The Assasination Game

Shit Gets Real

After the whole fiasco in the kitchen, America had reminded everyone to grab themselves a Nerf or water gun, and be ready. Philippines immediately tried to shoot Poland, making it apparent that he was his target. This action caused everyone to panic and scatter, leaving just Germany, Canada, and America in Germany's doorstep.

"Well, I'll see you later. I think Russia forgot to get a gun, so I'm gonna go give him his," America said as he started to leave.

"Are you sure? I could take it to him."

"He your target?"

Germany nodded. Of course he was.

"I think I'd have more of a chance if he isn't armed right now."

"Well, I don't think I had any rule against that. And Phil kind of already started the game. Why not? You go ahead, Germany."

He handed him the last gun to give to Russia(not that he'd have to use it, most likely), and he and Canada continued on their merry way.

"What was the deal with you and SK, earlier?"

"Dunno. Probably just moody from waking up. You know how some countries are."

"Yeah, I get'cha. Wanna tell each other our targets?"

"Well, since you're not already nailing me with water, I'm already sure it's not me. Yeah, why not?"

"Cool! Mine's Indonesia."

"I have South Korea."

"Aw, dude, why didn't you shoot him earlier?"

"I don't know if it would have been fair to him, so early in the game. At least I don't have to hunt Russia."

"I guess so. I think that'd be a fun challenge though, to hunt Russia. He's really good at that sort of stuff, I think."

"Exactly why I wouldn't want to."

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Germany knocked on the door to Russia's house. It opened to reveal Ukraine, who smirked at him the moment they saw him.

"Hey, Germany? Come looking for Russia?"

"Yes, actually. I have something from America to give to him."

Ukraine raised a brow and frowned, "America? What's he want?"

"Oh, it's nothing to be worried about. America got us and some other people involved in some game. It involves Nerf and water guns. Russia left my house without his, so I came here to give it to him."

"If you say so. He's upstairs. His room."

"Vielen Danke, Ukraine. Nice to see you again."

"Pleasure as always, Germany."

Germany waved to Belarus and Kazakhstan on his way up the stairs. They were playing a card game in the dining room, which Kazakhstan seemed to be losing, if his strained smile was anything to go by.

Germany stood outside the door to Russia's room, sighing. He pulled out the crumpled paper in his hands, with his targets name on it. He looked at it for a few, smiling, before he put it in his pocket again and knocked on the door with confidence.

"Ukraine, I swear to Pangea!"

"It's only me, don't worry."

"Oh. Ok, hold on."

The door opened a second later to reveal the Russian in much more comfortable clothing.

"What are you doing here? Did I leave something at your place?"

"Yes, actually. America asked me to drop this off for you." Germany handed him the Nerf gun.

"Oh. This is for game?"

"Ja. Philippines already started the game when he tried shooting Poland."

"I see. So everyone's already on hunt then."

"Ja."

In a flash the gun was pulled and Germany was shot in the chest. 

Germany nearly stumbled I surprised, "Wha--"

"Looks like I've already gotten my target. I guess you're already out of game, Germany."

Russia held out his hand expectantly. Germany pulled out the paper and gave it to Russia.

"America, hm? Well, looks like I will have more of challenge this time. Thanks for stopping by, Germany. I will seeing you later."

Germany just nodded and the door closed in his face. As soon as it did, Germany started back down the stairs. He smiled.

Everything was going according to plan.