"Tryin' to intimidate me, Commie?"

"нет, Америки. Unless it is working?"

"Don't kid yourself. I ain't scared of you."

"Your fearlessness will result in a bad end for you, if you are not careful. Да?"

"Would'ya not speak in Russian so close to my ear? It's bad enough I have to listen to it anyways, let alone having you breathing your gross language down my neck."

"It amuses me how, even when it comes to your own native tongue, you cannot even think of more intelligent points to make with it. Tell me, Америка, is there a reason you couldn't even create your own original language? But, now I think about it, based on how impatient and easily distracted you are…"

"Tch. Why bother makin' up a bunch of crazy ass words when I already speak a language that doesn't make me sound like a moron when I growl and purr them in a weird accent."

"That is what you think of Russian, hm? 'Growl and purr'? Forgive me, but I cannot help but consider that to be quite…suggestive, phrasing."

"You're just a pervert, then. Now get out of my personal space."

"I am rather enjoying seeing the reaction I am receiving from you while in this position. I do not feel at all inclined to move, despite your protests."

"Yeah, well, you seem to find a kind of creepy pleasure from watching people squirm, am I right?"

"Да, you are right."

"Well, great. You've made me uncomfortable enough already, so I guess you can let go now."

"I am hardly satisfied with merely this. If, I am completely honest, I cannot get enough of watching as your adorable face twist into that of a nervous glare, all because of my doing."

"Jesus Christ-! You're sick in the head! Get the hell off!"

"нет. Quieten down for once. Even if it if something like this is difficult for a talkative oaf such as yourself."

"Are you trying to seduce me? Because talkin' like that ain't gonna get me to do squat."

"Always with the assumptions…You see, though I find you to be rather…intriguing… нет, not just that…entertaining…watching you write at my very presence, seeing how awkward you become…it's charming. And it kills time, too."

"Quit talkin' about me like I'm some kind of toy."

"Oh, but you are my toy, дорогой~!"

"Don't."

"Mm?"

"Don't say that word in that way."

"Oh? What…? Дорогой…~?"

"Tch."

"…Oh…! This is relating back to what you were nattering on about earlier, was it not? "Growling" and "purring" my words in "That weird accent"?"

"…"

"…Well. Well. That certainly sparked a reaction from you, no? How unexpected…!"

"…God dammit-! Don't look so pleased with yourself. I hate your language and everything that you stand for."

"And yet, дорогой, why is your face so red?"

"…Sunburn."

"The weather in Moscow doesn't exactly offer enough sunlight to even glow through the thick cloud during its many snow storms. I'm sure that it is something else that is causing your cheeks to be so full of colour."

"You're wrong."

"Oh? I think I know my own weather well enough. Although, do continue."

"Tch. Whatever, you commie bastard. Just quit talking in that filthy language. No, better yet, get off, get some of your commie bastard friends to build another fucking satellite with a stupid commie bastard name and shoot yourself into space for the rest of your days. Maybe, finally, I can get far enough away from you at that point, enough that I don't have to even consider the fact that, somewhere, on this planet Earth, far east of me, taking up most of that space on that continent, existing."

"…"

"Heh. Stunned you into silence have I- WHAT IS SO FUNNY?"

"Dear Америка, did you come up with that all by yourself?"

"Yes, actually. It wasn't meant to be funny, though."

"But it was the sheer speed at which you delivered it. Very quick for you, Да?"

"Do I have to push you off me?"

"Do you have the strength? I am, after all, quite strong, myself."

"I have a cell phone on me. I'll call for backup. The rest of the world know how much of a pain in my ass you can be."

"I doubt anyone would arrive to your aid. It may have escaped your notice, but people do actually grow tired of your antics at times. Enough to…simply ignore any cries for help. They may perceive it as attention seeking."

"Isn't that what this is? Attention seeking? Acting in a certain way to see my reaction to it?"

"…"

"No? Am I wrong?"

"Well…in a sense. For you see, I do, happen to enjoy your attention, especially, Америка."

"Hm. Really? Why is that?"

"Well…I would have thought you would have already gotten the hint from what I said earlier. But…if I must repeat myself… дорогой, I shall. I find you to be rather intriguing."

"But you also said you find me 'entertaining'."

"Да."

"You were makin' fun of me when you said that, though."

"Да."

"Will you just say what you're trying to fucking say?"

"Да. Fine."

"Well? Go on th-!"

"…"

"…"

"Does that suffice?"

"WHAT THE HELL? YOU JUST KIS-! Stop. Fucking. SMILING."

"But I cannot help but feel gleeful at your reaction. You are exceedingly red again."

"Goddamn nonexistent Moscow sun does that to you."