This is what happens when you have me in a writing mode that doesn't feel like updating any of my old stories...

"Schieße! WHY MEEEE? DAMN YOU ARTHUR!"

"But it's cute, Gilbert, da?"

"BUT ITS NOT FUCKING AWESOME. NOT AWESOME, ARTHUR." Gilbert attempted to lunge at said person, but was held back by said Russian's arms.

"KEEP YOUR FUCKING SPELLS TO YOURSELF! WHY DO THEY ALWAYS LAND ON ME?"

"Ahaha..." Arthur laughed nervously."Umm...I don't know?"

"I think it's ok, nyet? We always have fun with it." Ivan tightened his grip. Gilbert blushed furiously.

"AND WHY IS IT ALWAYS ANIMALS? WHY WOULD YOU TURN ANYONE INTO THIS?"

Gilbert wildly gestured towards his head.

"But it's cute, da? Although it's a little sharp..." Ivan petted Gilbert's hair...err...wool, avoiding the curly horns on the side of his head.

"I DON'T WANNA BE A SHEEP!"

"Sorry?" Arthur hung around for a few seconds before turning and running.

"Ah. He'a running, Gil."

"FUCKING LET ME GOO! Imma kill that bastard!"

Gilbert flailed, trying to break Ivan's grip, but failing.

"Овца, нет?"

"What?" Gilbert stopped flailing, completely forgetting about Arthur, and stared at the Russian.

"Ovtsa. Sheep. Cute." Ivan buried his nose into the...wool.

"Ah! Ivan! That tickles! Stop it!"

"Ah, but you're so cute. If only you were a bit more submissive..."

"Fuck you! I'LL NEVER BE SUBMISSIVE! I AM THE AWESOME GILBERT!" Gilbert pouted.

"Nyet, nyet, you are wrong."

"I'M NEVER WRONG!"

"Ah, but you are. You are fucking no one. I am fucking you. In fact, let's go do that now." Ivan began dragging Gilbert off.

"Wait what?"

"We are going home so I can fuck you because you look adorable." Gilbert blushed a deep red.

"H-how can you say that without getting embarrassed!"

"Why not? After all, I f-" Gilbert clamped his hand on Ivan's mouth.

"Sh-shut up!"

"Mmmffmmf mmmffm."

"What?" Ivan gently pulled Gilbert's hand off his mouth.

"I'm glad your mind is off Arthur. Now let's-"

"Ah! I LET THAT BASTARD GET AWAY! Let's go get him!" Gilbert grabed Ivan's hand and began marching in the general direction of the Englishman.

"Ah, but what about-"

"DAMN YOU BUSHY-EYED ENGLISH BASTARD!"

"Gilbert-"

"IM GONNA IMPALE YOU LIKE A VAMPIRE!"

"Gil-"

"THAT'LL TEACH YOU TO TURN ME INTO A FUCKING SHEEP!"

"G-"

"SHEEP ARE SO NOT AWESOME!"

"..."

I guess Russia's going to have to wait a little longer for his fun.