Red sand, Red flags. (Countryhumans)

[This mostly isn't historically accurate]

"A comrade from the South."

It was September 2nd, 1877. He was roughly 12 at the time in human years. Soviet's father, The Russian empire, had hit some rough times. But Soviet didn't blame him, his father was an idiot who couldn't run an empire. And since he was an idiot, he figured that he'd turn to the British, since they had quite a wealthy empire. Even the Russians could admit that.

Thankfully, the tea lover agrees to do business with Russia, and even show him his most successful colony. Great!

Unfortunately for Soviet, his father decided to bring him on the trip.

Looks like he's stuck in New Holland for a few days.

[So, i realised that due to countryhumans logic, that the USSR and Australia would technically he the same age in human years. No one else has made content about this (as far as I'm aware) so here ya go, ya cheeses]

(I haven't written in hot minute so this might stuck ass)
(Part 2 of 'Australian Stories')

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