This is a collection of dribbles that ACTUALLY happened on this little country!

Hope you read, leave a review and enjoy that is the most important thing! And laugh probably

Warning: Is NOT intended to offend any of the countries involved!

It wasn't even close to his sunflower dream, but still he was really excited to go on that vacation he planned months ago. Cheerfully he grabbed his bags and placed it on the bed and slowly opened it. Humming a happy tune he places half of his clothes inside the bags, making sure anything he needed wasn't left behind.

"All done da"

He then grabbed his bag and his scarf and went down stairs; he said good-bye to his servants and moved around the hall that led to his car. He places his packages on the back and makes his way to the airport. Everything was going the way he planned, even thought he waited a little before the woman behind the desk noticed him standing with his plane tickets.

"Oh sir I'm really sorry! May I have your tickets please!" she said smiling

His left eye twitch a little, but he did what he was told. His amethyst eyes saw how the brunette in front of him was talking on her phone with his tickets still on her hands. He crossed his arms on top of the desk, purple eyes firmly on her; the line behind him was growing by each second. He, without knowing started to nibble the sleeve of his coat and started to whisper.

"Excuse me da, but hurry up!" he grabbed her phone and close it. She then proceeds to do her job. Slowly she gave back the tickets and pointed at the left door. He gave her a childish smile and left.

"Sir! The American Airlines if charging fees for the extra weight on your bags!" he turns around and looked at the brunette that backs down shaking. "On second thought, is free!"

Smiling he moved to the door and went to the plane.

After hours of flying he arrived to the other airport. Taking a deep breath he smiled and grabbed his bags put them on the taxi and minutes later he arrived to the hotel. On the front lobby a girl was waving her hand at him. She wasn't that tall or that small and her long brown hair was curl; a red flower was on her left ear and she was wearing a military uniform. Russia closed inspection saw a resemblance of America's uniform.

"Hola Russia! Your flight was delay for a few hours I see!" she chuckled. "You can rest if you want"

"No, I want to drive da!" she felt that it was demand rather that a request. "I need a phone" she added.

Russia search on his pocket and lend her a phone, which she received cheerfully. When she hangs the phone a black car appeared on the front lobby. Nodding she told Russia it was his. Full of excitement he quickly grabs the keys and also invited her to join him, which she kindly accepts. Russia was like a little kid with a brand new toy. He inspected everything and nothing was left untouched.

"This is great!"

He started to drive on the highway. Everything was normal and he was more than happy. His vacation was really going according to his plans. He smiles when he thinks that he would sleep without waking up in the middle of the night just to find Belarus at his side. It was close to heaven alright.

"Russia go slowly!"

Almost heaven alright. The girl at the passenger seat was giving him instructions on how the roads on her country started and ended and the Russian doesn't like to be ordered around by anyone.

"Russia! Stop at the red light! This is NOT your country"

He was getting a little anxious. He grabbed a bag, the only bag he always carried and pulled out a bottle of vodka and started to drink.

"Russia! That's illegal here!"

He started to drink more. Probably she didn't understand that he only did that to make her shut her mouth. But, she continued to boss him around. Russia was getting more impatient by the moment and to stop his nerves he drinks even more.

"Look out asshole!" a man on the street yelled. She just covered her face. The Russian lowered the car window and slowed down the speed.

"If you don't like the way I drive, stay out of the sidewalk da!" the Russian replied.

To make the day of the Russian even perfect it started to rain; the only thing that the girl on the passenger seat did was to clench her nails on the seat and pray between her lips. But, down the alcohol effect he was driving quite well, for an instant.

His side was full of bottles and he just continued until he took both hands of the wheel and looked behind. Suddenly the car jolts a little and he parks the car at the left side of the road.

"What was that da? He smiled

"RUSSIA!" she screams and the Russian covers his ears.

A police car goes to his side and looked at the vodka bottle on his hands. The Russian waved his hand and smile to the officer.

"My kind sir, you know what you did right?" the officer kindly ask taking out a small notebook.

"Hичего" the Russian smiles. The officer and the girl on his side looked at him.

"Russia, don't be stubborn! You know how to speak English!" she grabbed him from his arm and moved his side by side. The Russian just smiled.

People started to gather around the incident as well as ambulance and other police officers. Even though she tried the best, Russia didn't speak a single English word to the police. She kindly told the police he didn't meant to do anything; he just didn't know the roads very well since he was a tourist. But, her efforts were in vain, Russia was taken by the police. Behind bars Russia stood quietly while the police asked him a few questions that he didn't answer. They also made him took an alcohol test, which surprised show that he haven't drink not even a drop.

"Sir, what did you do?" the officer again asked nicely. "Hичего" the Russian added smiling.

"We need a Russian translator!" the officer left the room. Russia just laughed

After eight hours of being lock behind bars the same police came and let him go. Russia was kind of confused, he did knew what he did, but he just enjoyed how the police drown on that little incident.

"You are free to go, since the translator is on vacation!" the officer said. "But, you can't leave the island"

Russia just laughed and goes outside to see the girl kind of frustrated at him; his laugh was reducing to mere chuckles that were low, but constantly.

"Russia" she paused to look at him. "I'm really sorry that you're vacation ended like this" she weakly smiled. She then called a taxi and both of them get in.

"Нет, это было прекрасно" The Russian smiled. She just looked and shakes her head in disapproval and sighs.

Thanks for reading I hope you enjoy and please leave a review!

Spanish

Hola= Hello

Russian

Hичего= "Nothing"

Нет, это было прекрасноNo, itwasperfect