One day in the meeting room instead of Soviet came his 15 year old son, Russia. This surprised Britain as first of all he didn't know he had children, and second of all why did he skip meetings he never does. So after getting the information out of...
Nah but I can fix his daddy issues but I'm lazy to's POV (UK):
Same day (4) - 7:05 am
I have just woken up and realised I'm not in my bed. Then I remembered what happened yesterday. The golden eyes, the eye patch, the tail. It feels like I opened a new chapter to finding more about a person. Dam France, I miss you. :(
I look to the side of me where Soviet is sleeping. His eye patch is loose and looks like it's about to fall. So I gently tighten it so it doesn't fall off.
After about another 10-20 minutes I get out of bed and go downstairs. It's kinda cold.
I looked at the window and there was white snow all over the place outside. Even though it was a thin layer of snow, in my eyes it was still a huge amount of snow. In UK you don't get snow at all (or at least in England) which made me really excited when I saw it.
With that I waited for Soviet to wake up, but luckily for me he was already coming downstairs.
"SOVIET! SOVIET! SOVIET! GUESS WHAT! IT'S SNOWING OUTSIDE!" I shaked Soviet back and forth from my excitement.
"😵💫" He looked outside the window when I stopped shaking and infact saw snow "Oh, you right. Looks like snow came early this year.🫤"
"Can we go outside 😀?" I say again hoping he will say yes.
"Ummmm... Sure 😊."
With that I grab him by his wrist and drag him upstairs to get dressed.
7:26 am
We got dressed and then went straight to the forest that Soviet live near by.
"It looks so beautiful!!! ✨" I say as I catch the snowflake that was falling.
"Yeah..." he says not so amazed as I am.
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(I like how there are mittens on UK's wings, anyways I was lazy so I did them in country balls (I did not make the background))
"Come let's build a snowman! 😁" I say as I yet again drag Soviet by his wrist.
He pauses "You know what? Sure." He says with a small smile on him this time.
"Yay."
The rest of the day we spend outside in the fresh freezing snow. We built snowmen, made snow angels, played tag. And in general felt like children and not being interrupted by fucking politics.
One conversation did stand out though.
~FLASHBACK TO AROUND 13:03~
I just crashed into Soviet and now we're on the ground (not on top of each other) laughing our asses off.
"Hey UK." he asked me through short break of laugher.
"Yeah?" I say finally calming down a little from laughing.
"Do you think we are friends?" he says after also calming down from laughing.
"Yeah, what about you? Do you think we're friends?" I look at him.
He pauses "Yeah, I think we are!"
"😊"- UK
"😊"- Soviet
~END OF FLASHBACK (around 18:47 pm)~
Me and Soviet are in the kitchen just chatting and drinking coffee, because who doesn't love coffee in the evening.
"So ummm.... UK, the flights are available again, since the weather is good again." he said kinda sadden.
"Oh okay." I replied in a same tone.
"I guess your leaving tomorrow?" he said quietly.
"Unfortunately, I kinda forgot to tell Scotland that I'm was coming here. I don't want him to get worried." I replied.
"Oh that's okay, we still have a meeting in London in 3 days if I'm not mistaken." He replied with a cheer knowing that we'll meet again soon.
"Yeah 😊"
The next day when UK arrives home (14:08 pm)
I finally arrived to dear old home. I placed my hand on the door handle to open the door but it was already unlocked. SHIT DID SOMEONE BREAK IN.
I go inside the house and carefully go into each room...
Dinning room... Nobody.
Kitchen.... Nobody but I got a knife from there.
Bedroom.... Nobody. Good because past Bob is there.
Living room is the next room. I put my hand on the door and open it slightly but not enough to see what's inside. With that I heard a person moving.
"Here we go.😟" I mentally prepare myself to what I assume is behind that door.
Three....
Two....
One...
I open the door wide to the living room to see MY SON, AMERICA, LOOKING AT ME AS IF HE IS LIKE IN VILLAIN LEAR OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
"WHAT THE FUCK AMERICA!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE!!!" I shout at the person in front of me who is clearly mad at him.
"Ummmm..... Waiting for you, dad. What else can I do here." He said calmly.
"How the bloody hell did you get in here?!?!"
"You don't need to know that. 😇" he paused "Anyways how was you trip to the communist bitch? Did you befriend him?" He says as if I went on a date or something.
"Yeah it was fi- wait a minute - how the hell do you know I went on the trip?🤨"
"Oh, Bob told me 😀"
(Context: when UK was writing his diary the night before he left to Soviet, it was his final page so when he was writing at Soviet's place it was his new diary)
Dam, Bob, I trusted you.
Good thing there's Jimmy 😀.
"America! What did I tell you looking at people stuff with out their permission 😡" I pause "Anyways, go to your room."
"Sheesh, you're mean." he said as he put his hands up and left.
After he leaves his to room (aka the guest room) I sigh and relax. Finally I can be "alone" in peace. Though it does feel kinda lonely now.
When I was in Russia I was pretty much always with Soviet, but now it feels cold.
Either way I'm now tired and want to go to bed.
Bro made a friend :D 's POV (Soviet):
Yay I made a friend. :')
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Hello People. My school started again so chapters will be a little slow so yeah.
