Repairing Our Relationship

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??? POV

So, Soviet survived his headache. That's a shame, I was really hoping he'd die so Russia and his friends would be unstable. Russia and Third Reich especially would be easy targets if he died. They'd be so weak, and would isolate themselves from everyone else, easy kills.

But since Soviet isn't dead, I'll have to think of something else. Perhaps I shouldn't go for Russia and Reich just yet. Somebody else instead.

Perhaps somebody Soviet's known for a long time.

I heard knocking on my door. Great, he has arrived. I walked over and opened it. The country I had told to come was on the other side. Underneath his hood I could tell he was nervous.

"Ah, welcome. Come inside, we must talk." I said, walking away.

Third Person POV

The country behind the door walked inside, closing the door behind him. He was smaller than the female that had opened the door, so he had a bit of trouble keeping up with her as she walked to a more secret part of the base.

The hall they were walking down was a dark gray, almost black. The only light source was coming from the pendant lights on the ceiling. The floor was a bit of a lighter gray, and their shoes made small clicking sounds every time they took a step. Shining metal doors that locked from the outside lined the hall's walls.

A steel door at the end of the hall stood out from everything. This was their destination.

"You really should get a tighter hoodie."

The smaller country jumped at the female's voice. He hadn't expected her to actually talk while they were walking. "H-huh?"

"You should get a tighter hoodie." The female repeated, opening the steel door with a key. "South Korea saw your chin color."

The smaller country's eyes widened. "H-he did..?"

The female sighed, annoyed. "Yes, he did. It's all over the news, sooner or later you're gonna get us caught." She glared at the smaller country, making him shrink back.

"I'm sorry..." He looked at the ground.

"Whatever. Let's see what he has to say about your carelessness."

"I'm disappointed." A voice spoke out.

The female and male country looked into the room. Another country stood in front of them, wearing the same cloak and hoodie as the other two. He was taller than the male with the female, but was shorter than the female all the same.

Now, let's use the nicknames that they call each other. The female is Tall, the one who said 'I'm disappointed' is Middle, and the shortest is Small.

Small had his head down, and was shaking from nervousness. Middle motioned them to come inside the room. "We need to talk about things." He said.

Tall pushed Small into the room. She walked in and closed the door behind them, locking it.

The walls and floor were the same color as the ones in the hallway. The room had desktops, tables, a computer, and a rack with lots and lots of weapons. A triangle table sat in the middle of the room. Three chairs lined the sides, and the trio sat down in their respectful chairs.

Middle got straight to business. "Small, I am very disappointed in you."

Small remained silent and let his leader speak.

"You were careless and allowed South Korea to see part of your flag. You almost got caught by the police. What the heck is wrong with you?!"

Small pushed his nervousness aside and raised his head. "I was indeed being careless, and I'm sorry about that. But I did do the crazy laugh you wanted me to do."