CHAPTER 3
Ivan's POV
Alaska should be mine. But those fucken Australians are stopping me from claiming what is truly mine. If Jett hadn't tortured me with those bears I would be on my way to claiming Canada and the rest of America. But nooooo! He had to ruin everything. Even Ludwig betrayed me. But that is not I'm here to say. I'm here to speak Alfred.
Alfred was one of the biggest dickheads. He tried to expand from the whale shaped idiot that he is. He bought Alaska from me, but that's okay, but then he came and colonised the Philippines. He fought against me. If we hadn't signed the treaty to say that we would stop nuclear testing on land, in the sea and in space we would have had world war 3. Lucky big brother Artie stepped in huh?
I hate his guts. He told my "helpers" to try to break free from me. He told them to think of him and they will have the strength of the hero. I had to threaten them to make them cooperate with me. I had to threaten them. I don't like having to do that. Oh wait, I do. That's one of my favourite habits.
So Alfred left Jett in charge of his defence force. He let the bloody kangaroo be in charge. Even I could see the problem in that. If I died, I would never let a kangaroo lover be in charge of anything. That would be like letting a kindergartner be in charge of a country. I hate him. Though sometimes I wish he was alive once more. He helped me deal with Natalya. She might be a crazy stalker chick, but Alfred was more crazy and more of a stalker. He made her believe that she had her own stalker looking for her. That is the only reason why she stopped annoying me.
Maybe I don't hate Alfred. I mean I did help him during the World Wars. Oh wait, scratch that. The only reason why I helped him was that we were both part of the Allies. I probably wouldn't have helped him if we weren't part of the same team.
The people of my home wanted us to be allied in more ways. They also wanted me to be friends with Jett. I don't do friends. I only do acquaintances and conquered territories. No one would be friends with me. Not even the so called hero.
Isn't the hero's job to help the poor and the unfortunate? Isn't it the hero's job to make everyone equal? Isn't the hero's job to comfort those who have suffered a lot in their life? Because if that is the hero's role, than Alfred was a shitty ass hero. He should take a look at his own superheroes and then put their actions into his life. Oops, he can't. He is dead. And if everyone had an idea who to blame it would be me. I know that they would say that I pushed him into the stages of depression after the Cold War.
Matthew is the worse at the moment. Yes I can see that Canadian. He says that Alfred wants to be the hero, even in death. I say that fuzzy Canadian is making shit up to deal with the death of his so called brother and his so called boyfriend I know that Alfred never cared about his younger brother and I swear that Gilbert never cared about him.
Gilbert is an interesting topic. I never liked that guy. I hated him so much that I claimed his territory for myself. I purposely separated from his brother Ludwig for a reason, to show that German what happens when you fuck with the Russians. You don't break a deal with me. Don't get me wrong, it worked. The Germans never threatened me again. It was the best idea that I ever came up with.
I miss Alfred, somehow. I think that is because I have no one to threaten from overseas and who is part of the G8. I could threaten Arthur, but he is too scared of me. Francis would just flirt with me. No one cares about Arthur. I hate Ludwig and Feliciano.
I hope we put Yao in the G8 now, seeing as Alfred is gone.
So to summon everything up. I hate Alfred and I hope he rots in hell.