Whoo~! New chapter!

Thank you so, SO much for pointing the BP thing out. This story is NOT historical and is in NO WAY associated with the events in 1989. Still, I should not have included BP. I'm sorry if I confused you. And thanks for pointing it out~!

Anyway, enjoy! OH! And tell me how I did writing Russia. I've never written him before, so sorry if he's OOC. Please tell me if he is x3

The weeks went by without any worries. Russia was still on the lookout for his Baltics, but had yet to come searching around America's house. England was a great source of information from "the outside world" as America called it. Latvia was getting better and was able to help out around the house, although America made sure he did as little as possible.

A few weeks after the World Meeting, America had to go to a luncheon somewhere in New York City. He grumbled to himself about how stupid these things were as Lithuania helped him put on his tie.

"Is this for work?" Lithuania asked, pulling the tie tighter.

"Yeah," America groaned, "Just me and a room full of old people. It's going to be so boring! I honestly wish I could stay home, you know? But no! My boss said 'Alfred, you have to go to this. It's important you get to know these people.' Ugg! Can you believe that? I'm so pissed!" He looked at himself in the mirror and made a face. He was dressed in a black suit and an American flag tie.

"I'm sure it won't be that bad," Lithuania tried knowing that, yes; it was going to be super boring. Meetings like those always were. And if there were politicians in attendance, it was going to be horrible! Lithuania could only hope the energetic nation won't offend anyone.

America sighed and grabbed his nice black coat halfheartedly. He turned to face Lithuania one last time as though he would never see him again. And maybe he wouldn't. There was a 72.9% chance that he would die of boredom. The larger nation waved his hand in a solemn goodbye before shutting the screen door behind him.

Lithuania smiled to himself as he closed the larger wooden door and walked into the kitchen to clean the appliances. Estonia and Latvia were in the laundry room folding the laundry. It was just the three of them in the lonely house. It would only be for a little while, though, as England was supposed to come over for lunch and afternoon tea. America had called it 'Baltic Sitting' to which Lithuania and the other two Baltics had laughed and England had just glared.

Lithuania was almost done cleaning the kitchen when a powerful feeling came over him. His nose twitched and itched and he knew what was coming. He quickly threw up his arm and let a huge sneeze tumble into his elbow. Another one and then another one came as Estonia walked into the kitchen to take the garbage out.

"Feeling alright, Lithuania?" he asked with a touch of concern as he walked to the cabinet where the trashcan was located.

"I'm fine," Lithuania said. He looked up at Estonia and smiled.

"I hope you're not coming down with anything." Estonia gave him a worried look before pulling out the white garbage bag.

"Like I said; 'I'm fine!'" Lithuania told him as walked over to the sink to pick up a blue sponge. He began scrubbing the counter with all the elbow grease he could muster. Estonia paused for just a moment longer before taking the white bag and walking out the door. He returned a few moments later and shivered from the brisk winter air.

The day went on and soon all the Baltics had finished their chores. They sat on the long couch in the living room absently watching television. Halfway through a news cast, Lithuania let out a string of coughs and sneezes.

"Are you sure you're alright, Lithuania?" Estonia asked standing up prepared to get anything the older nation would need.

"It's probably just a cold," Lithuania replied, "Nothing to worry about." He shot Estonia a kind smile trying to rid the younger nation of any fears. If it was anything, it probably was just a small cold. But that fact didn't make him any less tired or his nose less stuffed up.

"I'll go make some hot chocolate," Estonia said smiling softly.

"I want some too!" Latvia called out. The other two laughed merrily as Estonia walked into the kitchen to start the hot chocolate.

A few minutes later, the Baltics were all under one large blanket happily sipping hot chocolate and watching some random movie on the American Movie Channel. Neither really cared about what the movie was; they were just happy to have each other. The three couldn't help but remember that in Russia, they were never treated like this. They would never have dared to sit and rest at Mr. Russia's. And if one of them had a cold, no one cared, especially not Russia. They still had to work regardless.

Only a little bit after they had all finished their hot chocolate, Lithuania fell asleep. He rested his head on Estonia's too tired to feel any embarrassment. Estonia's face went red when he realized that Lithuania had fallen asleep, but he soon became more comfortable and smiled.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Latvia jumped up to go to the door. Standing on his tip toes, he looked through the peephole. Emerald eyes looked up at him. "It's Mr. England!" Latvia called back. He unlocked the door and opened it. England stepped inside as Latvia jumped up and down with excitement.

"Hi, Mr. England!" Latvia greeted, "How are you? We've missed you! Liet is asleep, so you have to be quiet!"

"I'm doing well, thank you," England smiled placing a hand on the boy's head, "Lithuania's asleep?" He turned his head and saw Lithuania asleep on Estonia. Estonia blushed and nodded a greeting towards England. "Is he feeling alright?" England asked.

"He has a small cold," Latvia said, "Estonia says he'll feel better tomorrow."

"Ah, I see," England said his eyes darting around the house for a certain blonde haired blue eyes spunky American, "By the way, where is Alfred? He invited me over for tea today." The Brit's face turned sour as he began to realize that the younger nation was not there. England made his way into the living room and sat down on the arm chair.

"He had to go to a luncheon," Estonia explained, "He said he'd be back as soon as he could get out. It's for work, so he completely forgot about it until his boss called him last night to remind him."

"Ah, that git is always forgetting important date," England sighed, "So how have you all been holding up?"

"We're doing very well," Estonia told him, "Mr. Amer- I mean America has been nothing but kind to us. It's been a long time since we've experienced kindness such as this."

England smiled and nodded. "He's always been a little spacy and doesn't like to do work," he said, "Sometimes he can be a jerk and a little rude. But he's really, really nice. You're so lucky you have him to turn to."

"Well, it's 'cause of you, Mr. England!" Latvia told him, "You brought Liet to work for America and that's how they know each other. So when we were running away, we decided on America's house because Liet knew him so well!"

England nodded. "I thought it was a mistake bringing Lithuania to work for America," he recalled, "I thought that it would be no better than working for Russia. But I was wrong. They got along quite well."

"America's an amazing person," Estonia whispered.

"Yes, he is," England sighed. The four sat watching television for the next hour or so. Finally, there was a knock at the door and a tired, disgruntled American let himself in. He tossed off his already loosened tie and drifted over to the living room before collapsing on the couch. He opened his eyes a few minutes later and looked around the room. When his eyes landed on England's scowering face he jumped up and shot him a sheepish smile.

"Hey dude," he said, "Want some tea?"

"I wanted some tea two hours ago, Alfred," England growled, "But I was informed that you had a luncheon to go to that you forgot about."

"Oh, come on, Iggy! I'm sorry!" America pleaded, "It's not my fault… Well, it is, but it's still not completely my fault. My stupid boss made me go! So much punishment is almost dying from boredom, right?" He shot a winning smile at England who was trying his best to keep a straight face.

Unfortunately, the cuteness of America's puppy eyes was too much for the older nation. He broke into a soft smile despite himself. "Fine, go get me some tea, you git!" England told him.

America did a fist pump and jumped up. He turned to Estonia and Lithuania but paused when he saw Lithuania asleep. "Hey, is Liet alright?" he asked.

"He has a cold," Estonia told him, "He should feel better tomorrow."

America made an 'O' shape with his mouth and picked up the hot chocolate cups to bring into the kitchen. Estonia went red realizing that he should have picked them up right after they had finished. But the truth was, America didn't think anything of it as he went to make tea for England and coffee for himself.

While America was fixing the hot drinks, there was a knock at the door. He left the water boiling on the stove and walked into the living room. "Go jump into the hall closet," he told the Baltics, "I'll get rid of whoever it is quickly." Estonia nodded and picked Lithuania up in his arms. He and Latvia then made their way into the spacious hall closet leaving it open only a crack so they could see who it was.

America unlocked the door and pulled it open. His eyes widened at who was standing in his doorway. He almost slammed the door in his face, but the visitor placed his hand on the door to prevent him from doing so.

"Hello, Mr. America," he said, "You know where my Baltics are, da?"

"I don't know nor do I give a shit," America told him struggling to gain control of the door, "What do you want, Russia?"

"I want my Baltics," Russia replied a creepy smile plastered on his face, "And you have them. Give them to me now, da?"

"He doesn't have them," England said appearing at America's side, "We're just as worried as you are, but we have no clue as to their whereabouts. We'll help you look for them, if you'd like." His voice came out calmly and smoothly although he himself was not calm in the least. On the inside, England was shaking and he prayed that it wasn't showing.

"You have already helped me," Russia told them. He then shoved his way past America and England and entered the house. He looked around for a moment before locking eyes with the closet. The large nation marched over to the closet where the Baltics were hiding before America could stop him.

Estonia saw him coming and was trying to push Latvia behind him. The door flew open and Russia grabbed Estonia by the scruff of the neck and Latvia by the hair and began to drag them away. America's reflexes finally kicked in as he ran over to Russia. He released Russia's grip on Latvia who was now crying and tried to get Russia's large hand off of Estonia.

"Let them go, you bastard!" America was shouting. England had taken Latvia and was holding him tightly to prevent him from being dragged away.

Russia was still smiling as he pulled a simple metal pipe out of his coat. He held it up high and brought it down upon America's head. The sound was sickening and echoed off the walls. England gasped and Latvia stopped crying long enough to see America's reaction.

The nation flinched but refused to let go. Russia thought that America would have collapsed and had loosed his hold on Estonia. America used every ounce of strength he had to pry Estonia away from Russia. The force was enough to send them toppling to the ground.

"Is Liet alright?" America asked weakly the full force of the attack to the head finally beginning to take its toll. Estonia nodded as tears pricked in his eyes.

Russia was not going to leave without at least one of his Baltics. He picked up his pipe and began swinging wildly. There were no more shots to the head, but America and Estonia were hit with the metal weapon.

Poor Estonia tried to protect Lithuania as best as he could, but the Russian was too strong. He wordlessly pried the still sleeping nation out of Estonia's weak hands. He then smiled his creepy smile before turning and heading out the door. "Thank you, da?" he said, "I'll be going now. I'll be back for my others later." England abandoned Latvia to run after Russia, but was thrown into the couch by the massive nation.

"Wait! Get back here!" America called his voice heavy and tired.

"Lithuania!" Estonia cried. Latvia's sobs could be heard on the other side of the room as the large nation left taking the defenseless Lithuania with him.

England ran over to America and Estonia who were struggling to get up. Their bodies were bruised and bloodied and they were utterly exhausted. The two could not sit up it as darkness claimed them and they collapsed.

Excuse the typos OTL
I saved but it didn't go through Dx Thankfully I didn't make a whole lot of changes.

Anyway, I picked 72.9% because it was 9:27(am) when I wrote that line. I do little things like that sometimes x3

This was supposed to be a cute Valentines Day chapter. I... Uh... changed it a little. Just a little though x3

Lithuania is a heavy sleeper, huh. WHAT? He's gotta cold, alright Dx (that and I had no clue what to do with him... x3)
And I don't know WHY the Baltics like hot chocolate so much in my fic. It's just such an innocent drink; I mean coffee is so 'grown up' and tea is so 'refined.' Hot chocolate represents innocense... -_-' Alright I'll stop being a writer now x3

So, PLEASE review x3 It would be awesome if you did! I don't bite! And if I do accidentally, I have all my shots x3