"Cold?..." Ivan said crouched in the snow as he huffed into his hands his breath steaming out as like a dragon's flame. He looked around at the field of withered flowers, frozen to the extent of looking like glass figures of the dead, "It was so warm, why has faded away?" He lied back in the snow looking up at the dark sea of clouds that spewed peddles of the frozen water down and around him. "America has faded. England has faded. France faded. China faded. Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania. All of them!" He shouts into the echoing emptiness void slamming his fist against the earth secretly hoping he would shatter and join them. The cold crept through his limbs making its way to his chest, "Not even sisters are anymore." His eyes tiered up as he peered into the darkness attempting to search for something poking over it all.
"You are not alone." A voice crept into Ivan's ear as he bolted up and looked around desperate to see life, something, Anything. Canada and his large fully grown Kumajio stood in the snow before him. "I can help keep you," Canada put his hand out to Ivan in a gesture to help him get up.
Ivan whispered in a childlike nature, " You look warm, da?" Ivan reached out to grab Canada's hand, but once he touched him Canada shattered into thousands of pink peddles. Ivan stared wide eyed at them as they seemed to dance away from him. He pulled himself off the floor as quick as his body would allow him; he lost balance with it but caught himself and chased them only to trip onto the ground as they faded into the distance. A single peddle he grasped in his two hands and he lied there unable to even sobbing. He felt his whole body lose any warmth it still had, and his vision started to fade he mumbled before everything went black, "I don't want gone..."
Ivan awoke from the worried stammering sound of Latvia's voice, "R-Ivan you have awake?"
As he opened his eyes, feeling the sweat that glazed his body and the slight tremble in his chest. He sat up and hugged Latvia tightly feeling a warm state of relief that his dream was only that, a dream, and mumbling words of the nature far too quietly for Latvia to understand but loud enough for it to have been heard as a mumble.
"W-what?" Latvia asked as he struggled to breath, Ivan's hug seemed close to that of a death lock, leave the small blond more uneasy as his shook, " U-um, Ivan c-can you please loose?..."
"Oh." Ivan let go as he realized the force was crushing him and then patted his head as Latvia continued to quiver.
Lithuania stepped into the room unsure of whether or not he stepped into the room at a bad time, "Um, Ivan I have uniform ready for you… When you need."
"Bring, da?" Ivan said smiling widely.
"Yes," Lithuania left the room followed by Latvia leaving to retrieve Ivan's boots and pipe, already knowing he would be told to. Within minutes they came back with the requested items.
As Ivan was getting dressed Latvia noticed that he seemed different. Ivan looked flustered as he put his boots and moved slower than usual. Latvia didn't say anything fear was holding him back. He watch as Ivan put on his coat slipping the pipe into it then wrapping the scarf around his neck. Ivan started to head to the door, Latvia couldn't stop himself as he grabbed Ivan by the sleeve. "What are you doing?" Ivan said looking at Latvia surprised that he was 'brave enough' to touch him by his own will.
"S-s-sorry, n-never m-m-mind." Latvia shuttered worse than a scratched cd. He let his hands slip off Ivan's arm as he looked up at the large intimidating man shrinking down as low as he could. He slunk away keeping his locked on the other's seeming to fear some sort of sneak attack or an expected one is he hadn't, "I didn't mean disturb you, S-sorry."
Ivan stared quietly for a moment, his face scrunched up with a confused expression, "Is okay , I am going out for while, Estonia in charge of house while I am gone, da?" Ivan said opening the door, Latvia nodded and Ivan walked out and headed to Canada's house still thinking heavily on the dream. He stood in front of the house looking up at it. "Warmth..."