A/N I don't own Hetalia - plus I don't speak english as my native language but as always I'll do my best.

Ages: Ukraine 9, Russia 4, Belarus 2

From Ukraine diary

8 November

Mum and Dad has gone to visit relatives and I have been trusted to take care of my siblings until they comes home, which they said will be in the evening. There have left some foods that we can heat up over the fire...

When the evening came and her parents hadn't come home yet, Ukraine started to get worried. Russia and Belarus sat in front of the fireplace, were a fire was burning and played games while Ukraine wrote in her diary. She could feel the lump in her belly growing by every hour. Eventually, she saw that they was almost out of wood so she desided to go out to get some more sticks. Outside it was a full moon so even though the sun had gone down, she should be able to get away to the woodpile and get some wood, she just wanted to have enough wood to pass the night.

When she opened the door, she saw a small layer of snow on the ground, that had not been there earlier in the day. Her heart rate went up, she looked towards the mountains just to see a snow storm coming her way. Now she understood very well why her parents did not come home, they couldn't for the storm.

9 November

Ukraine didn't sleep very well that night. She had quickly gathered all the wood she could carry from the woodpile plus food about three weeks from the food supply. She had not stoped before the snow storm was over her and then she had run into the house and put a loose stock in front of the door so they wouldn't freeze to death if the door blew up while they were sleeping.

When the log was finally in place Ukraine took a few steps from the door, it was still warm inside the house but she knew she had to feed the fire more if she wanted it to be warm all night. Ukraine was already morw tired than she had ever been. She also discovered that she had tears in her eyes. She quickly wiped them away, she could not bear the thought of her siblings seeing her cry right now.

Then she remembered them, she hadn't given a single thought to Russia and Belarus, if they had gone out without her noticing it, and if they were still out, then she would never be able to find them in time. They would freeze to death, and if she went out to look for them she would freeze to death as well. And even if one of them were still inside the house, that one would eventually starve to death, unless he or she went out to look for the others and froze to death too. Those thoughts remainded Ukraine about another problem, she hadn't learned to cook yet.

Eventually Ukraine decided to calm down and think through the situation. Perhaps it wasn't as hopeless as it seemed at the moment. So the first thing she did was to go into the room where she had seen her brother and sister last time.

It really wasn't as horrible as Ukraine believed it to be. On the contrary, both Russia and Belarus was still where she had last seen them, in front of the fireplace. And not only that, both of them had fallen asleep, in other words, she didn't have to tell them that mum and dad were stuck in a storm yet.

The next morning Ukraine remained in bed, thinking everything through. She could still hear the storm outside, and soon her siblings would wake up and discover that they were alone at home. This stressed Ukraine very much. Bela, she might be able to reassure but Russia was old enough to understand at least that something was wrong.

Russia and Belarus were both still asleep. Ukraine had carried them away one by one to the bed the two of them shared and embedded them in both their own blankets and an extra large blanket that covered them both, first after that she herself had gone to bed.

But now as she didn't sleep anymore. It was time to take care of the next problem. She had no idea how to cook, all she could do when it came to cooking was to heat up something that mum had cooked, but there was no such thing left and she didn't know how long the storm would keep her parents away.

There was only one thing to do, she needed to learn to cook. The problem was that there were no adults there to ask. But how hard could it be? She had seen the mother cook soup many times.

Ukraine went into the kitchen to get a cauldron of water, she could cook the soup over the fire, but the cauldron was heavier than she had expected. There was no way she would be able to carry it when it was full of water. She had to put the kettle in place first and then fetch the water. She turned around to do so... Then Russia too came into the kitchen.

"Is not Mum and Dad at home yet?" Ukraine felt a smile spread across her face and she put down the cauldron on the floor.

"No, they're not home yet" she replied and walked over to her little brother, lifting him up in her arms to give him a really warm hug. It was not hard to tell him this, it was strange enough, and not only that, it felt much better afterwards. "Russia, can you help me to carry the water? We'll try to make breakfast!"

When the cauldron was full of water Belarus was awake too and the little one could really be in the way. Ukraine couldn't think of anything for her to do, she was simply too small to help. But she managed to solve that problem. It was, after all, Christmas very soon so she simply asked her younger siblings to make something to hang up in their Christmas tree. When they were busy with that, Ukraine went back into the kitchen to look for something to put in the soup, which she hoped would be just as easy to make as it was to take care of younger siblings.

At first it seemed indeed as if it was going to be easy. Ukraine had found some apples that she cut into small pieces and put in the water when it had started to boil. But after looking into the cauldron a while she remembered that their father always used to put in a little bit of cheese when he cooked soup. Ukraine ran back into the kitchen to fetch some cheese and when she was in the food supply she saw something else as well, a fish. A raw, unprocessed fish. Fish is beneficial, that was something that their mother had nagged about many times so Ukraine simply took the fish with her too. When her mother came home, she wouldn't find her children malnourished and full of deficiency diseases anyway.

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Meanwhile, Russia and Belarus had been tired of making christmas things, and even worse they began to become hungry, and had began to wish that Ukraine would get the soup ready some time. That was when Russia came up with the perfect idea. They could help their sister with the soup, then it should of course be finished faster. After he told that idea to Bela the two of them began to look around for things to put in the soup.

It hadn't passed many seconds before Belarus caught sight of something that she thought was very delicious but that the adults around her, for some reason had forbidden her to eat. Cat shit. And Russia had caught sight of some hay in his bed. The cows eat the hay after all, he thought, and he immediately made the conclusion that the hay was certainly good for people too. Because of this Russia, never saw what Belarus put into the soup and Ukraine didn't see Russia put a handful of hay in it either, since they both were in another room looking for more ingredients, and no one saw when Ukraine threw in a whole, raw; fish in the soup without cleaning it because she simply didn't know how to do.

When Ukraine left the room again, Russia came back, he hadn't found anything in the other room, but he did now, he found the cheese that Ukraine had tried to cut into smaller pieces without success. Russia didn't think this was necessary at all, he happened to know that cheese melted when it got warm and he thought that if one simply put the cheese into the soup as it was, the problem would be solved, and you didn't have to cut it.

The evening Ukraine didn't feel very fantasticly confident anymore, the cooking had been proved more difficult than she could ever imagine, and the art of cooking at the same time as one watched kids, that was something she honestly did not know how she would ever learn, moreover, she had still not been able to clean the cauldron.