OMG I GOT MY COMPUTER BACKKK! This chapter was originally six but it is now seven! This is the author's note I wrote originally…wanna here it? Here it goes!
Hey! I hate waking up early for school…my mom calls me a sleep deprived child…THAT'S NOT TRUE!- *passes out on laptop*
Matthew:… should we do something…I mean she has to write the story eh?
Ivan: I agree with Matvey
Francis: I KNOW WHAT TO DO MES AMIS! WE RAPE HER!
Me: *wakes up holding Ivan's pipe* what were you saying about raping me Francis? I mean I can ALWAYS make you get kicked around shitless by Marisol and maybe get your Eiffel tower chopped off. I like that idea, don't you?
Francis: O.O
Matthew: Who's Marisol? Eh whatever… let's just get on with the story right Ivan?
Ivan: GIVE ME BACK MY PIPE СУКА!
It turns out I really want that pipe. What Ivan called me last means bitch in Russian. Love you too Ivan, love you too…


Chapter Seven

It wasn't planned for Natalia to comfort Alfred. But then again it wasn't planned for him to watch a horror movie. Or for a really weird night…okay maybe it was, but those two say it wasn't.

Natalia was sleeping in Ivan and Matthew's bedroom since there was only one guestroom and she didn't want to sleep on the couch. Of course she could always put on 'pants' and tell Alfred that he was sleeping on the couch, but she didn't want to deal with him. As she lay down, she noticed her pillow smelt like maple syrup. Gross…that was definitely Matthew's side of the bed. Natalia rolled over onto the other side and it smelt like Ivan. You didn't know this, but to his younger sister mostly, Ivan smelt very nice…like a mixture of sunflowers, vodka, and butterscotch. Ah heaven she thought. Just remember this girl is pretty crazy, oh yeah you knew that, well just reminding you!


Everyone pees right? That's what Alfred wanted to do for the past two hours. Unfortunately he wanted to watch that stupid movie Paranormal Activity. The writer of this story told him not to watch it because it was stupid. Oh wait he wasn't supposed to speak about the writer right now because it wasn't the author's notes! Great! Now Alfred forgot his lines. What'll he do now? Alfred was mad and banged his hands against his lap. He was mad at himself but her forgot about all of that when he heard footsteps.

OH NO! SOMETHING'S GOING TO GET ME Alfred screamed in his mind. He ducked under the covers. No! I'm the HERO! Hero's don't hide! I'll go see what it is. But he was too scared to get up. Then he heard a thud. Now was his chance!

Alfred got up from his bed and left his bedroom. He saw Natalia getting up from the ground. Boy was he wrong…and what was she wearing? He looked at her again and saw her wearing a grey tank top and purple boxers with a bunch of creepy smiling flowers.

"Crap…" Natalia mumbled looking sleepy as hell and then saw Alfred. "Oh hey…you want to go to the bathroom first?"

"Uh…no you can go first…" he replied eyeing the boxers.

"Oh this…I think it's cute. Ivan got it for my birthday a couple years ago." He did remember Matthew telling him a while back about this creepy ass birthday present Ivan got for Natalia…

"Well…have fun going to the bathroom. I'll just wait out here…alone…in the dark…" Alfred said swaying back and forth as she walked into the bathroom.

"Alfred, are you scared of the dark?" Natalia asked when she got out.

"No! It's just, I watched a horror movie and I'm afraid to fall asleep. Can you stay with me?" he questioned. Natalia sighed.

"Fine, but it's only because you're being a wimp, and so you can get a good night's rest."

"Sweet, but I really have to use the bathroom" Alfred told her as he ran into the bathroom, peed for a few seconds, flushed the toilet, washed his hands and got out. Natalia started walking back to the room she was staying in. Alfred stood there.

"Well are you going to come or what? There is no way I'm going to where you're staying it'll make it sound like you defeated me. Plus you won't speak about it ever again if you're sleeping in your brother's bed." Natalia told him as she started dragging him to the bedroom. She laid down on the side that smelt like Ivan and obviously Alfred ended up a little too close to her and she ended up pushing him closer to Matthew's maple syrup scented pillow.

"It smells weird…"

"That's why I'm sleeping on Ivan's side"

"His pillow probably smells like blood…crazy commie" Alfred mumbled.

"I think it smells sweet. And it's not blood, blood smells salty. So I just lay here until you fall asleep?"

"Yeah… hey Natalia?"

"Hm?"

"Doesn't it feel weird…knowing that our brothers had sexual intercourse in this very bed in which we are lying on?" that question made her jump.

"THAT IS SO DISGUSTING! They would obviously change the sheets!"

"Yes…but doesn't this bed feel…lumpy?" He questioned.

"YOU ARE GROSS!" Natalia shouted getting up out of bed. She realized the bed was lumpy, but still this was such a gross topic to speak about. "How could you speak of our brothers having sex? You know while we're speaking of this I bet that's what's going on right now in their Caribbean hotel."

"Woah…wait that's why they left? I thought it was 'cause they wanted alone time-OH MY GOD OUR BROTHERS ARE HAVING SEX!" Alfred shouted.

"Shut up! Do you want to wake the kids up?" Natalia questioned. Alfred shook his head no. "Well obviously we can't sleep in this room since all you did was complain. Alfred, I have something for you. You said you wanted a bra earlier today right?" Alfred's face lit up with joy as Natalia gave him a bra with red maple leaves on it.

"I never thought you'd worship maple…" Alfred said.

"I don't. That's not my bra." She replied.

"Then whose is it?" Alfred complained.

"Your brother's." Natalia said simply. Alfred gagged and tossed it somewhere in the room. Natalia then started walking into the guestroom where Alfred was to be staying. Alfred followed her in a tow.


"Hey Natalia! Whose iPod is this?" Alfred asked her while Natalia was slicing up vegetables because she wanted to torture Alfred with their lunch, salad.

"Hm…give it to me for a second." She replied to his question. Natalia took it and started scrolling quickly through not paying attention to the song titles. She saw Russian letters. "It's obviously my brother's."

"I wonder what that commie listens to. Let's plug it in!" Alfred suggested an idea that the woman actually agreed with. She plugged it into the iPod dock and soon the kitchen was filled with Russian pop with singers like, Tina Karol, t.A.T.u, Света, Alla Pugacheva, and a lot more.

"Oh I love this song!" Natalia yelled as Alla Pugacheva's Bud Ili Ne Bud came on. Natalia started twirling around the kitchen and singing along. Alfred hasn't really seen the side of Natalia that didn't want to stab him. Well he did deserve it some of the times but his silly little comments didn't have to turn into a knife by the throat right?

"Dance with me." Natalia said to him and she grabbed his arms and started dancing around with him while she was giggling like a child. Natalia remembered when she was younger she and Ivan would dance along to Alla Pugacheva. She felt like a child again, and when she was a child she felt free. So pretty much, Natalia felt free.

"Natalia…why are you dancing with me?" Alfred asked her.

"Because I like the song…don't you like dancing with me?" Natalia asked and stopped spinning and looked at Alfred.

"It's not that I don't like dancing with you… it's just that twenty minutes ago you wanted to stab me."

"I have a different personality when music is playing. You know I am a dancer. Plus I think you deserve an apology for the way I acted."

"You're apologizing?"

"Yeah… I guess I am." Natalia said. She stopped dancing.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing… you remember our talk from last night?"

"Um…yeah…how could I not?" Alfred replied as he sat down in a chair.

"How much intercourse can make the bed lumpy?" she questioned. His eyes widened.

"WHY WOULD YOU ASK SOMETHING LIKE THAT!" Alfred choked out. Natalia shrugged and started chopping vegetables again. Jamie came into the kitchen and stared at Alfred.

"You didn't play with me yet. Why didn't you play with me? I thought you loved me Uncle Alfred! I thought you loved me!" Jamie shouted. Alfred stared at the child in disbelief. Natalia smirked. Alfred groaned and got up to go play with the wild child. That's exactly what he was called when he was little…HE KNEW THAT IVAN AND MATTHEW'S CHILDREN WEREN'T ADOPTED! TAKE THAT SCIENCE!

Unity bumped into Alfred.

"Hey, you have plans today or do you want to join or game of war?" he asked.

"I'm going over a friend's house Uncle Al. I heard you and Aunt Natalia slept together last night." His face went blank.

"Not the way you wish you did. You really shouldn't have watched the movie…I heard it sucked from a friend (A/N: PSH IT WAS ME!). Obviously I didn't actually know, I assumed since Jamie was already asleep and I was also."

"How'd you know I watched the movie then?"

"I saw recent purchases on demand. I guessed it was you since you are the only one willing to watch it in this house."

"Well what if psycho knife wielding bit- I mean your aunt watched it…" Alfred spoke tugging at his collar.

"No. We were watching television in Ivan and Matthew's room. We went to bed around the same time and I heard you screaming in the living room." Unity replied, "You're a scaredy cat."

"No way! I'm the hero! Hero's don't get scared foolish child. Anyway which friend are you seeing today?" Alfred changed the subject.

"Xan-Xan."

"Who?"

"Alexander. I call him Xan-Xan."

"YOU ACTUALLY TOOK MY ADVICE ABOUT THE SKYPE THING FROM YESTERDAY! CRAP I'M GOING TO GET BEATEN TO A BLOODY PULP!" Alfred shrieked. Natalia who was in the kitchen ignored him.

"No…Xan-Xan is just a friend…seriously where do you find these people?" she muttered.

"Then why did you give him such a girly nickname? Hmm?"

"Because everyone calls somebody with the name Alexander or Alexandra, Alex. I wanted to be different so I call him Xan-Xan. Not much to it Uncle Al. You should play with Jamie, he's really pissed you haven't played a game with him yet."


So that was Chapter Seven! I didn't have to type much since I wrote most of the chapter before the crash. Alla Pugacheva does make some good music, and another one I like is Eto Lubov. Search it. She and Maxim Galkim made good music (not the dirty way…if there is a dirty way to think of it…) Anyway expect to see my story Make You Mine…Again up soon. It contains a female Russia and Canada love story, France's evil mind, Arthur's drunkness, America's oblivious(ness?), the Bad Touch Trio, NON-Psycho Belarus, and more… did I make it seem very humor like? Well there's going to be humor, DRAMA, and RRROOOMMMMAAANNCCEEE!
Ivan: she's making me a lady?
Me: YOU ONLY SPEAK OF THIS STORY AND THIS STORY ONLY! Okay? I'm just excited that I have my laptop back! XDDDD anyway…I'M SORRY FOR YELLING AT YOU! *clings to Ivan* PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
Alfred: Doesn't she remind you of someone…just not as crazy…? *cough*Belarus
Me: … okay that's it time to lose the Washington monument/Florida.
Alfred: O.O I LIKE MY FLORIDA!
Me: Yes…well your Florida wants to move on and be studied in a laboratory now…okay?
Alfred: HELP ME! SHE'S GUNNA TAKE MEH FLORIDA!
Ivan: even though this writer is obsessed with me…(somewhat) I enjoy her harassing the Capitalist Pig. Remember to review, and don't forget about the New story coming soon! There weren't any translations this chapter except for the name of an artist! Bye!~ :D

Translations:
Света- Sveta (Russian (Russian Singer))