A Russian's Happiness

Being the personification of the worlds' most feared nation isn't exactly paradise. Sure, threats are made every so often and no one really wants to bother you unless they risk getting their unprepared asses nuked; but having a bloody history and no one to share land with can make one do crazy things.

Now, Russia never told any of the other nations about his hobbies and other secret tid-bits, but he never wanted them to find out about them either...

Just how can the largest nation possibly convince the rest of the G8 that everything they knew about the Russian persona isn't as bad as they make it? How about unintentionally inviting them to a concert the snowy nation hardly prepared for?

{(THIS MAY CONTAIN A FEW HEADCANONS THAT I FOUND. HOWEVER, I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THIS STORY MIGHT LEAD.
IF THERE HAPPENS TO BE SOME PLOT DEVELOPEMENT, I MIGHT ADD SOME SHIPS LATER ON.
THIS ISN'T THE FIRST FANFIC I'VE MADE, BUT IT MIGHT NOT BE AS GOOD.
BUT, PLEASE ENJOY MY RANDOMNESS IF YOU CHOOSE.)}