Imaginary Friend (RusAme) [Completed]

Chapter 13

Everyone from the European class has been sent into detention for the rest of the day.

While UK and Mr. EU was at the clinic, the Europeans were glaring at each other during the rest of detention. Only Russia wasn't glaring at anyone from his class, he was looking at America, who was next to the window.

"What?" America asked. Russia said nothing but glared. He seemed like he didn't feel like forgiving America for started the fight.

"K, fine I'm sorry" America apologized. Russia's expression didn't change.

"Why on Earth did you children decided to start world war right in the middle of class?" Mr. UN asked the class. "One more of this nonsense and you will all be expelled".

Everyone didn't seem to react. All they did was glare at each other with their eyes facing nothing else.

Mr. UN coughed up to get his student's attention. Nobody listened. "Guess that's a 'no'". He went out of the room and locked the door, to make sure nobody will sneak out of detention.

Once he left, the class started throwing papers at each other. Each paper had a sentence everyone wanted to say about each other. Here are some examples:

You look weird
-Germany

You smell like beats
-UK

You look like a pigeon
-America

Yes, America was joining the paper throwing. He just wanted to say about what he thought of everyone. Russia looked at him with a death eye. But he didn't take notice.

"It's your fault we're in detention, Germs" Andorra accused Germany.

"MY fault?" Germany said. "You were the one who throw a crumpled paper at me".

"And you hit me with a pencil case" Austria stated. Then......

Another free-for-all happened. There wasn't a lot of things in the room so other tried to be a bit 'creative'. But tbh...I don't think throwing shoes and socks at each other was a thing.

Others started doing it physical but of course, they didn't want Mr. UN to notice the bruises so they punched very lightly.

That was until someone started throwing crumpled papers from the trash bin.

Russia felt like he was in hell. The whole class started going random and did whatever stupid thing you could think of.

"At least I didn't start it" America told Russia proudly. Russia didn't want to hear him. Because now he felt his father's own anger reach the limit.

And well, it finally reached him once France accidentally slapped him with a baguette.

Russia got up and started having a fight with France. "Oh crap" Ame said to himself. He didn't know what to do. So all he did again was head to France and smacked him at the back.

France collapsed and Russia stared at France's unconscious body on the floor. He looked up a saw Ame's hands on a slapping position.

He gave him a very dull glare pointed to his seat. "Stay there" he demanded. America sighed and sat on his seat. He felt completely silent throughout the whole detention while Russia started slapping everyone on the face.

Just then, the sound of the door opening entered the war. Everyone gasped and went back to their seats.

Well, one was a bit late. Germany was in a fist fight with Andorra that he ended up hitting the teacher's table.

Mr. UN went inside and saw Germany rubbing his stomach on the floor.

"What were you doing, Germany?" Mr. UN asked. "I hit my tummy on the table" he groaned (not the dirty way you pervs).

"Why?"

Germany pointed at Andorra. Andorra pointed at Austria. Austria pointed at Russia.

"Russia" Mr. UN called. "To the office". Russia felt like a bomb had landed on his head.

'Why cruel world?' he thought.