HELLO! THIS IS MY SECOND SHORT STORY IN THE RUSSIAXENGLAND COMMUNITY! ENJOY!
I DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR ANY OTHER REFRENCES I MAY OR MAY NOT USE

{this is once again starting with England.}

England stood infront of Russia's door, having traveled from England to Russia a week ago and merely staying in a hotel. He was quite surprised at himself, a week ago he would've called anyone willingly going to Russia's place insane, and yet, here he was. Taking a deep breath, he knocked.

"C-coming!"

Lithuania opened the door.

"M-mr England! W-what are you d-doing here?"

England blinked.

"Ah, I'm here to see Iv-Russia."

Lithuania looked shocked, as if he couldn't believe anyone was willingly wanting to see Russia, not like anyone would England chuckled to himself.

"P-please wait a moment, I'll call mr R-Russia."

England waited a bit, then Russia appeared at the door, Lithuania trailing behind.

"Ah, Arthur! I didn't expect you to actually come!"

England snorted.

"You came for Christmas, and I said I'd come, didn't I?"

Russia smiled.

"Well, come in then, make yourself at home."

Russia turned to Lithuania.

"Prepare some tea, we have a guest."

"Y-yes sir!"

time skip cuz i can

"This is quite a place you have here, Ivan."

The two were seated next to a roaring fireplace, not unlike Englands place.

"Why thank you. I originally wanted the place to be warm enough for plants, but this is the best."

Russia seemed to deflate a bit at the end of his sentence, which England saw.

"Ah, that reminds me, here," he gave Russia a package. "Your Birthday present."

Russia's expression was once again shocked, and England could've sworn there was tears.

"Birthday...present?"

England nodded.

"Hope you like it. It was the best I could think of."

Russia's lip was trembling. With shaky hands, he unwrapped his present, eyes going wide, then seemed to deflate.

"The temperature here isn't the right one. I've tried growing them before. They've always ended up dying."

England smiled at this.

"Well then, its a good thing these are sunflowers that are enchanted to grow in any temperature, just take care of them."

Okay, Russia was definitely crying now.

"I-thank you...thank you so much..."

England shook his head.

"It's fine. We're friends now, right?"

Russia gave a teary smile.

"Da, we are."

Some time later/

"Arthur..."

"Yes?"

"Aren't you supposed to be...bad at magic?"

England stared at Russia, who began panicking, no doubt thinking he had offended his first friend. Then, England chuckled.

"Don't be offended, Ivan. To be honest, I thought you were going to ask me if magic was even real."

Russia gave a small sigh of relief, then smiled.

"Well, seeing as I have General Winter, and I have seen you cast magic before, I believe magic is real, but I still need some convincing to fully believe."

England chuckled again.

"Got a point there. I'm actually the best at Magic out of all the nations. The reason why everyone thinks I'm bad at it is because, well, I don't want to attract much attention, so I purposely mess it up. Th only nations that have seen me perform actual magic is my siblings, Norway, and Romania."

Russia nodded. This was news to him. Then he frowned.

"I understand your siblings, if you have magic, then your family must have it too, but Norway and Romania?"

England nodded.

"Norway and Romania also have a large concentration of Magic. I suspect the Itallies also have some magic, also having some concentration of Magic, but I don't have proof. Norway and Romania have been practising Magic with me for some time, so we're quite close friends."

Russia was in awe. Imagine a world of magic! And his friend was part of that world!

"Do you thing...I could learn Magic?"

England paused.

"It's not a matter of learning, because if you don't have Magic, its impossible to learn it. But seeing as you have General Winter, you should be able to." he smiled at Russia. "Would you like to come over to my house sometime and start learning a bit about Magic?"

Russia lit up.

"Of course! Thank you Arthur!"

England waved him off.

"Nonsense. This is your birthday, is it not? Consider that part of your birthday present."

Russia beamed.

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"It's been a lovely Birthday, Arthur. Thank you for coming all the way here!"

England shook his head.

"No no, thank you for having me. Well then, I'll see you at the next meeting."

"Прощай(1), Arthur."

Meanwhile...

Lithuania, Estonia, and Latvia were whispering to each other.

"No, I'm serious, Mr England came here to see Mr Russia!"

"No way..."

"What if-"

"Hm? What are you three doing?"

The Baltic nations jumped, turning around to see Russia standing behind them.

"N-nothing, Mr Russia!"

Russia smiled.

"Nothing? Then why are you not doing your work?"

The Baltic nations scrambled off to their respective work stations, leaving Russia, who just went to get some water for his Sunflower seeds.

Happy late Birthday Russia!

(1)=Goodbye in Russian. Sorry if its incorrect, Google translate can only do so much;;

I'm so sorry I uploaded this late, {apologises} Hope this was okay! Should I do a fic about the meeting and/or New Years? Comment!

Sorry for any bad grammar, etc, and if this is a bit hard to follow!

Should I continue these short fics?

I like reviews.

-Violet