America slung his backpack across his back, looking over to Russia and Canada already waiting next to the front door.
"We should probably go now. Otherwise we won't be able to." Canada said, sighing. It was already getting dark, the sun nearly touching the hills in the distance.
Once they all left and were walking down the steep driveway, it occurred to Russia that he didn't know how old Canada was compared to America.
"So, hang on, which one of you is older?" He asked, Canada looking back to Russia.
"I am. America is a few years younger than me." He said, patting America on the head. Russia laughed about how frustrated America got, the shorter countryhuman smacking Canada's hand away.
"Stop taunting me about that one tiny fact!" He shouted, Canada tearing up from the amount of laughter he was producing. A smile crept up on Russia's face, too, soon accidentally chuckling a bit.
"Oh, so you're in on this too?" America shouted to the taller one, Canada also turning to Russia and giving him a thumbs up through his tremendous amount of laughter. America stopped walking, kicking both of them in the shins.
"What the hell was that for?" Russia cried, tempted to slap America's glasses right off of his face.
"Oh, you should know!" He shouted in response.
The argument lasted for awhile longer, until the three turned off into the bush. They all hushed themselves, admiring the beauty in the orange trees and oddly formed mountains. It was rather mesmerising.
After walking for a long while in silence, they began walking up a very steep hill. Russia's legs ached, making him want to fall back. ((please don't do that))
They got to the top (cuz im not bothered to go into further detail) and their jaws flung open. There was a small waterfall connected to a clear pond, (see the reference from an earlier chapter?????) flowers of all kinds blooming around it. The water was incredibly clear, as if pollution had never even existed. Where exactly where they? To Russia and America's perspective, a wonderland.
"Wow.." Gaped America, spitting out all he could. Canada nodded, standing in the middle of the group and slapping them all on the back softly.
"You see why I love it here?" He asked, looking the bother of them. Russia nodded slowly, still hypnotised by the sight.
From out of the blue, there were footsteps crunching on leaves in the distance. The three all looked to their side, splitting up a bit.
"Hello?" Called Canada, unsure of the sound's origins.
"Oh, hey." The figure called back.
"Who are you?" Asked Russia, the person stepping out of the darkness.
"Nobody much. Just Kiwi's friend."
--------
They stood by the cliffside like they did all the time, expecting a visit from a few people. How were they going to react? What where they going to say? How were they going to introduce themselves?
With everything aside, they dragged themselves away, feeling dizzy from what they'd taken the previous day. They hated it so much.
Well, if these people were going to stop by, might as well clear up the area.
They picked up the crate by the water, the reflection of the liquid blinding them. Y'know, that water could get annoying sometimes.
After the figure hauled the wooden box off of the ground, they trudged it over the the heavier metal one. They threw it to the ground shaking their hands. Ok, so that was done.
Shortly after that happened, they went back over towards to the cliffside. They swore to god, they had an addiction to looking at the area in front of them.
Later on (shoot im one of the laziest writers ever) there were distant footsteps. They took a breath in and out, knowing it was finally time to introduce themselves.
Here we go.
--------
(Tell me what you think.. plus, it's easier if you're a girl, but anyyywwaaayyyy.. enjoy!)
(Y/N) exited her house, the light instantly warming her. Even if he left her, she was completely independent now. He found someone knew, she found out and la de da de da. Honestly, (Y/N) was the happiest she'd been in the time she spent with him. He didn't mean much to her anymore anyway.
She walked down her short driveway, the neighbourhood around her silent apart from a barking dog. (Y/N) looked back to her own home, the pearl white wood making the tiny house look kind of larger. Not by much though.
She walked down the street, a decently sized city in the distance. A smile grew on her face, knowing that someone is out there. Somebody who wasn't like him.
While she strolled, (Y/N) got lost in her thought. What if she just.. never found that person? Surely, surely she would.
(Y/N) pondered in her mind, soon struck back into reality by a car screaming to a halt beside her.
"Oh my god! (Y/N)!" The person screamed from inside, winding down the window.
(Y/N) recognised the countryhuman as none other than her friend she last talked to years ago. She smiled widely, almost laughing at the coincidence.
Why, she hadn't't talked to Belarus in such a long time.
"Get in!" She shouted, the cars behind her honking their horns at the black van. (Y/N) quickly got in, sitting in the second front seat by Belarus.
"My god, how've you been? Where've you been?" (Y/N) cried, pretty much jumping in her seat as the car started to move again.
"I've been super bored lately. My brother's just gone with his friend to a.. friends? Yeah, I think a friend overseas. Anyway, getting off track. I think he went to his friend's place for a few weeks. Oh, and before that, he needed so much support! He was, like, super suicidal. I wish I could've been there for him, but, y'know, it takes me a few days to get over there. Oh and..." Belarus kept talking about her life, making (Y/N) smile.
Even though Belarus tended to ramble on a bit, she did enjoy her company.
"...and now I'm going to the shops to get some potatoes. So how's life for you?" She asked, clearly excited.
"Ah, nothing much. At least... nothing much since my boyfriend cheated.." Belarus winced and looked at (Y/N), showing signs of sympathy. "...and.. yeah... the war."
Oof, sorry for not updating lately. School. Anyhow, hope you're enjoying the story! **MASSIVE PLOT RELATED STUFF COMING UP**
-CrazedCountry
YOU ARE READING
Bloom »Countryhumans« (Discontinued)
Fanfic(THIS IS MOSTLY NOT BASED ON HISTORY, AND IF SO, IT IS NOT ACCURATE. There are some ships that may not exist, bare with me. It doesn't have much to do with country alliances or anything, just making this cuz I can.) Meet the Countries; America, Germ...
