After thinking about it for what seemed like hours, Poland finally knocked on the large brown door. For a while there was no answer and Poland began to grow impatient. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot hoping none of the Baltics would come to the door. That would defeat the purpose. Poland knocked on the door again louder. Finally, Russia opened the door. The taller nation did not look pleased to see the Polish boy and began to close the door.
"L-Like, hey!," Poland let out as he grabbed the door handle to stop Russia from closing it.
Russia decided to humor the weaker nation and resisted crushing the boys fingers between the door opening it instead,"Da? What is it you want?"
"Like, um...I totally demand that you release Lithy and his friends from your services!," Poland said as confident as he could.
There was a short silence that was broken by Russia's laughter,"You demand?"
"That's, like, what I said!," Poland tried to look confident and look into Russia's eyes but within a few seconds of staring into them, Poland's green eyes fell to the floor.
"And if I do not? What will you do?," Russia asked smiling wickedly at how discouraged the punny nation had become.
"Then I'm totally going to fight you!," Poland said. He meant it. He was going to fight Russia if the bigger nation didn't listen to him. He was preapred this time. Well...he was alone...and didn't bring any weapons...and had come on a whim...but he would fight Russia if he needed to!
Russia smirked,"Is that so?"
"Yes!," Poland said getting annoyed. He could tell Russia wasn't taking him seriously.
"Well...," Russia sighed,"You are boring me. Goodbye." Russia began to close the door.
"C-Coward!," Poland stuttered. He ran up to Russia and threw punches at him, but Russia was holding the dumb blond back with one hand. Russia's amused smile turned to a serious expression. At first it was fun toying with the weaker nations emotions, but he wanted to leave and was getting tired of playing with his toy. Russia easily pushed Poland back stumbling into the snow with one hand.
"You say you come here to take my Litva from me, da?," Russia asked.
Poland stood trying to mask a pained expression and failing,"T-Totally...you're going to let him go?" Poland knew the answer. He didn't have to ask. He just wanted to convince himself that he had won. He dreaded what Russia was going to say and wished he could freeze time so the answer would never come...
...but it did...
Russia smiled again wickedly,"He will suffer tonight because of your actions."
"N-No! Like, hey wait!," Poland yelled as Russia shut and locked the large brown door. Poland banged on the door now. Why did he do that? It wasn't fair! He had caused what he wanted to stop...
After a few more minutes of banging he slumped to the floor in defeat. What would Russia do to Lithy? Torture him of course...create more scars...rape him...and this time it was all Poland's fault. Maybe if he had come more prepared. Hadn't Lithy told him to always be prepared? Maybe...maybe if he had stood more confident! Looked Russia in the eyes and spoke more powerfully. Or maybe if he had sent Liet a letter saying to "RUN AWAY" instead of trying to act like the strong powerful nation he was, but no longer is.
Poland put his head in his hands and whispered to himself out loud somewhat hoping Lithuania would be able to hear his words,"Lithy...I am so so, like, totally sorry..."
