I could have just kept quiet but.......I wanted to live, I feared that my father might kill me out of rage! I sneaked quietly behind that person. He did not notice me. It was my chance! I hit his head with the back-side of my gun. He got startled and looked behind, to see......... A little child, holding a gun. He smirked, held me by the collar and started strangling me. I groaned in pain. He finally left my neck and I thumped on the ground. He laughed and snatched my gun and kept it inside his bag. I tried reaching out for it, but my attempts failed, as I was still a child, I was not that tall! But I was desperate! I got up, took out a hammer that I always kept within my reach, and threw it at that person. He lost his balance and fell down on his face, bleeding! My gun and flown out of his bag and fell right in front of me. I quickly grabbed the gun and shot that person in the heart, killing him off!!!!!
*FLASH BACK ENDS!*
"And so kids-" I say, "That's how your Daddy had his first kill!" I laughed. My kids were shaking, while tightly gripping the blanket.
"That was..................." Said Russia.
"AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled all my kids in chorus.
I smiled brightly, hoping that someday they will also learn how to be a real man.......... And woman!
"Good night kiddos!" I turned off their lights.
"Night- night Daddy!" My kids yell. I leave their room and walk downstairs into the living room, hoping to see India. He was sleeping peacefully. I picked him up and took him to my bedroom. I lay him down and take off my clothes. I get dressed in my casual wear and lied down beside him.
💭What a cutie pie!💭 I thought.
I closed my eyes and well........... dozed off!
Suddenly, I felt something wrapping around my hip. I turned around and noticed India squeezing into my body, wrapping his legs around my hip and arms around my chest. His legs got tangled with mine in some way.
"Take off your clothes.............." he whispered in my ear. His voice sent shivers down my spine. I realised that........... HE JUST TOLD ME TO TAKE OFF MY FUCKING CLOTHES!!!!!
"What the-"
"Take off your clothes, USSR. Please............"

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