USSR x Third Reich [2.0 OneShots]

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Step, by step. Footsteps tapping
on the tiled floor. Wearing his
usual scowl on his face.
Wearing his brown ushuka hat,
black eye patch with the 'hammer
and sickle sign', and his long trench
coat with a white shirt sleeve
underneath. A belt wrapped
around his slight curvy waist.

A frown plastered on his face
like usual. He stopped when
he reach the brown oak door.
He raise his fist, and knock
gently nor hard just the slightly.
The door opened with a 'swastika'
symbol on their shoulder.
He went inside and the door
was closed behind him.
So did the soldiers to leave
the two superiors alone.

There stood Third Reich.
Sitting in his black chair and
a desk in front of it. His back
against him. Looking at the
window like he was deaf.
Not moving nor speaking..
Quiet and silence speak for
the two superiors.
He waited, and waited, for
him to talk but he never did.
He tapped his foot to signal
him that he was here but
he did not move a single bone.

He sigh, in frustration and
looked at the clock hanging
on the wall. Time passes; until
it was midnight. He was still
looking at the window.
He groaned, and was about
to walk away when he finally
speak.

"Stay."

He stopped from his tracks.
Looking at the Third Reich
smiling a bit. It was usual
to see him like this..and Third
Reich was unaware of that.
He took a step forward until
he reach his desk. But, not
too close. Third Reich spun
his chair facing him.
He looked at him, with those
cold sharp eyes glowing in
the dark. The moonlight
shining through his face
only a little. Seeing his eyes
only. He notice that.
But, did not make a move.

It was silence again.
No one dare to speak.
You could hear the wind
blew pass the two if you
listen closely even a deaf
could. Then, there was a
knock on the door.
Snapping the two from their
staring contest.
Third Reich cough, then the
door opened revealing a tiny
German holding his tiny bear.

Third Reich knew who it
was. And his expression
change despite his enemy
in the office.
He stand up, and kneel
in front of his son completely
ignoring the presence of
the Soviet Union.

"What is it Deutchland?"(Germany)
"Vater..I'm scared!"
"Scared of what Germany?"
"I had a bad nightmare..,"
"And my room look scary!"
"Okay, okay..Calm down,"
"You can sleep in my room
okay?"
"Ja!,"(Yes)
"Danke, Vater!"(Thank you)
"Welcome, Germany."
"Now sleep. Father had business
to deal with."
"Okay. Guten Natch!"(Good night)
"You too."

After the little talk about the
father and son moment.
Soviet remembered Germany
as Russia. When, the Allies
was having a meeting with
him on the kitchen.
Russia went to him and tell
he had a nightmare.
He had to force Russia to
sleep alone but he cried and
pitied him. He give up, and
let him sleep on his bed that
night.*
He sigh, at the memory.
He wish he could bring those
memories back then.
The old times still haunt him.
Germany soon leave making
Reich looked at him with
corcern on his face.
He just shrugged it off, and
said it was nothing but he
carry on. Letting Soviet
sleep that night.

Me/Author:
*If u are wondering..I got this
idea from a oneshot. Called,
-Soviet is a Good Dad-.
So, that's why..-w-
Have a good day or night!
Bye!
And this was not the longest
like the other one lol. -w-
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