False Love of a False Father

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Hungary had never been more grateful for his friends. Loyal and brave, they were some of Hungary's greatest allies in the fight for his mind.

While they had met when Hungary was pretending to be human, he had grown to trust them enough to reveal his identity to them. They helped Hungary control the parasite in his mind and promised to free him from it.

Their promises had been enough to make Hungary cry.

It made it easier for Hungary to think when around them. His friend Attila theorized that it was because they believed in a Hungary that was not controlled by the USSR, and that belief helped to clear Hungary's head. Whatever it was, it was amazing.

"Are you sure you can participate?" Soma asked as they prepared for the protest tomorrow. Hungary nodded.

"I'm sure. And I know I have to. This is...I need to prove to my people that I am trying my hardest to be there for them, and I won't let the USSR take that away from me," he said. If the USSR tried—well, it would be pretty obvious that Hungary wasn't helping him of his own free will if he started throwing a fit in public before declaring his love for the USSR.

He knew he could do it, and nothing would stop him.

"Come on, Soma, we knew that nothing was going to stop Hungary from participating in this. I think he's more excited about it than any of us," Attila said with a laugh. Hungary smiled, a rare expression crossing his face.

"Of course I am. If all goes well, then the parasite will be removed from my head, and I won't have to worry about the USSR stripping me of my free will and making me do things I don't want to do," Hungary said. Soma frowned.

"If...and if things go wrong?" he asked.

"Then the USSR will probably ensure the parasite is in control of me for months to ensure that he still has control...and maybe make me...take care of anyone he sees as traitors. Maybe. With Poland and East Germany, he just forced them to the side and made them thank him for 'helping' them," Hungary said, lip curling in disgust at the memory of that.

"But that won't happen! We need to be positive about this. Thinking about the way things can go wrong is just going to make us feel worse about this," Attila, ever the optimist, said.

"I know. Still, I am going to write a letter to the UN about my real feelings and choices here, just in case we do lose, that way no matter what the USSR says or makes me do, people will know that it is all a bunch of lies and bullshit," Hungary said. Attila grinned.

"Smart. But how do you expect to get it out of Budapest?" he asked.

"I have a friend who is leaving for Austria tomorrow. She's taking it out of the country and hopefully can get it to someone else from there." Hungary said.

He hoped that some other personification did see it. Even if this went well...well it was good to have a record of how controlling the USSR was, how Hungary feared for his health, safety, and free will, and how conditional the USSR made his basic rights.

Someone else needed to know about it.

"That's good. Do you think..." Soma trailed off, and Hungary gave his best attempt at a comforting smile.

"I am hoping and praying that it will not be needed. But...it's always better to have a plan. Just in case," Hungary said. Soma nodded.

"Just in case."

With those words, Hungary did his best to relax. He was anxious about what was to come but hopeful that things would be better.

Things would get better.

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