Author's Note: Hello again. I've been receiving amazing feedback from people and I would love to thank you all. I have been told that my chapters are too short. I agree, so I tried to look over and see what else I could add. Sadly they didn't get much longer, but I promise longer chapters in the near future. So I'm posting three chapters. I hope you enjoy. :)
Chapter 4
I fell on my knees. Russia smiled happily and let go of Austria. Austria looked dumbstruck.
"Hungary, no! How could you?" I couldn't answer him. I didn't understand what just happened.
"Come with me, my love." Russia held out his arm. I took it and followed him, I was a bit confused, and felt like I've just entered a trance.
"NO, HUNGARY! NO!" I heard Austria cry, but I was still too shocked to do anything, and followed Russia out the door.
It was a long walk to Mr. Russia's house. When we finally got there, he let go of me, and I fell to the ground again. I looked around. On my left was a long endless hallway with abstract paintings with vibrant shades of blue and purple following the path, on my right was a worn, wooden staircase that led to the next floor. I looked in front of me and saw four other countries, staring at me. The first one on my right, was average size, wore a green military uniform and had hair that was long enough to reach his shoulders. His expression showed worry, as if he wanted to warn me that something scary was behind me.
"H-hello," he stuttered. "W-welcome t-to Mr. R-Russia's house, M-m-m-mrs. H-hungary. I am L-lithuania. C-call me by L-Lithu."
Did I hear him right? Did he just call me "Mrs."? I looked to the left of him, there stood a teenaged boy, in a red uniform, terrified. Before I could ask him his name, a very tall, slender man with sandy brown hair and glasses approached and said:
"Pardon me, my little friend here, doesn't talk much. He's been punished a lot in the past for being a bit… too smart. His name is Latvia, and I, I am called Estonia." he took my hand, helped me up, and kept my balance.
"Hmph." said the last person standing in front of me. She was female, had a flowing dark purple maiden dress, and wore a bow on top of her long blond hair. She was giving me a dirty look.
"Oh, yes, this is Belarus. She's Russia's little sister." Estonia leaned closer to me and whispered "I would stay away from her if I were you. She loves her brother more than what a sister should. She's a bit..."
"Stay away from big brother." Belarus interrupted, and left. I blinked. Looking at the countries, I wondered if I was going to be able to live and safely in this house.