Prologue

'They all left me,' Russia thought. His massively sized house was so empty with only him living there. He remembers when his house was full of people and everyone was happy. Ukraine, Belarus, Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania used to live with him, but they broke apart from him and now he's alone. 'We were so happy together, but now they're gone. Why did they leave me? Do they not remember how close we were?' Russia thought to himself. The Baltic Nations were like his children to him. He loved them like he was their father. Sure, sometimes he hurt them but it was always for their own good. After all, what kind of father doesn't discipline his children?

Right now, he was seated in a chair in his Living Room. The room had a frigid chill to it. The winters in Russia were always cold, but they never felt this cold and lonely when his family was in the house. They put life into the dull home. Without him, the house didn't feel like home. It felt dead, like all the liveliness had been drained out when they left. He had to get them back.

"I need them to come back to me! Mother Russia is depressed without them," he thought aloud. "I wish they'd stay with me forever, but they wouldn't do it willingly. I'd have to plan something. I'm sure once they're with me, they'll never want to leave, but what if they try to leave anyways? I can't lose them again!" he continued.

"It has been 24 years since they abandoned me. I haven't been able to find happiness since then," he said. "It's been so lonely. I've tried to cheer myself up, but nothing seems to work."

A wave of memories washed over him. All his failed attempts to be happy again failed. At first, he tried getting himself a dog to make the house less lonely. He had went to the nearest animal shelter and adopted a beautiful golden retriever puppy named Krasa. She was very shy towards Russia and always seemed to be hiding from him. He thought she would warm up to him, but she never did. One day when he took her on a walk, she managed to break free from the leash. Krasa ran as fast as her little legs could take her, which was surprisingly fast considering how small she was. Russia spent hours calling for her, but she never took Russia almost a year to stop searching for her.

After he had accepted that she was gone, he found a scrawny ginger cat digging through his trash. Russia decided to let the cat into his home, figuring that it must not have a home if it's so skinny. He named the cat Tanya and loved her. He spoiled the cat with plenty of table scraps and treats. She went from being a thin cat to being quite plump. He did his best not to upset Tanya, in hopes that she wouldn't leave him. The cat soon became morbidly obese from all the extra people food she got. He only had her for three years before he had to bury her in his backyard.

He kept on trying to fill the void in his life with pets that never stayed. They always ran away or died too soon. After his mistake with Tanya, he got himself a bunny. He ended up neglecting it in fear of over-loving it. Needless to say, that rabbit barely lasted for a month. He couldn't even keep his fish lasting for long. It broke his heart every time he woke up and saw them floating at the top of the tank. No matter how many pets he got, they never cured his sadness.

The overwhelming amount of death and loneliness made him depressed. It didn't help that no one ever bothered to check on him.

Russia snapped out of his thoughts when he felt his icy tears silently pouring down his face. He let out a small sniffle before he ended up bursting into tears. He was so damn lonely and no one could even bother to call him! This thought made Russia both depressed and frustrated. It was as if no one loved him. The only thing that he has to comfort him is his vodka. "Hmm, it wouldn't hurt to drink my pain away. It doesn't solve the problem, but it feels good to forget how much it hurts."

He pulled out a bottle of his favorite drink from the freezer. It was half-way empty, but that didn't matter. He put the bottle to his lips, but stopped himself. "This won't solve anything. I'll still be lonely afterwards." He put the bottle back in the freezer for later.

"Maybe I should invite them to dinner! They'll make the house happy again and I wont be alone anymore! I can make them stay with me forever," he exclaimed. "I should be able to get them over tomorrow! If not, they'll be here soon. I could say that we'll be discussing business so that they'll have to come. It wouldn't be a complete lie. After all, I'll be talking about them being with me for all eternity so that's serious business." Russia planned more details in his head, thinking about the perfect way to make them stay.

"This is perfect, they can't refuse!" he said once he finished his planning. He went to his office and typed up an email that invited them to dinner where they would discuss business. He would have a home cooked dinner at his place tomorrow. Now, he just had to plan the dinner and wait for them to reply.

After about an hour of deciding what dinner would be, he checked his email. He had three replies. One was from Ukraine, the second was from Belarus, and the third was from Lithuania.

He opened Ukraine's email first. The words inside disappointed him. It basically said that she couldn't come because her boss wouldn't let her, especially since dinner was going to be at his house. This was unacceptable! He sent another email describing how URGENT it was that she come to dinner. He wont let Ukraine decline.

Next, he opened the email from Belarus. It said that she'd LOVE to come and how she wishes she could come over now. He would tell her that she could, but he wants everyone together. Also, his house is filthy from not being motivated enough to properly clean it. He knew that Belarus would come, which made Russia very happy.

Finally, he opened Lithuania's email. He said that he would rather the dinner be in a public restaurant. Otherwise, he'll be there. Yet again, Russia had to stress how important it was that he come. He also made a point that he didn't want civilians overhearing their discussion.

After all his work, we went to bed. Tomorrow would be the day that he'd bring his family back together.