♡The Black Swan♡ (A RusGer Fanfic)

Chapter 24

⚠Warning!⚠ This chapter contains bullying!

( Russia's POV)

Russia woke up about an hour before his alarm. He slowly sat to and rubbed his eyes. For some reason, his entire room was engulfed in black. It took a moment for him to realize why. Like Germany had guessed, Belarus had caused a ruckus at his house. At some point, she had tripped over a wire that cut all their power out. Soviet had come a few hours ago to tell Russia that he was going to get the power back on. Russia could just barely hear his dad downstairs.

Russia walked over to his window and pulled back his curtains. The sun had barely begun to rise. As it got closer to being fall, the sun rose much later in the day. Russia used what little light the awakening star offered to find his phone. He located it on his nightstand. Out of curiosity, Russia texted Japan. He was wondering if she was awake at this time.

R: U up?

J: Just woke up. Why?

R: The lights are still out at my house ;-;

J: Oof

R: My dad is currently trying to get the lights back on.

J: You should made sure that he doesn't electrocute himself

Russia thought about this. Come to think of it, he hadn't heard his father downstairs in several minutes. He hoped he was worrying about nothing, but he quietly headed down the stairs and into the living room.

Soviet was laying on the floor. Russia felt his heart skip a beat. He quickly walked up to his dad and squatted down. He slapped him gently.

"Dad? Dad?"

Soviet did not move.

Russia, panicking now, shook his father harshly. When he still didn't react, Russia nearly cried. However, he heard Soviet grunt. He wasn't dead, just asleep.

He knew just how to wake him up. Russia gently reached over his dad's head and hovered his fingers over his neck. He gently made his hand crawl over Soviet's neck like a spider.

" It's a spider - AAAAAAAAAH!" Soviet screamed. He shot straight up and slapped at his neck. It took every once of willpower in Russia to keep him from bursting into laughter.

" What the blyat, son?" Soviet said after calming down.

" I thought you were dead!" Russia responded quietly.

" Nyet, I fell asleep."

Russia face palmed. His dad was a rather heavy sleeper.

" Did you fix it?"

" Fix what?"

" The power!"

" Almost. There are just these wires that need to be reconnected. I actually need to replace them, but we need power now."

" Do you have tape?"

" I think so."

Soviet searched his numerous pockets for tape. He eventually pulled out a small roll of air duct tape.

" This might work," he whispered.

" Okay. Here, I'll hold the wires. You tape them together."

Russia picked up the two wire halves and held them together. This caused a slight spark and mildly shocked him, but he held on to the wires firmly with his fingertips. Soviet carefully wrapped the tape around the break. He then felt for the plug and grabbed it. Almost sticking his fingers in the outlet, Soviet finally plugged it in. The lights flickered on after a few seconds.