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I sighed as I sat in my older sister's kitchen. Why did I agree to America's silly request? I don't need help. I can win older brother's heart myself.
"Belarus? Is something wrong?" Ukraine asked as she set a few treats on the table.
I shook my head. "No…nothing is wrong." I said softly.
"Please do not lie to me Belarus. You always say nothing…there has to be something…please tell me." Ukraine said as she smiled softly.
I glanced away from my older sister. Why should I tell her? Everyone loves Ukraine…I glanced quickly at her chest. Maybe if I had a chest like older brother would marry me…no, I tried that already. I 'hmpf'ed as I looked back at Ukraine. "I agreed to letting America help me with something."
"Really?" Ukraine asked surprised. "Why didn't you ask me?"
"I was not planning to get any help. I wish to do what I want alone." No man would want to marry a weak woman.
"I see…" Ukraine slowly got up. Her chest making the drumming sounds as she walked towards me. "I hope you learn to trust, Belarus…Have fate in yourself and in others…one day you'll get the things you want…you just have to believe." Ukraine laughed a little. "You know…If I can later, when I see England…He says pixie dust grants wishes…I'll ask for some." Ukraine laughed more as she gently hugged me. "Maybe that'll bring you happiness."
"There is no such thing as pixie dust…England is just crazy, older sister do not believes he says. He's lying." I said in a monotone.
Ukraine laughed sadly. "Belarus…"
"I do not trust anyone…I will never trust anyone. They all lie." I said watching Ukraine stare out of her window.
"…." I looked away. Ukraine wasn't going to fight anymore. Just like always. I slowly got up. I had to leave anyway. I had to meet America tomorrow.
"Good-bye…older sister." I left before she could say good-bye to me. I didn't need help with anything. I had to do everything by myself. Why should winning older brother Russia's heart be any different?
The Ukrainian with the big chest stared at the sky. She heard from Italy that if you wish on a shooting star it would come true. She had a wish. She had a big wish. Hopefully a shooting star would come tonight. And grant her wish.
"YOU'RE CRAZY!" The English man screamed slamming his glass to the table.
The American rolled his eyes. Drunk already huh? The American finished his third shot tonight. "No, I'm a hero…get it right Iggy."
The English man fumed and chugged his twentieth glass of alcohol. "A CRAZY HERO, BUGGER! IF I KNEW YOU WERE SO DESPERATE TO BE A HERO THAT YOU'D HELP BELARUS….I'D GIVE YOU SOME JOB I DIDN'T WANT TO DO!"
"A hero only helps when he feels the person truly needs help…and Belarus truly needs my help…it's not like anyone else is going to help her win the commie bastard's heart." The American spitted at the English man.
"….Fine…." England said softly, still fuming. "But if you need back up…don't call me…you know what call me…I'm not going to end being the person to clean up your body parts later." The English man stated as he rose from his seat. "CHECK PLEASE!"
The American finished his last drink of the night. Someone needed to help England get home, and that was a hero's job of course. The American helped the English man to his apartment room and waited for him to walk inside before going to his own room.
America glanced around. Why did I ask if Belarus needed help? Duh, I'm the HERO! But… The American sat on his bed and took off Texas. He yawned loudly. I never expected her to agree though. Doesn't matter…I'm still going to be the hero and help…number one rule of being a hero never go back on your word. No matter what.
America glanced at the stars in the sky and smiled. He hardly ever got to see the stars anymore.
Star light
Star bright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may
I wish I might
Have the wish I wish tonight
I wish to have the strength to make everyone's wishes to come true
No matter how hard it will be I won't give up…
That's not…the American way…. America yawned one last time. Good-night moon. May you forever be the hero in the night sky.
