About Czechoslovakia, in my head-cannon they're identical twins, Czech and Slovakia, who do everything together until 1993, but this happens before then, during the Cold War sometime. In case you were wondering.

It's just some Eastern Bloc randomness. Enjoy.


Russia was up at 7:00 AM on the dot every day. He expected everyone else in his house to be up by that time as well. He didn't request it, but he implied that it would be nice if breakfast was ready by that time as well.

So, everyday at 6:00 AM, Estonia's alarm goes off and his day begins.

He takes five minutes to get himself up and dressed before he goes next door to wake up Latvia, Lithuania, and Poland. The other Baltic States know the routine by now, so it only takes a few shakes to get them up, but Poland is still pretty new. After Estonia's struggles with him fail, Lithuania takes over and tells Estonia to go wake everyone else up. This usually happens at around 6:15 AM.

Romania, Bulgaria, and the Czechoslovakian twins all wake up rather easily, although it does take a few kicks from Bulgaria before Romania actually gets up. Estonia leaves them to their own devices by 6:25 AM.

Russia doesn't mind if Ukraine and Belarus oversleep, and since Belarus will pull her knife on him if the Baltic nation tries to wake her up at this hour, he lets them get up on their own. He used to just avoid their wing altogether, but now he has to wake Hungary up, so Estonia is extra careful when creeping by their room to not. Make. A. Peep.

Luckily Hungary is a morning nation, so if she isn't up by the time Estonia gets to her, then it only takes a few seconds to do so. He lets her get dressed and go help Lithuania with breakfast if Poland decided to wake up at this time, start on it if he hasn't.

It's 6:30 AM when he finally gets to Prussia's room.

At first Estonia tried waking Prussia up fairly early in his schedule, but this was quickly changed when he found out that if he didn't saved the German for last, he would not be able to wake everyone else up in time. So he put him at the end of his list, and spends most of his remaining thirty Russia-free-minutes trying to wake the stubborn nation up.

He always tries shaking him first, shouting, "Prussia, it's time to get up." It never actually works.

Prussia turns over in his sleep and muttered, "Five more minutes, West." Good, he was dreaming about family. Estonia has found that the albino's dreams could be fit into three categories: war, sex, and family. The last one was always better for the Baltic's vital regions.

"Prussia," he tries again, "its morning. Wake up.""

The German's arm lunges out and grabs the stunned Estonian before pulling him into a bear hug. "Of course I'll visit you this summer Italy." He murmurs.

He struggles against his hold despite the fact that he knows from previous experience that it's pointless. "Prussia let me go!"

As if on cue, Latvia shows up on the other side of the bed, holding a foaming mug. "Prussia, I've got beer." He says. The nation in question shot up, pushing Estonia to the floor in the process, and finishes off the drink in one mighty gulp. Afterwards he plops back down on the pillow and descended back into dreamland.

"Don't go back to sleep…" Estonia complains. With Latvia's help, they manage to push him onto the floor, where he continues to snooze away. By now it's about 6:45 AM.

At this point the two Baltic nations take matters into their own hands and dress Prussia themselves. Once that's complete they proceed to drag him out of the room and down the stairs. If he doesn't wake up in the middle of this and start hitting them, then Hungary gives him a whack on the head with her frying pan when they finally get to the kitchen at 6:55 AM.

"What the hell woman!" Prussia shouts. Everyone else is already in the kitchen getting the table ready for breakfast.

Hungary clicks her tongue at him. "You shouldn't oversleep and create problems for Estonia like this!"

"Whatever, I do what I want!" The German pouts. Hungary just hits him again.

"Good morning everyone!" Russia says as he enters the kitchen.

"Good morning Russia." Everyone but a stubborn Prussia and Hungary replies.

"Well aren't we having a good morning, da?"