hey its me again! heres just a little something i worked on. sorry if people are ooc and stuff. read on!
She was guilty. Very, very guilty. For what? It all started at the world meeting...
Virginia was bored, nothing to do. She was invited to go by her best friend, Alfred, for no appearant reason. She was doodling on her paper when she looked up to see Russia hurting the three Baltic nations. Having been friends with them for quite a while, she was furious that such kind people had to take such abuse. so, her shy demeaner forgotten, she marched behind the Russian, kicked him behind his knee, and, as he fell, grabbed ahold of his long scarf. pulling the scarf back and using her foot to hold his back forward, she began to strangle him. She could see him clawing at it.
"Do not hurt the Baltics," she growled. "Am I clear?" He nodded his head and she pulled the scarf back farther.
"I said am I clear?' she growled again.
"Da," came the faint answer. She let go of the scarf, making Russia lurch forward with a deep breath. With that, she left the room, leaving a roomful of shocked countries, three relieved Baltics, and one very proud friend, happy that she beat the comie bastard."
...So yes, she was guilty. That was the reason she was now heading to his house to apologize. To tell the truth, she was a little scared. Not of the nation himself (God no, she had already kicked his ass), but that he wouldn`t accept her apology. But that was why she had her secret weapon.
Finally arriving at the house, she knocked on it and the door flew open, revealing the person (or country) she was looking for. His expression went from shock to anger.
"What do you want?" he said through clenched teeth. She looked at the ground.
"I came to apologize about hurting you at the world meeting," Virginia said, ashamed. Russia scoffed and turned his head. "And I heard you like these so I got you one." She pulled a long sunflower from behind her back and handed it to him. His face lit up with childlike wonder as he took the sunflower and turned it in his hands. He looked at her and smiled, not like the creepy one he always did, a genuine one.
"Thank you, podsolechnik," Russia said. Virginia smiled and kissed his cheek lightly. The both had pink dusted across their cheeks. "You missed." She stared confused at him, until she felt a pair of soft lips on her own. Immediately, she wrapped her arms around his neck automatically.
Best apology she ever made.