Hi everyone! This is a little ficlet that popped up in my head after seeing a commercial, and the idea kept nagging away in my head until I poured it out all on Word. The story makes a lot more sense (at least I think so) if you watch the ad, which will be below. I used Google Translate for the bits of Russian too, so I apologize if there are any mistakes! This is also my first ever fanfiction, so be gentle please? c:
Commericial:
watch?v=o8KK5vrcMyY
Translations:
да (da): yes
Привет товарищи (privet tovarishchi): Hello, comrades!
для маленьких детей (dlya malen'kikh detey): little children
**I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia, nor do I own any of the characters. It would be a dream come true though~**
Another day, another little chore Mr. Russia had assigned him. Today, he received the task of cleaning the Russian's car. He didn't even know the man owned a car! When he had gathered all of the necessary supplies, Lithuania walked up to the vehicle and found a quite peculiar sight.
"Hey Estonia, why is Latvia in a car seat?"
Said country looked up from his laptop and replied, "I'm not all that sure. When I asked Mr. Russia about it, he just said, '4 foot 9 is the magic number, да?' Then he just carried Latvia over to the car seat and pushed on his head while he buckled him in."
The Lithuanian looked back at the small boy. An amused smile ghosted his face, despite seeing his friend in what he'd think was quite an embarrassing situation.
Not a moment later, Russia sauntered out from his house. Noticing the duo, he smiled and waved slightly as he approached the two. "Привет товарищи! What are you two talking about?"
Both of the nations stiffened slightly in the sight of the taller man.
"O-oh nothing really. I was just asking Estonia why Latvia was in a car seat," Lithuania said meekly.
"Oh, yes! You see, an advertisement I once saw said that it was unsafe for для маленьких детейto ride without a car seat. I thought of how unnaturally puny Latvia was, so when I had a moment to spare, I went out to buy one. You know, he was trembling with excitement and happiness when I put him in the seat; he even said so too! Well, I shouldn't keep him cooped up any longer than he already has. Remember, 4 foot 9 is the magic number, да?"
Russia walked over to his car and unbuckled the belts that were strapped over a quivering Latvia. The younger boy shyly looked up, fear apparent on his face with traces of curiosity. The violet-eyed man gave a smile as bright as a sunflower and hummed in contentment. He began retreating back into his mansion-like home without saying another word.
Silence hung in the air for a moment before Estonia and Lithuania swiveled around to look back at the shorter nation. Latvia, noticing the two pairs of questioning eyes on him, looked up and sighed.
"I really need to find a way to get taller. "
Yeah, sorry if it sucked.
Constructive criticism and corrections are welcome; flames are not!