A/n Time for the next chap!
It was cold, sitting in the snow.
She almost blended in with the freezing flakes, except for her ratty old jacket.
Her hair would be straight and platinum blonde, if she washed and combed it. Her small nose rested on an equally small, pale, and freckled face.
Her ice-blue eyes widened as she heard a new noise, besides that of her chattering teeth.
Without even looking up at the towering figure above her, she bolted. Before she got far, she felt a tug upon the back of her coat. She was terrified.
"Kolkolkol, now aren't you cute, little one?"
She hid her face beneath her hands, terrified. Suddenly she had the breath squeezed out of her.
"Aw, so shy little one! Say hello to Mr. Russia, da?"
She chose this moment to look at his face. His eyes were warm and smiling, and his smile goofy and childish. He stared at her, searching her eyes. She stared back, trying not to let her fear show. His hair was funny-looking. When she reached up to touch it, he laughed, startling her.
"So you like my hair, da?" She smiled at him, her toddler's face nearly glowing.
"That's it, from now on, You will call me Большой брат Россия!(1)"
She laughed. Russia started carrying her towards his home, tucking her into his jacket. She snuggled up against his chest, smiling.
"You are my little Artic now, da? Big Brother Russia will take care of you."
She fell asleep smiling, clinging to her Big Brother.
"Sleep, немного подсолнечного. Sleep now little one."
a/N
So is it good?
Review, or I will find your basement and take residence in it, da?
~Dream