=Author's note- What's up guys!? It's been awhile since I'd been on this website, but, you know, I have no internet. Anyways, I missed writing so I was like, "What the heck, lets brainstorm a story!"

Okay, this is my very first Hetalia story ever in the history of ever. So please try not to hound me too bad if things don't seem right (even though they will be!) Just to let you know, this story's random and it contains different snippets. That and it's Country/nationxMajor cities/Capitals. You know, OCs and stuff.

Ex: ChinaxBeijing or FrancexParis

You get the idea…

I hope you enjoy!

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Chicktalia!

Chapter 1: My Sunflower

The sun was shining bright with clear skies and a slight breeze. The birds were out, chirping happily while butterflies fluttered about. On a hill in the rare sunny parts of Russia, a very large house that was well groomed stood silent. Well, except for the bickering Baltics.

"I'm not going in there!" one with shoulder length brown hair hysterically said, eyes wide with fright. "He almost killed me the last time!"

"Don't be such a sissy!" another with glasses snapped back. "I did it last week. Latvia! How about you go in?"

"Uh, no thank you," the innocent looking one said. "I'll pass. Besides, I have my whole life to live!"

"Well, one of us has to go in there!" shouted Estonia. "We can't let him oversleep! He'll kill us for sure."

"Um, I can do it if you want me to," a voice came that was as soft as bells with a Russian accent. All three Baltic nations turned around, eyes growing ten times their sizes. There stood a small female. She had the same color hair as their master but it was a little bit whiter. Her skin was pale but her face had a slight rosy tinge of life. Her eyes were light magenta and she was a little shorter than Latvia. She wore a yellow sun-dress with matching flats with a sunflower in her hair.

She smiled lightly at them as they stared; Latvia's face growing redder by the second.

"M-Moscow!" Estonia blurted out. "Good morning! Uh, we got it!"

Moscow giggled lightly, innocent like eyes looking up at the taller nations. "It is fine," she said softly. "I don't want any of you getting hurt."

"Ah, thank you, Moscow!" Lithuania said with a slight bow. "You're too kind!"

"Um hm," Latvia second that. Moscow giggled again, shooing them on.

"The best way to put him in a good mood is to prepare good food! I'll also talk him into giving you all a break. How does that sound?"

"Bless you, Moscow!" Estonia exclaimed, pulling her into a tight hug. She whimpered at the strength which made him let go, laughing sheepishly.

"A break would be nice," Lithuania said thoughtfully. "Come on, lets go!" Both Lithuania and Estonia took off, leaving a shy Latvia standing there. Moscow smiled gently at him which caused him to blush harder.

"W-Wait for me!" he shouted, sprinting after them. Moscow smiled at his cuteness, turning to a large door before her. She sighed, gently pushing it open. The light seeped into the darkness, casting a glow on the man who was tucked away. His hair was askew with a peaceful look on his slightly-childish features. His mouth was slightly gaped, his face smooth from any stress or worry.

Right at his feet, a large brown cat laid there, curled into a ball.

Moscow giggled at this, tip-toing over to the window and opened the curtains. The sun's rays poured in, causing the much larger man to stir in his sleep. The large cat woke up first, stretching and meowing lightly.

Russia's lavender eyes opened slowly, letting out a wide yawn as he sat up in bed. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he looked over at his small wife who was standing at the foot of the bed, smiling back at him.

"Good morning," she said in a cute way. "Did you sleep well?"

"Da," he replied with a sigh. "Although I feel as if I didn't get any sleep at all."

"Oh, what's wrong?" Moscow asked, worried. "Did you get all of your paperwork done? Did something go wrong with your boss? Was the bed too uncomfortable?"

Russia chuckled, kicking the blankets off and throwing his feet on the side of the bed. "Neit," he said with another chuckle. "I am fine. I'm just not a morning person."

Moscow let out a sigh of relief. She gasped when she was pulled into a tight hug. Being that Russia was way taller than her, her face was planted in the middle of his chest. Russia bent down and kissed her passionately on the lips, chuckling when her face turned red.

"Good morning, my sunflower," he cooed, rubbing his nose playfully on hers. "I'll go take a shower now. I'll be down for breakfast in a little while."

"Okay," Moscow replied. "It'll be ready soon."

He kissed her once more before leaving. She let out a sigh when he closed the door to their master bathroom. Good, she thought. He's in a good mood!

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That was fun! I love Moscow to be honest. I made her character kind of like Nagisa off of Clanned…all innocent and totally not creepy Russia. Review?