ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢 [𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔰 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯]

Chapter 10

I sat up suddenly, sweating and breathing heavily. "Y/n! Oh my god! You're okay!" America tackled me into the soft couch. "I-I remember....I remember!" My eyes teared up for the 1,000,000th time, but this time in joy. I hugged back and laughed in relief. "I remember you! I remember Canada! I remember everyone!" I smiled into his shoulder and he gasped in surprise and happiness. "Y-you do?! You do! This is awesome!"

"I distinctly remember you always calling my Toots. What the hell was up with that?"
He blushed a little and rolled his eyes. "Just ignore that. Canada! She remembers!"
Canada literally rolled down the stairs out of excitement. "Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

He landed on his face and lay there, giggling. "That was surprisingly fun! Haha!"
I ran towards him and helped him up. "I also remember you were extremely clumsy. And happy go lucky." He grinned at me, "nothing has changed!" He sang, throwing his arms out wide.

I groaned. "Why are you like this." He laughed again. "No idea! But I'm happy for you! You finally remember us!" He hugged me tightly
"C-can't br-breath!" I coughed and coughed, my left eye twitching.
"Oh shoot! Sorry!" He let go of me, and I could see he was crying too.

"Hah, I wish we could spend longer exploring your newfound memories, but Russia is coming to collect you soon." America sighed
"Jesus, i remember people I haven't even met, like France, South and North Korea, Vietnam, Czech Republic, Croatia, Malaysia, Philippines." I clutched my head.
"T-this is awesome! I remember.....I remember my dad.....he, he hurt me...?!" I looked up at them with wide, hurt eyes.

"Yeah. I would have at least thought you remembered that." Canada muttered angrily.
"I guess after he injected me he acted like a good person...hah..." I muttered, how did I not know this? How did this slip out of my memory? I rubbed the part of my neck where my father had injected me. God, I need to look through my memories-

HONK

"Russia's here." Canada opened the door and pulled me towards the car. "Hey Russia! How are you?" He smiled,
Russia just looked ahead. "Stop ignoring me!" Canada whined. Russia chuckled and looked at Canada. "Hey друг. How are you and your brother?"
Canada grinned.
"Fine! You?"
"I'm doing good."

I felt left out so I silently walked towards the car door and opened it. "Bye Canada! Bye America! Seeya later!" I waved and closed the door. Russia made a goodbye gesture to Canada and he slammed on the gas. "Woah!" I was pressed into the seat. Russia just calmly took a swig from his bottle, then grinned devilishly at me.

I shook my head and sighed. "What did you drink and how many did you drink?" He grinned, threw back his head and laughed. "3 bottles of vodka!" I forcefully closed my eyes and chuckled. Wow, when he's drinking, he's pretty insane. And not in a good way.
 "Jesus Christ."
He suddenly slammed on the brakes and I was thrown forwards. "We're here!" He sang, opening the door and leaning on it.

Myself, on the other hand. I opened the door and walked over to him. "Need a crutch?"
"Noooo! Цветок, I can do it myself! I don't wanna bother youuu!" he whinged.
"So the alcohol finally kicked in" I said to myself. I pulled his arm over my shoulders and began walking towards the house. "Woah, look at that!" I realised that there was snow absolutely everywhere. I dropped his arm and ran towards a pile of it, I grabbed some and made it into a ball. "So this is what a snowball is like...now what do I do with it?" I turned and threw it as hard as I could at Russia, hitting him square in the face.