This will be when we see the rest of the crew that are stuck on the other side of the dimension. So far, we only have four, but there are two more. Let's see what's going on with the other two. Review please!
Russia was returning home from shopping. He held two big brown bags of groceries, while walking down the sidewalk. As soon as he made it to his house, he placed them down, then got out his key card to unlock the door. He slid the card, then opened the door before bending down to pick up his two heavy bags of groceries. He entered inside, then pushed the door closed with his back before lightly kicking his shoes off to put on his tapochki.
Taking a deep breath, Russia was happy to be home, even if his house did not have as big of company as it used to. He remembered a time this big house was filled with so many countries. Now, it is only empty. Russia couldn't hold back the quiet sigh. It's not something he should really complain about. His siblings do come to visit him from time to time. Still, it could get lonely living in a big house such as this. He needed to sell this place and buy an apartment.
As Russia walked into the house and placed the groceries on the table in the kitchen he felt something brush against his legs. He looked down and smiled at the black-brown cat brushing against his leg. He bent down, then pet the cat.
"dobroye utro, little one. Have you been lonely in this house on your own?" Russia asked the cat nicely as it meowed. He chuckled, then gently picked up the cat in his arms, continuing to pet it as it purred. "You are spoiled, da. Do you think I spoil you too much little one or are you as lazy as Greece?" The cat yawned, continuing to purr as Russia chuckled. "Ya obozhayu tebya, Dasha."
Suddenly, a sound was heard and Russia turned his head with furrowed eyebrows. Russia never showed it, but he was very superstitious minded, thus why he was excellent in curses. He did not trust that sound to be of coincidence. It was rather a spy or something of the supernatural. Whatever it was, Russia made sure to use his Magic Pipe of Pain, which he carried with him.
Letting the cat escape from his arms, he looked around the kitchen. He asked in a threatening voice, "who's there?" He left the kitchen, then checked the living room. His eyes darted around the area, until he noticed something in the corner. His eyes slowly widened as he looked to see what looked to be Belarus on the corner of the ceiling as if gravity turned upside down for her.
Though, there was something different about this Belarus. She wasn't wearing her usual blue dress for one. She wore a thigh long pink skirt, white high heels and a white blouse with puffed sleeves. More than that, this Belarus looked... afraid? Usually, it was the other way around. Russia was the one that was afraid when he saw Belarus. This made Russia panic as he got out his cell phone and dialed a number, calling through FaceTime.
"Big brother, is there something you want? Whatever it is, I will do it, but please hurry before my boss finds out. He still won't let me see you!" Ukraine pleaded at the other end of the line.
"Where is Natalia?" Russia asked.
"I saw her with Lithuania only five minutes ago. Why? Did something happen?"
Russia didn't know how to say it, so he had the phone face the upside down Belarus, who was still curled up in the little corner in fear. A gasp could be heard as Russia looked up at his sister look-alike with great concern and fear. The girl then let all the tears she held back roll down her cheeks, hiding her face in the legs she was clutching with her arms.
"This has got to be a joke! There is no way in hell I am helping a scoundrel like you!" Hungary shouted at the top of her lungs as she glared a deathly glare at the man she apparently was stuck with, since being dragged into this backwards world through a mirror hung on a tree branch. Why he'd have a mirror on this tree was beyond Hungary.
"I guess I will have to leave you to your everlasting doom of hoping that you don't fall into the sky," the Romania look-alike mocked, licking his lips. He wore a black hooded cloak over a two piece suit and tie. He was more elegant compared to the Romania Hungary knew.
"You're worse than my Romania. At least he's not a cannibal!"
"Not a cannibal. I'm a vampire, lady. I gotta have my nutrients somewhere and it ain't gonna be from what you humans eat or drink. It's your blood or I'm leaving you to your doom. That's a long ways up," the Romania look alike smirked devilishly, staring up at the sky above, while Hungary was hanging for her dear life on a tree branch. "See ya!"
The Romania look-alike smiled as he turned around and made his way to a stoned castle not too far from where Hungary was. She had been hanging on the tree branch to keep her from falling into the sky and her arms were beginning to hurt. She glared as she began reaching for another branch, which broke and she began falling before screaming and holding onto the entire trunk of the tree. The Romania look-alike turned around, then smirked as Hungary looked down, eyes glaring at the trunk she was holding onto. She felt herself slowly slip from the strong grip she had on the tree.
"Help me! Please!" Hungary pleaded.
"Your blood, my lady?" The Romania look-alike asked.
"F-Fine... you can have it, just get me off this tree!"
In one quick motion, Hungary felt herself being pulled from the tree and dropping to the ground, this Romania look-alike doing this with ease. He smirked, saying lustfully, "that wasn't bad, was it?"
"Just get me somewhere safe," Hungary said, arms around this Romania look-alike's waist with shame written on her face.
This version of Romania carried Hungary inside the stoned castle, and into a bedroom of some kind, since the ceiling was too high in the main hallway. As soon as the other Romania released and Hungary's feet were touching the ceiling, he gently caressed Hungary's face. Dagger eyes darted at the other Romania's direction.
"A deal's a deal, love," the other Romania said in a low and deep voice before sinking his teeth into Hungary's neck.
Hungary bit her bottom lip, feeling the pain of those sharp fangs. Her fists were shaking in both shame and humiliation. Not only did she have to depend on this savage to save her life, but now her life was in his hands now. It was to let him use her as lunch or she would gain no help. It was beyond humiliating and if she were any normal girl, she would be crying right now.
"I see, so Lichtenstein is missing?" England asked over the phone, while Romania was sitting on the computer chair backwards on his cell phone.
"Wow, that sucks. I can't believe Hungary thought she could actually sneak into Transylvania. That woman never learns," Romania smirked over the phone, while eating a scone. Hey, Romania was willing to eat anything, even English Scones. "Chill, I got Iggy with me, so you got nothing to worry about."
"Listen, I know you're mad at me and have every right to be- Hold on a moment," England said over the phone before shouting at Romania. "STOP CALLING ME IGGY!" It made Romania snort.
"Whatever. See ya, Austie," Romania said, hanging up the phone. England had already hung up a while ago from a rather angry Swiss. "Well, good News, Hungary's gone."
"That's not good news."
"Is for me."
"Do you honestly hate her that much?"
"Yep, totally do, 100%."
England sighed, rolling his eyes. "Lichtenstein is also missing, including Italy. I haven't heard any News since."
"Well, isn't that lovely? My boy is across the Atlantic, probably hanging for dear life, and I'm stuck here with nowhere to go without risking my blooming life. If I wasn't upside down, I'd have you both for dinner," Oliver said with distaste in his voice.
"Good to know you're a psychopath and involving me, who had nothing to do with this," Romania replied, not really caring.
"It's not going to help getting everyone back home, if we sit here griping. I vow to fix this problem, but you're going to have to stay with me and let me carrying you around until you get back home," England told Oliver, who looked to the side.
"I know, I... I'm just worried," Oliver said, sighing sadly.
"I am too. Any one of my loved ones could be suck on the other side of the world and I won't know, if I'll ever see them again. We have to work together," England said as Oliver reluctantly nodded. There was a knock at the door and Romania turned on the crystal ball to see who was at the door.
"Hey England, you've got an angry Swiss that looks like he's going to murder you at the door," Romania said, resting his chin on the back of the chair.
"Bloody hell."
"No cursing!" Oliver snapped.
"Hey, I'd want to murder you too, if that were..." Romania said, then his eyes widened and began making a phone call before glaring at England with deadly eyes. "If Moldova is gone, I'm beating your British ass."
"Smashing," England sighed, then dragged his feet up the stairs as he heard another knock.
"Open the door, you prick!" England heard the angry Swiss shout.
"What is it with all you people and swearing!? Oh dear, I wish I had my swear jar," Oliver said.
"Hey kiddo! Sorry, England made a mistake, while doing a spell, and I was just making sure you were alright," Romania said happily, then looked up at England. "He's good!" He gave England a thumbs up as England made his way to answer the door.