Tales of Crazy: RusAme short stories

Drunk Again

*Russia*

I'm sitting in the bar, drinking vodka like always.

People stay away from me. I'm tall and scary looking to everyone. Especially kids.

Someone sits near me. The rest of the bar goes quiet.

I look down at the person. It's America.

There's an empty seat between us, but he's closer than anyone else.

He gets his alcohol, ignoring me.

Everyone's watching with anticipation. America looks up at me. He looks kinda dead inside.

His girlfriend China bursts into the bar and stomps over to him.

"America! Why are you here?! We were in the middle of a conversation!!"

America looks down at his drink.

China continues talking. Everyone is watching to see how I'll react.

China continues yelling "You have to propose to me!! And the most expensive ring!! I want a family with you!!!"

America glares at her "I'm not ready for that. You have to respect that."

She growls "You should want this! You're the Great America! I even talked to your father about it and he agreed that I would be a wonderful wife!!"

I take a big swig of vodka and nearly slam the bottle down on the counter.

They both flinch and look up at me.

I'm growling. "China shut up. You're so annoying."

She looks offended.

She growls "You're just a lonely alcoholic! You're just going to die alone and everyone will be happy with you gone!!"

I pick up and throw her into a table across the room.

America looks up at me, terrified.

I down the rest of my vodka, then pay. America is shaking. It's kinda cute.

I grab him and pick him up. He starts trying to fight me, but I'm holding him so he can't get out.

I stumble slightly as I go home.

America struggles more. I carry America up to my room.

I fall onto the bed, hugging America.

He's still trying to get away. "RUSSIA LET GO OF ME!!"

He wants to go.

I remember what China said.

She's right.

I'll die alone.

Everyone hates me.

I start crying.

America struggles for a bit, then realizes I'm crying.