With his hands clenched into fists, Russia built himself up a few centimeters from America. That damned grin almost made him explode. He didn't notice the nervous shouts from UK and Belgium. The desperate effort of EEC to animate Russia to stop by hitting the resonance block with the judge's hammer failed to achieve the desired effect. Russia did not respond to anything or anyone. He didn't even notice Norway trying to pull him back on his shoulder to somehow avoid the upcoming escalation. All he could see was this malicious country. He would only be satisfied if he could finally punch his fists into that gross grin.
"... Ro-rossija..."
However, he could hear the fine voice clearly between all the shouts. And he got goosebumps as always, but this time not with desire, but out of tension and restlessness. The voice jerked him out of his plans. Slowly he lowered his arms and turned his body towards the dock. He looked at Germany, which had risen from his chair and was looking at him desperately. Russia stared into those red, wistful eyes.
Those eyes pleaded with him.
They literally begged.
Stop it ! Don't do that! Please don't do that!
He could hear Germany's voice in his head.
Again and again.
Everything around him seemed to fade away. Russia only concentrated on the pleading expression of his loved one.
He exhaled, frustrated and crushed.
It felt like an eternity, but then he turned, pushed himself past the upset Norway and UK, and sat back down on his chair without comment as if nothing had happened. But his expression showed how dissatisfied he was and clearly reflected his aggressiveness towards America.
Everyone stared at him in shock.
The judges, the other countries, the spectators.
Everyone made their judgment about this act.
Some actually saw him as the country manipulated by Germany, some saw him as someone who wanted to defend his friend by all means and means.
EEC still firmly gripped the judge's hammer in his hand and stared tense at Russia when ASEAN touched his elbow lightly. EEC winced briefly by this unexpected touch, still not to know what to say to all this.
"What an unpleasant incident." the cheerful voice of America cloud be heard. The American couldn't help but giggle.
"But, please ..." He raised his hands soothingly to calm the wildly discussing crowd. He continued in a louder voice, causing the audience to break off their conversations. They listened to him, they hung on his lips.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's not let us steal our valuable time from this incident. Russia is still young, and we all acted exuberantly at one time or another when we reached our limits cognitively. I don't want to make any claims against Russia here. Nothing happened, right? Russia is still confused and unstable, as he has just demonstrated very well."
Russia clung to the edge of the table again. The wood cracked softly. With his action he had unconsciously played right into America's hands.
America literally absorbed in the whispered statements of the crowd.
He heard how they dubbed him prudent, clever and controlled.
The stupid Russian and the loser Germany wouldn't even get a millimeter of the country of the Third Reich. America already had many plans for what to do with his new territory. Since Soviet had previously claimed almost the entire country, he had made use of the still available resources and made a profit from it. You could see that in space travel and nuclear research, for example. In this regard, America lagged far behind the Russians in his development. As a result, he decided to use the former Third Reich country for his own development and research.
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Countyhumans | Astrantia English Version (RusGer)
FanfictionThe love between Russia and Germany is blooming softly in a very dangerous time. Before this roots of love can spread, they are torn apart by war. But doesn't love last forever once it has been formed?