Little Siberia

Chapter 4

A/N: I don't own Hetalia or anything! I guess except for little Anya... I think?  ^^ Read on my dear people!

Chapter 4- Anya's P.O.V.

The man that was speaking the strange language I guess called "English" was funny. He was making funny faces for strange reasons. I continued to hold onto the Mr. Ivans clothes as we walked to the kitchen for dinner. Mr. Ivan looked at me with his huge purple eyes. I smiled up at him staying quiet in my musings of his features. He was very much taller than I am. I pouted for my height. It was so hard to reach stuff like the cookie jar with dancing bears on it, the one that mama had... I glanced back down feeling sad that I couldn't remember much. The man Mr. Alfred got my attention by waving his hand in front of my face.

"Hellooo! Anyone in there?" He asked wanting to ask me something.

"<What?>" I asked wanting to know what he said. I looked up to Ivan for a translation since he seemed to communicate well the funny man.

He smiled at me before turning back to his cooking, "<He asked if you were alright.>" Saying it more politely than the playfully rude American.

I answered back to Mr. Alfred, "<I am okay, just spacing out is all.>" I smiled at him not wanting him to worry about me. Mr. Ivan translated for me and Alfred as we tried to also communicate with out hands. I pointed up and held my arms up wanting him to carry me. I wanted to know what Mr. Ivan was cooking. He gave his goofy grin which made the whole room light up and picked me up. I giggled liking the feeling of being carried. But it wasn't as comfy as Mr. Ivan, he naturally felt like home for some reason. Mr. Alfred was very... Muscly? Thinner, but with muscle? I didn't know how to say it. So, I kept it to myself as Mr. Alfred and I decided to help set the table. I was very careful to not drop anything and even pulled out a chair for Mr. Ivan as a small thank you. He saw that and chuckled.

"<Ahh, the thought is appreciated little one. But, I've been taught that ladies go first.>" he pulled out a chair for me. I smiled brightly knowing I made him happy.   

"<Thank you!>" I climbed onto the chair and waited for the two men to do the same. Mr. Alfred just dug right into his food and the same with Ivan. While I took my time not wanting to seem too eager, but after that first bite I did the same.

*After Dinner- Alfred's P.O.V.*

Anya is just so freaking cute! I just want to pinch those little cheeks on her face all day. We got along so well even if we needed Russia to help. But I'm the hero! So, I'm going to try to teach her English! Or have England do it, he's a better teacher than me. ^^' But dinner despite being made by the damn comm... I mean Russia was delicious. "Thanks dude for dinner! It was great, I'm surprised you know how to cook."

Ivan turned to him after directing Anya to the bathroom to wash her hands and face, smirked at him, "And you take after England, but at least your hamburgers aren't poisoned too much like HIS cooking."

"Hey! Don't diss the hamburgers dude! But you're right about his cooking being bad for your health." ugh... How did i survive those years under his rule I wonder? Oh well! Alls well that ends well! I think that's how the saying goes. "Anyway, what are you going to do with the girl? She's adorable, but are you keeping her for now or until....?" I actually liked her so I admit that I didn't want the girl to leave his care and I saw with my own eyes that he deeply cares for his people.   

He looked down with a tense expression, "I'll keep her if we can't find her mother." Ivan looked like he wanted to say more before Anya came back showing us her clean hands with her face shining with her smile. She's so cuuute!!!! I want to just smuggle her with my hugs. But I didn't want to crush her with my super strength. T-T

She turned to me and started talking, "<Hey! I heard you say "Hey!" You do know Russian.>" She grinned at me. I understood what she said and laughed. This girl is a real crack-up too.

I bent down to sqwat to her level, "Hey I gotta go for now, but I'll visit okay kiddo?" I patted her on the head.

Ivan translated for her and she pouted at me, "<Soon?>" While Ivan translated he thought, 'Hopefully not too soon...' There was only so much he could stand the American.

"Da!" I said the only other Russian word I knew. "See ya later Anya!" I hugged her before taking off like superman (I couldn't fly, but I tried!)

*Ivan's P.O.V.*

After he left I saw Anya appear a little sad out guest had to leave. I yawned tired after such a long day. Apparently yawns are contagious as she gave a little yawn of her own. "<Okay little Anya, it's time for Bed.>"

She took my hand and said, "<Okay.>" We walked up the stairs and down the hall onto the door on the right. My room was straight across the hall. I didn't have anything her size to wear now that I thought about it. Hmmm She could wear one of my shirts though it would probably drag on the floor with her size. But it's okay I have plenty. I took her to my room. It was a royal red for the walls and a king sized bed with a connected bathroom and office. Curtains being a shade darker than the walls. She looked in wonder of the colors, since there was also a few flags displayed in my office.  

"<Is this my room?>" She asked excitedly.

I grinned at that and looked through my drawer for the smallest shirt I could find, "<Your room is across the hall. This is my room and I brought you in here to bring you a temporary nightgown.>" A shirt wasn't much of a nightgown but it will have to do! I pulled out a white t-shirt and gave it to her. "<Try this on.>" Her face looking at the shirt and started to pull off her her dress she was wearing I turned around giving her privacy right away.

I didn't hear a sound after a minute of fussing with clothing. "<I'm dressed.>" I turned to peak seeing she was dressed. I looked at her small phrame with the shirt as expected nearly dragging towards the floor. Nearly. She giggled twirling making the shirt swirl like a summer dress. I smiled so much around her i mused as she played dancing with the shirt. Her hair flowing as well.

"<Okay, it is time to go to sleep.>" I held out my hand as she took it and I lead her to her room. It was of lighter colors this time with shades of blue. The walls darker while the curtain were a Turquoise color. The bed being Queen sized with dark blue and silver designs sowed into the fabric. She looked at her room and hugged me tightly.

"<Can I sleep with you tonight? I don't wanna be by myself.>"  Looking at her innocent face and it tugged at my heart knowing full well how it like to be lonely.

"<Da. We shall go to sleep now.>" I gently picked her up and walked back to my room and placed her on the bed while I put my sleepwear on consisting of black sweat pants and a t-shirt. We both got under the covers and she whispered, "<Goodnight Mr. Ivan.>" and cuddled into me using my arm as a pillow.

I petted her head and held her and whispered, "<Goodnight little one.>" Falling asleep peacefully for the first time in what seems a hundred years... Maybe more...