Russian Roulette
HIIIII A little early for an authors note eh? Well this is a request from a friend so if its shitty please tell me kermit ;A; ANYWHOOO ONTO THE STORY
"Ok, are you guys ready, da?" Russia asked. Earlier that day he invited some of his "friends" for a little game of Russian Roulette. France, Germany, and America.
"Ready."
"Ready."
"Ready."
"Ok. I'll spin the gun. That is alright with everyone, da?" Everyone nodded. They decided if he went first he'd die, and they could haul their asses out this place. Russia placed the single bullet into the gun, and spun it. It landed onto France. Knowing France, he refused to touch the gun, so Russia literally had to pin him down and put the gun to France's head himself.
And pulled the trigger
"Nyet, you are fine. Stop saying that you have died and gone to hell, da? Sitting here with me and my...comrades cannot be so horrible, da?" France was pratically shivering. "I quit! I quit! I never want to do this again!" he screamed like a little girl. Russia looked at him with menacing eyes and said, "You cannot quit until someone dies, Mr. France." France slumped down into his seat, and Germany then spun the gun. "Ah, vell, it's been vonderful knowing vyou guys." Unexpectedly, it landed on Russia. He smiled and picked up the gun. He placed it in his mouth was just about to pull the trigger when China, the country he'd been sharing his house with ever since his was bombed by America, barged into the house. "R-russia, what are you doing-aru? You're going to kill yourself!" China marched up to Russia, took the gun, and shot it into the ceiling. "There-aru. The bullet is gone and you can all go home."
Everyone just stared.
"You heard me-aru! Go home! Now!"
Germany was the first to leave, France pushed past him and ran away like the girl he is, and America left after called the two Asian countries, "Commie bastards,". Russia looked innocently at China and asked why he stopped him. He never knew China really cared if he died or not. China sat down next to him, "Because-aru, if you died I'd have nowhere to live." China said sarcastically. Russia stared off into space, ignoring him, wondering what would happen if China didn't come in time. Would he go to Heaven? If so, what was it like? Was it really like America described it? Was it really filled with hamburgers? China's talking interupped his daydreams by saying, "Besides, if killed yourself..." China mumbled something else. Russia looked at him expectantly, "If I killed myself...?" Russia's voice trailed off as if he expected China to finish it. "I'd miss you," he mumbled.
"Hm? What was that?"
"I'd miss you..."
"Louder..."
"I'D MISS YOU OK-ARU?" China yelled before he was glomped by the Russian. "Awwwww, thats sweet, da. I knew you always cared about me~"