Exactly 7 hours, 26 minutes and 26 seconds ago, Russia left the cottage.

Exactly 7 hours, 25 minutes and 45 seconds ago, I went too far.

Exactly 7 hours, 26 minutes and 26 seconds ago, I made a huge mistake.

Exactly…. This was dumb.

I was laying on my bed as I stared at the ceiling of my room. When Russia left, I wanted to go after him, but Ukraine stopped me. I freaked out, hissed at her, insulted her and ran to my room. I hadn't come out ever since. Ukraine did knock on my door, trying to enter, but I made a closed room. There was no way for her to enter my room. I had time to be on my own now.

Mentally, I was beating myself up for the actions of this morning. I scared Russia away, didn't I? And he still hadn't returned. Did the trip to this place really take about 3 hours, which would it make logical for him to stay away that long if he went out for groceries? I couldn't remember if it had, my memory was still being a dissapointment to me.

It had grown rather dark by now too. The wind was also howling. It sounded like there was a snow storm outside. Did the weather forecast say anything about that? Maybe, I didn't bother to check that before leaving.

That squirrel outside, hopefully it's safe in its little house.

Big brother, would he be staying at his place until the storm would be over?

Would he be on his way back to the cottage?

Would he even return in the first place?

….

What was I even doing? All I had been doing for the past hours was laying on my bed and worry about even the silliest things. Maybe I even spaced out for a moment again. But what else was there to do for me? Listen to the storm outside so I could space out again? No, I didn't feel like that. Well, there wasn't much else I could do in my room. Of course, I had a few apps on my phone, but all needed internet to play, and with a storm like this, no, in a rural place like this, connection probably wouldn't work out. All I could really think of was step out of my room and go downstairs. But then I would have to face Ukraine. What was I supposed to say to her? Was I supposed to say anything in the first place?

I didn't know.

But I stood up anyway and headed to the door. I probably had to let her know I was at least still alive, or at least still in the house. It's not like I would want her to stay here with an anxious feeling or anything along those lines. What I would say to her I could figure out quickly on my way downstairs. Maybe something like a soft ' hi' would be all right. Or a cool silence, to show-

" Ah…..!"

When I opened the door of my room it turned out Ukraine had been standing in front of it. Unluckily for her, the door opens her way and the way I open doors in my daily life may be a little too agressive, so it hit her.

She held her face, some tears already rolling down. It clearly hurt a lot.

Sh*t.

At that moment, I had a stressing feeling, this was definitely not how I wanted to greet her. So I took her with me, downstairs, and went on a search for an aid kit. Luckily, I found it quickly and thus managed to aid her. I had made her nose bleed a bit, but she further seemed fine.

We were sitting on the couch as I aided her, since that was most comfortable and warm. As I aided her, I couldn't help but get a feeling of guilt. Of course, I couldn't help that clumsy double D would be standing in front of my door, but it's not like I love seeing her in pain or anything.

I bit my lip. I had to say something, I really had to.

"…. Why do you have to be so clumsy, big sister?" Okay, I spilled, that was not how I wanted to start this conversation.

" I…..", she started, still with tears rolling down, " I don't know… I'm sorry."

I wasn't sure what to say on that. Nothing? An ' it's okay'? If only I could be a little better with words.

Silence.

" Thank you for aiding me, though….", Ukraine suddenly softly said.

I was quiet for a moment. " It's all right.. just stay away from doors from now on. Why were you there anyway?"

" I wanted to check on you again. You were really worrying me…"

Again this worrying attitude of hers. I could take care of myself, thank you very much.

" I'm not a little girl anymore, Ukraine, you should leave me be…" Or more ' us'.

Ukraine moved her legs a little and looked a bit away. I knew that deep inside she knew I was right, that she just had to let me cool down and let me do my thing, but she just couldn't resist it, could she? Was this just who she had become, or did she really care for me?

" I know I should…", Ukraine started, " but I don't like seeing you in a bad mood. Especially not when I know it's my fault… I know I suck, but I just…"

She couldn't go any further, more tears rolled down and her mind seemingly turned off. What was I supposed to do with this? I was feeling bad for hurting her, but now my own mind just went blank. This wasn't what I was used it could always get worse.

Then she started crying.

And it had gotten worse. Unsure of what to do, I patted her back. Oh, brother, why did you have to leave me with her….?!

And like that we stayed for a long time, she crying and I patting her back. It seemed like hours, how much water did that factory of hers even have? But at some point it finally stopped. Now it was just wiping and sniffing.

" T-thank you for the comfort, Belarus..", she smiled a little at me as she was still wiping.

I muttered a bit of a " you're welcome'. I still wasn't sure what to say. I couldn't deal with this. Even though I don't like seeing big brother with Ukraine, he at least knew how to deal with this Ukrainian wreck.

And he still wasn't in this room to help.

" I'm sure he'll be back tomorrow.. it's probably the storm.."

I looked at Ukraine, could she read my mind? Or was my face that much of an open book when it came to big brother?

" …. Do you really think so..?", I said in an insecure way. That was very new.

Ukraine nodded and layed her hand on my shoulder. " I'm very sure."

This was going a very weird way, for some reason I just got somewhat emotional and even felt the urge to hug Ukraine. Get a grip! What do Ukraine's tears contain, emotional gasses?!

I shrugged her hand of my shoulder. " Then I'll trust you on that one...'"

Although I probably hurt her a little by shrugging the contact away, she smiled a little. Just a moment ago she was crying, and now just the little things already made her happy. She was so..

" You're so strange", I spat out. That's wasn't supposed to be out loud. But it didn't seem like she heard it, or maybe she just ignored it. Both was fine, I guess.

" I have a little snack upstairs, if you'd like some", she said with a smile.

I shook my head. With her saying big brother would be back tomorrow, I wanted to go to bed so I could quickly see him again. Besides, I didn't accidentally want to show some pathetic behaviour of mine again. So, I stood up and headed my way out of the room.

" Until tomorrow. And don't say you suck, only I can say that"

" Sorry that I couldn't do what you expected, Belarus. Ukraine should've been right. She really should've been…."


I really hate how I myself get annoyed when peeps don't update their fanfiction, yet here I am waiting forever to update myself. Woops..