He still kept his promise, didn't he's POV: (UK):
The next day after the "hangout"- 6:46
*KNOCK* *KNOCK*
I yet again woke up early in the morning from the knocking on the door. I got up and went downstairs at 6 am in the morning for the second day in a row.
I sighed as I opened the door. There yet again England was standing.
Why?!?!! Does he not have anything better to do?!?!
"What do you want?" I say even though I know.
"I just want to talk with you about something." he says knowing fully well that I mostly likely not listen.
I was about to close the door again but then I remembered the conversation with Soviet.
Maybe I could just hear what he has to say to be polite for once.
"Ugh... Fine."
His eyes light up immediately. "Really? Well thank you..... So for the past fe-"
"Get to the point." I said getting impatient as to be honest I want to go back to sleep.
"I want to try to re-build our relationship as father and son." he says in a rush.
I paused. I can't just let him to come into my life like that can I? Especially after the things he did in the past. But yet again it has been centuries surly he has changed by then.
"Ummmm....."
"It's fine if you don't I just want to, I just want to know a yes-no answer and that all. I'll leave immediately." he says it quickly.
"First of all, you didn't give me a proper chance to think this through. Second of all... Sure. Meet me at Big Ben at 15:20 today." I say finally making up my decision.
His eyes light up.
"Thank you." he said as he left.
And then I closed the door.
Finally I go back to sleep 🥹.
Sure he had a bad childhood but he can make a better one for his kids's POV (Soviet):
11:35 am
I had arrived home from the meeting just thinking about how fun yesterday was. I haven't really been able to hangout with many people the past few years.
Heck I think the last time I did hangout with somebody was Reich before the war. And that is over 30 years ago. I sighed. 23 years of friendship all went into nothing.
As I closed the door and put my coat on the hanger Kazakhstan (7 years old) out of nowhere flown in and accidentally crashed into me. I caught him in my arms.
"KAZAKHSTAN I TOLD YOU NOT TO FLY IN THE HOUSE!!!" I hear Ukraine shouting from the living room.
"SORRY." he shouts back. "ALSO ПАПА IS HOME." he then turns to me and says " Welcome home папа"
"Hello to you too Kazakhstan." I replied.
As I said that Ukraine waked in.
"Hello папа." she said.
"Hello Ukraine, everything alright." I ask.
"I'd say yes." she replies.
"That's good to hear."I say with a smile.
*Awkward silence*
"Папа, can you play with us!" he says his new idea to me. "Please, you never play with us."
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