I'm actually scared that Himiwari-chan will hit me if I don't update this.
Also, how did you guess what the small box did? I guess I'm not that vague...
Thank you for all the favorites~! They make me happy, knowing people like my story and want more.
Now, for the Russia chapter. I'll make this as messed up, yet logical as possible. At least, from Russia's point of view, or an insane person.
Which means it will make perfect sense to me. XD
Russia buried his face into his hands. He had so much paper work to do, it was giving his a monstrous headache. He longed to take a drink of his bacon vodka (he was experimenting) but knew if he did, he would just drink the whole damn bottle and go on a drunken rampage and hurt his little Baltic's again.
He stretched, he needed a break and decided to wander. Latvia was hiding under the stairs, which Russia knew, but decided to leave the boy alone.
Russia walked to the window, staring rather bored outside. Litva was opening the iron gate attempting to leave.
Did he tell Litva what the collar's box did? He couldn't remember if he did or not. If he didn't, then Litva was in a world of hurt. Russia chuckled as he heard Litva's agonized scream as he tried to leave the premises.
He refused to allow Litva run away again.
Not that Lithuania actually deserved the collar for trying to flee the room. He didn't understand why Litva WOULD run away. Russia was only trying to clean the cut he accidently made. Then Litva decided to panic and run. He knew Litva didn't like his way of cleaning the wounds (His little Litva had so many, especially on his back. Russia felt horrible about that, when he could remember what he did, at least.) and always let out a annoying scream whenever he was whipped, or cleansed in his delicious Russian water. But what if Litva hated the cleansing so much that he decided to run away and become 'independent' again? Russia hated when Litva did that, he truly hated punishing him for running away.
So he put the collar around Litva's neck so he could never run away again.
So he could never dream of running away again.
Besides if Litva, the strongest of the Baltic's, ran away. Then the others would gather the courage to run away too.
And just could not allow that to happen.
Russia watched Litva run inside, screaming something that he couldn't understand. Probably upset that he was trapped in Russia's premises. Unable to ever leave again.
Why would he want to anyways?
Oh well~! It's not like Litva could do anything about it. Litva should never leave. Litva belonged to HIM. No one else. Litva didn't even belong to himself. If Russia wanted to have his way with Litva right now, he could.
What would he do about it?
Russia giggled. He was happy now. Because even if Latvia and Estonia left him, Litva would always be there with him.
Forever.
Hmmm, where was Estonia?
Russia looked around his beautiful mansion. Wondering where Estonia was. He decided to go bother the other Baltic, somewhat in hopes he would do something stupid and Russia could relax by hitting him with a pipe.
He glanced out the window, catching a lucky eye of Estonia raking leaves.
Russia wandered outside, staring around the corner, watching him.
Estonia glanced around, and Russia quickly hid behind the corner.
A small six year old Russia stared out the window. Crisp cold air made golden leaves dance on the ground. The leaves looked absolutely so fun! He longed to go ask Tartar if he could go play in them, but he could practically hear Tartar's voice tell him
'No, that damn General Winter will come out and bring that damn frozen hell with him. Now, get out of my sight, you wretched beast.'
But maybe if Russia was quiet, he could play in the leaves. Then General Winter wouldn't come and Tartar wouldn't be of the wiser!
The leaves really did look fun...
Russia decided to break Tartar's rule and go have fun.
He opened the heavy, dry rotting door. Nearly going to explode from the excitement of playing in the leaves.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Russia let out a small scream as Tartar approached him, his hand raised, prepared to beat Russia for his disobedience.
And he did.
The wind began to howl, snow flurrying rapidly in the wind. General Winter was upon them, to torment them.
Russia cried as he was beat, and General Winter froze those tears to his face.
Russia woke up in the pile of leaves, with Estonia extending a hand. possibly to help him up.
"Ah, yes. You do that Estonia. I have work to attend to anyways." Russia wasn't even sure if that sentence followed whatever Estonia said, but he hoped it did.
Russia left quickly, feeling quite embarrassed at himself.
Whatever work he had to attend to could wait, he wished to speak to Litva.
Sorry for the shortness of this chapter, and that I didn't update yesterday! I was typing this up the moment I got home, but I never finished it! I have to go to school now, or this would be longer.
Please don't hate me.
BYEZ~!
