Imaginary Friend (RusAme) [Completed]

Chapter 18

"RING" "RING"

America jumped off the bed by surprise and landed on the floor. "Oof" he yelped. Russia was still sleeping, the new clock didn't seem to make him get up like the old one.

"RUSSIA, WHY YOU LITTLE PIG!!!"

Russia fell off the bed just like America, he didn't land on the floor but he did land on top of Ame. "Hey!" America shouted, pushing the Russian to his side. "What do you want?" Russia yelled back at the voice downstairs. "GET YOUR BUTT HERE TO SEE" it shouted back.

Russia rolled his eyes and went out of his room. America wanted to follow but he stopped cold when the voice yelled, "What happened to the chips?". He remembered what happened last night. "Soon enough Russ will go upstairs and try to arrest me for stealing" he panicked. He looked around for an exit. The only exit he could find was the window, wide open. He got all his courage and jumped out by the window.

Russia, on the other hand, was downstairs getting scolded by Ukraine for no reason. "How dare you eat my chips?" he scolded. "They were my favorite". "I don't like honey" Russia said.

"That's what you think, now what's next, your gonna steal my boyfriend"

"Dude, I also hate maple syrup"

"And then your gonna eat June"

"He's expired no thanks"

"And then-"

"Look I never ate your chips so stop being a baby"

"Then who did?"

"I-"

Russia stopped, he knew exactly who did it, and it could only be one person...he rushed upstairs and opened the door to his and Ukraine's bedroom really hard.

"AME-" he looked around the room. America was nowhere to be found. He could only here a loud groan coming from the bottom of his window. He looked down and saw America rubbing his sore head. He must've landed headfirst out the window. It was a good thing the window wasn't that far off the ground, because if it was, this would've been a short story.

"Oww...." Ame cried. Russian rolled his eyes. He remembered he written America as the type of person who would do something reckless.

Once he got America upstairs, he drew some bandages for his head and prepared him some water. "Fine" America said sadly. "Take me to the judge".

"I'm not sending you to jail, idiot" Russia said. America sighed with relief.

"But I am going to give you a timeout"

America huffed. He was hoping he would get some snacks after that.

*the author is soon running out of ideas and it would be delightful if you could give some ideas for this book* uwu