The Dysfunctional Family Of Europe (Reader x Yugotalia)

Ch.9 A Pleasant Chat

After another drink and a little more information split, I understand a little more about Serbia and Macedonia.We laughed and talked about a couple other things before she looked at the time. "Oh dear, I should get started on dinner."She said, standing up.

With a heavy sigh I got up as well, looking down at the bean bag that had molded to my body. "You're like the mother around here huh?" She nodded with a smile but there was obviously some bitterness there. I won't bring that up to her again.

"Mm...I think I'll make some Beef and Feta Rissoles...I know all of the men need the hearty meat."She said, gesturing for me to follow her out the room before she headed down to the kitchen. I might as well help her, I mean, I did drink her beer.

As I walked down the steps I heard a door open among the clanging of pots getting brought out from the kitchen. I glanced behind me to see King Pin Serbia walking down with me, not saying a word. Honestly? I was terrified. "Afternoon Brother! Are you coming to help me cook today?"Macedonia asked in this sickening sweet tone.

Serbia visibly cursed under his breath before sighing. "Do I have a choice?" He asked. "Nope~Now come help me season the beef."She said, walking behind him and pushing the large man into the kitchen. "You're helping too? That's great!"She said, dragging me into recruitment.

"Damn, I came down at the wrong time..."Serbia grumbled, as he seemed to know what he was doing, cleaning the meats before seasoning them thoroughly and carefully. Macedonia looked in the cabinet for something before suddenly shrieking, causing everyone within a ten foot radius to flinch. "WE ARE OUT OF GARLIC?!"She yelled before throwing off her apron and taking a deep breath. "You two!"She pointed. "Don't. Go. Anywhere."

She said before running upstairs, and slamming the door to her room. Serbia sighed and leaned against the counter. "She's gonna go buy some."He Said, cleaning off his hands before going on his phone. I don't know why but...This...atmosphere is much different than I expected with him. For some reason I'm not trembling in fear of my well being. Damn EU brain washing...

"Hey Um...Serbia..."I started, Just to get his attention. He closed his eyes for a second and then looked at me, squinting. "What do you want." "Uh...I...I just wanted to hear more about you...and your country....since I haven't really gotten the chance to talk to you..."The facial expression on his face went from uninterested to surprised to suddenly investing within a matter of seconds. And then it happened.

"HAHAHA! I knew it! Of course everyone wants to know about the Great Serbia! You better take notes, because I am the best country in Europe—No—THE WORLD!"Serbia was very loud and bombastic with all of his words, but as to not spoil his fun I just nodded and let him keep going.

"I have eight neighbors! I am surrounded by my siblings and bastard gypsies that try to infiltrate and destroy my precious culture and religion!"He Said, gripping into his necklace for a second, which was a cross. "Serbian culture is very rich and very deep...many things have happened in my country since the 13th century back when yes, my ancient relatives ruled over as Kings!"

"I-Interesting..." "Mmhm...Nobody likes coming to my country because of well...Past...complications but we have great things here!"He Said, with an irritated twitch of his eyebrow. "....Can I ask what the complications were?"
Serbia nearly glared at me before making a small 'tsk' sound.

"World War one, what did you expect...."Serbia crossed his arms and looked to the side. "Since then, I've always gotten bad rep." I gave a gentle nod at this. I had always heard of this about him, this section of Europe was referred to as a 'Power Keg' because of it's potential. He seemed a little put off, so I just nudged him a softly.