RusAme- To much, not enough Time

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Guess Who got a new form?! 

Yeah, uh...Someone thought it would be funny to make me look more 'human'. ANYWAY! I decided that the books I was writing for this world were TRASH so I'm continuing this book! Sorry!

"I want to kill them. I know what he did. I know that I can. I just need one last thing. Then...Well, We'll get our revenge." 

"And what makes you so sure this will work?"

"Because I know them. THey think they are strong, but they are truly weak. We will all get what we have wanted." 

"...."

"..."

"Fine. What is first?"

America

I yawn and enter the U.N. building. It was early, but I needed to work on some stuff. I go to my seat and pull out my laptop. Just have to do a little more and then...BAM! Done with work for the day! Well, besides the meeting. I jolt. 

"How many times have I told you, stay out of my head durning these times!" I whisper. Turns out me and Con can talk to eachother via telepathy. Best I can figure, it's because he was in my head for so long. Sorry. I got bored. You are supposed to be in class, no? I ask.

Silence. "DON'T SKIP CLASSES!" I whisper yell. It's 5:00. I don't want to wake ASEAN. Or E.U. Or U.N. Yeah they live here. It's boring! I rub my head. Geez. You are acting so different. Maybe because I'm alive? I roll my eyes. 

Get to class. Fine he groans and I continue to work. A little bit later U.N. enters, Bed head and coffee. "You're here early." He said, walking to his seat. "Yeah, USSR's still tending to the burns and it's North and South Dakota's birthday today, so I'm planning on leaving a bit early today." He nods and continues to drink his coffee. 

E.U. walks in next, looking cleaner than U.N. "Oh, hey Ame!" He says. I always thought that E.U. was...stuck up, but turns out he's a lot like me. "Hey E!" I call back. He grabs a brush from his bag and starts to brush U.N's hair. "You take your meds?" I ask.

He nods. "Did you?" I nod. "My kids are insitent that I take my meds." He laughs and stretches his wings as he brushes the hair. He looks a lot better. After all, he can fly without stumbling now. That's an improvement. A few other countries come in and I greet them.

Then two countries come in that I know very well. Canada and Russia were arguing. 

"I mean it! If you continue that you're going to die!"

"Молчи I have the tolerance of a bear. Besides, what about your maple syrup?"

"That's different!" 

"Is it? I mean, Vodka is life for me, just like that waffle syrup is life for you."

"It's not alcohol!" 

"Settle down you two. We aren't having a world war 4 over maple syrup." E.U. says from his chair. Everyone laughs at that. Russia comes to my seat and pats my head. "Hey Любовь." I rool my eyes. "Tonights date night." I flinch.

"I knew I forgot to tell you something!" I turn to see his cute confused face. "It's North and South Dakota's birthday today, and we're having a party." He looks sad and then nods. "Tommorow, ok? I'll make dinner." He smiles. 

"Ok then, but I'm making desert." I smile and he walks off. 

"KYA~ So cute! That is a relationship goal there!" I jump. "Japan! Don't sneak up on me!" She bows. "Sorry Ame-kun! It was just so cute!" U.N claps and everyone sits down.

"Alright everyone, we have another meeting to work on." 

I groan. My head was splitting. "You okay America?" I look up to see Poland by my desk. I wave him off. "Yeah. Just a headache. My country is being the '60's agian." he nods in concideration. "If you need any help, you know where to go." I nod. "Yep, You." He laughs. 

"I kid. U.N. and E.U." I get up and gather my stuff. "See y'all in the morning!" I say as I leave. I get into the car and drive home. You heading home? These guys won't calm down! "On my way." Be here soon...PLEASE. I laugh.

"Happy Birthday!" North and South Dakota smiled around their cake. One half strawberry, the other root beer. (Don't ask. It took years of perfection to make it tast good.) They all dug in. I sigh and lean on the counter. "You okay?" Con walks up to me with cake in his hands. No plate. Just cake.

I shake my head. "Racial tensions. AGIAN." He nods. "You look like you are enjoying that cake. You aren't even using a plate." He laughs. "To be fair, I haven't had cake in years!" I laugh. "True dat." I stretch and walk over to the couch. I pull out my phone.

'Racial Tensions soar in America as the new phrase BLM is rising.'

I groan and go to google. Bleps. I love looking at bleps. They're just cats with their tongues out. After a little bit of that, I get up. Everyone else was asleep somewhere in the room. Con had left for some night classes. I take each kids back to their rooms and then collapse on the island in the kitchen.

Next to me were two books. One was a cookbook I had worked on since I became a country. It has recipes that even Italy would kill for. But of course, me being self-conscious, I've only made them for my kids. But tommorow, I'm going to give it a try with Russ.

The second book was My diary. I must've taken it down with the cookbook. Well, I better start cleaning.

NO oNe

As America worked on the kitchen, he failed to notice the figure wathcing in the shadows of the tree that over hung the house. The figure smiled. "I might have something soon."

'Perfect.'