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Chapter Two
It Was a Heavy Burden Indeed….
"Oh Matt, you are a frigging idiot!" Canada whispered to himself, in the darkest, farthest room he could find in the embassy building.
He was ashamed at his behavior; he was a strong and mighty country, why was he cowering instead of fulfilling his end of the bargain?
'But I am,' He realized with a shaky yet proud smile, 'It's just the mere thought of--' He broke off with a shudder. Mentally preparing himself, he got up and made his way down to the meeting room he had been in only an hour earlier….
"Matvey…. I won." Russia smiled happily.
"Yes-" A pale blond answered, "You did, Ivan. A promise is a promise. What do you want?"
"Well Comrade, we have enjoyed a prosperous relationship, have we not? For years we have maintained both embassies and honorary consulates on each other's land."
"Ivan, we celebrated the sixty fifth anniversary of the establishment of our diplomatic relations only three years ago, of course I'm aware of our history." Matt stated.
"Even our leaders enjoy a close friendship." Russia continued beaming, pleased at the blond's memory.
"…Ivan, get on with it…"
"Терпение, my friend. However, if you insist, I will 'get to the point' as you say. I wish to become one with you."
A pause, than-
"WHAT?!" Was screamed by America, England and France.
"You goddamn Commie! Like hell I'll let you corrupt my bro! It's bad enough that he has free healthcare!"
"Ridiculous! The mere thought of turning my former colony over to you-!" Arthur screeched.
"Mon pauvre bébé! Non, non! Papa will not stand for this!" Flamboyant as ever, Francis squashed Matthew to his chest.
Wiggling free, Matthew spoke sharply, "First of all, Alfred, your leader just passed national healthcare too! Secondly, Arthur, you barely know I'm alive most days and I declared myself independent from you years ago, so you lost any right to call me yours a long time ago." He whirled back to France. Seeing the expectant, painful glance he was being sent, he stopped and resumed more quietly -"Papa, you can not interfere."
"Perhaps you all misunderstood?" Russia ventured, "I do not wish to take over Canada's land."
Everyone stopped at once, even Italy who had been eating his chicken alfredo alongside Germany and Japan, while watching the show taking place before him. Arthur and Alfred turned back with surprised looks, though the shame had not yet left their faces at Matthew's words.
"I wish to court Matvey properly, and eventually if he will have me, I would like him to marry me." A leer, "So you see, in a way I do want him to become one with me, but I do not need his lands. I will leave my драгоценный his people and domain. I want only him."
Soon after hearing these words Matthew quietly excused himself so he could hyperventilate in the most remote place he could find. After getting a hold of himself he reentered the room, mustering all his courage, he brushed off the dust on his dark green Vancouver sweater.
Looking up as Ivan's form towering over his own, he attempted to say as nonchalantly as possible, "One of the movies I've been waiting all year for is premiering tomorrow. Pick me up at seven." With that, he swept back out of the room, not seeing the disbelieving glances from all the other countries and Ivan's victorious grin.
~Translations~
Терпение = patience
Mon pauvre bébé = my poor baby
Драгоценный = precious
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