Russia stared blankly at the tv screen in his living room and sighed with boredom. Scary movies were never actually scary, well not for him at least. He could handle anything. But he never understood how nations like America could be so terrified by them, they were just fake little stories meant to keep you entertained. Not the least bit realistic.
Russia yawned and blinked his eyes a few times. It was getting really late at night and he was getting tired. This movie was stupid.
He repositioned himself on the couch and sat up straight. 'No sleeping... Not yet...'
He grabbed his bottle of vodka from the small table beside him and took a long drink. The sweet cold liquid traveled down his throat, and gave him that funny sensation in his stomach he loved so much. He smiled.
"Mom! No! What are you doing?!" The girl from the tv exclaimed. The mother walked forward with a chainsaw in her hands and a sinister grin.
"Something I should have done years ago!" She laughed, and switched the chainsaw on.
"Mother! Stop this! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" She screamed. "Im your daughter-!"
The mother plunged the rapidly spinning chainsaw into the girl's stomach, and smirked as blood flew everywhere.
"You're not my daughter~"
Russia stared at the tv screen in awe. He grinned at the gore without knowing it.
"...kolkolkol..." Now this was more like it! He watched intently as the mother pulled the chainsaw out of her dead daughter, and even more as bloody remained of her intestines plopped out and onto the floor.
Russia started laughing.
'More gore! More gore!' He thought excitedly.
Russia was sure that he was the only nation who could sit through a movie like this and not run to the bathroom to be sick. And that satisfied him.
He 'kolkol'ed' evilly at the thought of a nation like America clinging to him in fright, hiding from the gore.
Just as that thought crossed his mind, he thought up an evil plan.
It involved America, and a prank call.
/Meanwhile, at America's house/
"TONY! HOLY SH*T! Pause the movie! Pause the movie!" America cried, covering his eyes with both hands. Tony just glanced up at America and giggled in amusement.
"N-N-Not funny! Im going to KILL you when this movie ends!"
In his current condition, America didn't sound like a threat at all, so Tony just ignored him and took another handful of popcorn.
Tony watched amusedly as the person in the movie was being stalked by a ghost. It came closer and closer until it was floating right behind the person.
"L-Lynda? Is that you...?" He asked uncertainly, but the thing didn't reply. The guy swallowed nervously and slowly began to turn around to see who his stalker was.
"TONY! YOU F*CKING JERK! I'm begging you! Stop the da-"
America was cut off as the phone suddenly rang next to him.
Tony sighed and paused the video.
"Aren't you going to answer that?" He asked.
America slowly uncovered his hands from his face to look at Tony. "I..."
He looked to the phone which was still ringing loudly, echoing through the house. He reached over and picked up, putting the cold thing to his ear closely.
"H-Hello? H-Hero at your service, what can I do for you today?" America asked, trying not to sound afraid.
At first there was no answer, but then a quiet giggling noise was heard from the other end.
"Hello America. I am back and out to get you."
/how do you guys like it so far~? Should I continue? :)/