After I finished getting ready and left Kuma in Latvia and Sea land's care Ivan lead me down to the garage and opened up the passenger door (which opened up towards that ceiling) to a car I've never seen before. It was orange and its angles were smooth. Its headlights looked like eyes that could peer into your soul, all in all car freaks would love this.

"What do you call this?"

"Well it's called MaRussia."

"I like it." I get in and wait for the Russian to get in and drive so I can feel how smooth the car drives. When we get to the world market Ivan parks the car and quickly gets out so he can open the door for me. "You know you don't have to do that."

"Yes I do, you are my date. Plus I feel like it." I swooned a little bit at his words, sure they didn't sound too romantic but they were. As Ivan's paw grasped my mitten a warm blush grew on my face. "Aw Matvey looks so adorable when he is blushing." And as if by magic my blush increased and I felt tomato red.

"AMERICA DON"T YOU DARE GO OVER THERE! YOU DAMN WANKER! AMERICA!" England's voice echoed through the crowd.

"Uh oh I think my brother has caught us." I whisper quietly.

"Da, What a nuisance." He sighed

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING WITH MY BROTHER YOU DAMN COMMIE?"

"Stupid American, I'm not communist anymore."

"DON'T LET HIM TRICK YOU MATTIE, HE'S TELLING YOU LIES!"

"Would you please lower your voice people are starting to stare." I say

"Fine but he's going to invade you."

"Already did." The Russian mumbles.

"WHAT WAS THAT YOU DAMN COMMIE BASTARD?"

"I'm not communist anymore and would you please quiet down."

"Finally I caught up to you." An out of breath England rushes up behind America, "Would you please leave them alone."

"Why, I want to protect my bro."

"If you don't leave them alone I won't do the," England leans into America's ear "with my…..and put my…..and let you…where the…with the whip…and your…..goes up …with the…..and we….with the whipped cream and cherries." And as England was saying the whole thing you could gradually see America's face grow red with embarrassment and excitement. Britain just looks away before anyone could see his face.

"Well see ya later dudes. And be careful Mattie." With that America skips away happier than a school girl.

"Thank you England" I say.

"You're welcome kid and do be careful. Not with who you chose to be with but what you do." With that he winked and let us be.

"That was interesting."

"As long as we don't bump into Papa I'm fine." But I cursed myself once those words were out because France was coming this way.

"Mon fils chéri."

"I'm not your darling boy."

"Oh why do you hurt your Papa's feeling this way? So Russia is the one you have set your eyes on. Quite a catch but I would have gone for someone less scary, but at least he'll protect you."

"Papa! Don't be rude!"

"I'm not being rude, just being straight forward. So let's check him out." France circles around Ivan a couple times, "Mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm, yea, I got it."

"Not to be rude but you got what?"

"You are ABSOLUTELY perfect for Mon petit garcon."

"PAPA! You are embarrassing me." I wined. Ivan just took my in his arms and held me close away from France's eyes.

"Fine, I know when I'm unwanted; I'll just leave you two love birds alone. Don't be strangers and Matthew?"

"Yes papa."

"Don't be afraid to ask me on advice about l'amour." He winked and blew us a kiss goodbye.

"Are we going to have anymore interruptions?"

"I hope not." Our prayers were answered and there were no more interruptions. We enjoyed a nice dinner at an Italian restaurant. I ordered spaghetti and Ivan ordered steak rare. The poor Italian looked like he was going to be sick so a German had to give Ivan his plate. As I was eating my spaghetti some of the sauce got on my cheek and Ivan leaned over and licked it off. I blushed and bit my lip but continued eating. After dinner we walked around the park holding hands and ate Japanese green tea ice cream and pocky in front and made a wish with the wishing well. Once I threw my quarter in Switzerland and Liechtenstein walked by.

"Brover? Can we make a wish?

"No Lillie, it is a waste of money."

"Oh, well in that case, couldn't we use something else?"

"No, that's not the point of the wishing well, you are suppose to through in some coin for a wish." Switzerland gazed off to space and blushed a little bit, "No you idiot that won't do."

"Big brover? Are you alright?"

"Oh, yea, sorry. Just….here have this coin, make a wish." Then Switzerland mumbled to himself something that sounded like, why won't that stupid Austria get out of my head? I don't like him. After that we strolled back to the car and shared a kiss before going back to his house. "Today was amazing, thank you."

"You're welcome Matvey ^.^" The drive home wasn't long but I still fell asleep in the car and Ivan had to carry me into bed.

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So the car is on this website /2008/12/19/another-russian-car/#more-2176, if you can't tell I know absolutely nothing about cars but this chapter was kind of fun to type and it put me into a good mood. Please review my lovely dears oooooo translation notes

Mon fils chéri- my darling son

Mon petit garcon- my little boy

Is it sad that I could hear Liechtenstein and Switzerland's voices?