That Friday Night (Countryhumans AU)

~Life on earth~

~Russia's POV~
It's pretty hard living in a world where you basically always get peer pressure around the environment and what you do on a daily basis. It's no different for any of the other countries. Due dates and arguments flow through households like a major flood; well, in my household it does. Really, I find that it's the topic you put at hand. If its 'too inappropriate' then you've just won a spot on my dad hit-list. When I say that, I'm not even joking, USSR will be happily enough to test a few new weapons out; Just pray that they won't be too fatal.

It was a Monday, nothing special about it. Get up, get dressed, pack your school bag, go to school. In my opinion, I despise Mondays. Just on how you have had a nice, relaxing weekend but then get sent straight back to school in one day flat?  Id much rather be at a party or bar, but that doesn't seem like an option. But anyway, I should probably carry on with the story.

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~Nobody's POV~
So, ( as I said before ), it was a Monday. Russia's hate for Mondays made him continue lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling, mind blank. USSR  shouted over and over to get his ass out of bed and get ready for school. Russia groaned at the thought, lifting the covers back over his head. He then quickly slipped back into the sleep realm, unaware that Soviet had woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. After what was only 5seconds in there, Russia felt a sharp tug on his duvet covers; causing him to wake up, stunned and confused. Without another second passed, USSR grabbed Russia's right hip and yanked him out of bed, beginning the sore day from a large bruise down his left arm, which he landed on after getting yeeted off his bed. USSR then yelled at him in a more stern voice and stomped out of Rus's room.

The rest of the day wasn't much different. Russia's dads temper was short so he made sure to keep a nice distance away. By the time dinner was dished, Russia had already started to drift off again. It was one of his main weaknesses, Boredom. Unlike some of the more introverted countries, Russia was one of many extroverts. He was the life of parties, grabbing any chance he could get to throw another party hosted in his own home.

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In total, there was only four countries living in his household; Belarus, Ukraine, Soviet and himself. There used to be others but they eventually drifted away from our family's history. We each had different traits, being things like energetic, being humble and sometimes becoming complete assh*les. Belarus was more of the quiet, independent one while Ukraine was more out there. Just in case you didn't notice, Russia was usually the annoying one of them all. He loves to tease the girls about their crushes and mostly gets home incredibly late. Really, he does love his siblings and all and just teases them for the sake of it but sometimes... It can get a bit out of hand.

It's Belarus's birthday in two days so Rus and USSR have teamed up to give her what's she's always wanted, a pet; especially her own national animal. So, as the amazing countries they where, got her a European bison calf. You should of see the look on her face; priceless might I add.

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Author note: Hallo! I agree when I say that this story is flipping through days incredibly fast but DONT WORRY, next part is going to be more action then thinking!!!