Scenario: Latvia ate your last remaining Nutella because he was jealous.
I walked around Russia's house like I owned the place. I had a large, smug smirk on my face as I ordered one of an uncountable number of servants to get me a jar of Nutella. Being friends with Russia is really epic. The servant arrived seconds later with a jar of the heavenly hazelnut mix. I patted his head, because he looked very young. "Thanks, kid." I walked away, taking the spoon that he offered as well. "Actually, you're Latvia, right?" He nodded nervously. "That's a nice name. Nice to meet you," I said, smiling. He smiled anxiously.
"I-I need to go now," Latvia muttered. He ran off to somewhere else in Russia's colossal house. I shrugged and walked over to Russia's office.
"Hey, Russia?" I called. I banged on the door a few times. "You in there, dude?" Russia either wasn't in there, or didn't want to respond. Either way, I threw the door open to see Russia dressing. "Oh, hi dude," I laughed. I sat down in his epic spinny chair and shoved some Nutella in my mouth. "Why the heck are you dressing in your office?! LOL!" I began to laugh and I reached down, a sly smirk suddenly on my face. I leaned down and slapped his underweared butt. He whipped his head up, and began to laugh. In a few seconds, we were both rolling on the floor laughing.
"She's so lucky..." Latvia sighed. He was watching them by the door. Suddenly, he got a little angry. "You know what?" Latvia whispered in rage. "She doesn't deserve that Nutella!" Latvia snuck into the room without being seen by the annoying me or the half naked Russia. He grabbed my Nutella and spoon, smirking, and slipped out of the room.
"HOLY CRAP WHERE'S MY NUTELLA?!" I screamed, looking up from the ground where I was tickling Russia. "It's gone!" Russia quickly pulled some pants and a jacket on and leaped on the table.
"Kolkolkolkol..." he muttered darkly. I stared at him, and then began to laugh. "I'll be looking for that Nutella," Russia said. He prowled out of the office and straight to Latvia.
"H-hello, Sir Russia," Latvia stuttered. "What would you like? Lithuania is visiting Poland, and Estonia is studying for high school." Russia grinned maliciously down at Latvia, who looked like he was going to die. He shoved his hands further into his pockets—
"DA!" Russia screamed, shoving his hands into Latvia's pockets. He whipped his hands out again, to reveal an empty Nutella container and a licked clean spoon. He calmed himself immediately, and I grabbed the jar and spoon, clinging to them lovingly. "What were you doing with her Nutella, da?" Russia asked Latvia, smiling. Latvia suddenly burst into tears.
"I was jealous when I was watching her tickle you, and watching you two laugh together! I want a friend to do that with!" he wailed. Russia hugged him, and I did too.
"We'll be your friends," Russia said, smiling. Latvia smiled at us, and we smiled back.
"Oh, and you owe me a Nutella and a clean spoon."
A/N: Yeah, I accept that this is poop. I wrote it because I needed something to write. XD It's another Birthday Game. XD
Rose :)