COUNTRYHUMANS ONESHOTS (COMPLETED)

based off that christmas thingy

Czech- curious, mildly assertive. Tries to push the other guys to touch the guys in the box. Makes both go into very odd positions.
Poland- the receiver of the present. Very shy and squeaky, yet surprisingly dominate. Works on Germany. indigo blood
Norway- serious, more experienced. Works more with Russia.
Slovakia- Much more cheerful in the beginning, shows a lot more affection and sympathy. Also brings the t o y s. Pays attention to both equally.
Germany- sub present. Black blood
Russia- dom present.

Germany sighed, fiddling with the radio. He kept switching between the Christmas station and his own music, mainly jazz. He settled on Christmas because it only came once a year. Might as well enjoy it.

The german felt excited, mainly because he was going to have someone to celebrate the holidays with. Sure, Russia was only one person, but still. He and Russia were planning on staying at his house for a week. Germany sipped his hot chocolate as he continued working on his Modern Politics paper that was due at the end of the break. He could barely concentrate because of the excitement of not being alone for Christmas.

But for some odd reason, Germany didn't feel alone. He suddenly felt like someone else was in the house. It felt colder. The wooden floor of the kitchen quietly bent under someone's footsteps. Germany grabbed the knife he had been using to cut himself a slice of bread and whipped around. He threw the bread knife at the intruder. The knife stuck in the drywall, but no one seemed to be damaged. Or here.

"Was zum-"

Someone grabbed him from behind. Germany thrashed around as whoever they were wrapped their arm around his face. A small rag that smelled like sweet chemicals. Germany crumpled into the person's arms as he lost consciousness.

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"Russia where the hell are you going?"

"None of your business!" Russia slammed the door behind him and bolted. The slavic country was grateful to get to spend Christmas with a family who didn't want to strangle him. Germany wasn't really a family, but he honestly felt more like one.

Russia turned around, and after making sure one of his siblings didn't follow him, slowed down to a calmer pace. It took a while to walk to Germany's house, but Russia needed some fresh air. The fast-moving cars on the edge of the highway was enough distraction for him. At a '35mph' sign, Russia turned into the forest. He jogged down a steep hill to get to a small, cleared out trail. Russia had been to Germany's house enough to know the route by heart. Russia looked up at the trees, admiring how only a few weeks ago they still had leaves. The trees were bare except for a few icicles.

Russia enjoyed the cold, calming weather outside. His house was too hot, too stuffy. Especially with his entire family there. He was glad to get a break from taking care of his seven younger siblings. Armenia and Moldova would understand. Out here he could hear the crunching of snow under his feet and the harsh wind as it whipped around him.

He heard a twig snap from the woods.

Russia stopped, spinning around to try and find the source. He couldn't see anyone.

"Hello?" Russia called out. The only noise present was the wind. Russia continued walking, a bit more cautiously this time. Russia felt like someone was behind him, but every time he checked no one was actually there. Russia eventually regained his confidence and continued to walk without caution.

He got hit in the back of the head. Hard. Russia could feel vibrations in his skull as he fell down. He blinked a bit, but everything around him looked blurry. Russia eventually closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

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Poland was debating whether or not to take the giant Christmas present in his doorstep into his house. It looked quite shady, but he was intrigued, to say the least. So he pulled the package in, doing quite well since it nearly weighted three times than him. After he finally lugged the box into his living room, he went to the kitchen to find a box cutter.

Poland found one, and after pricking it on his finger and producing an indigo bead of blood, he went to his living room.

Something inside the box was making noise, mainly panicked sounds. Poland walked closer to the box and noticed the little holes at the top of the box. Something was definitely alive in that box.