She didn't care for what others thought of her. They could go on about how weird or creepy she was. It all meant nothing to hero. All that matter to her was her big brother.
It would always be the same.
As her big brother would leave the room, she would go after him. Side comments would be heard. But as always. She didn't care for their comments. She just wanted to be with her brother.
However, today went different then it usually did.
Once her brother left the room she went to follow him but...
"You're really pretty, Miss Belarus."
Belarus turned to see a young girl standing there, smiling at her. She had short blonde hair and a ribbon on the side of her head. She was probably lying. Most people would do that to her, so she just ignore the little girl and left to go find her brother.
But for some strange reason, this wasn't the last time she interacted with the girl.
It was lunch time.
Belarus couldn't find her brother so she ate alone, like she usually would do. But that same girl came over to her.
"Hello Miss Belarus!"
She looked up to see that girl's smiling face. It was soft and sweet, but she didn't care for it. Not in the slightest.
"I hope you don't mind if I eat with you today."
Belarus just point toward the seat without saying anything. Liechtenstein took this as a sign she could and sat across from Belarus.
The nest day was the same.
Liechtenstein would come and eat with her and give complements to Belarus. She didn't care for any of it since it wasn't her big brother, but she was now getting use to it.
She hated it.
"Miss Belarus, may I ask you something?"
Belarus stared at her food, but nodded to the young girl.
"Why do you always chase Mr. Russia?"
Belarus stood and pointed a knife toward Liechtenstein throat. "Because big brother and I will be together. We were made for each other. If everyone else leaves big brother, I'll be there for him. I'll always be there for big brother."
Liechtenstein didn't flinch as the knife was pointed toward her. Belarus was a bit surprised at that.
Instead of screaming or yelling, making rude comments or anything, Liechtenstein just smiled her sweet, soft smile at her.
"I see," she said. "Mr. Russia is lucky to have a sister like you then."
Belarus grinned her knife tightly, but sat back down and continued to eat her meal. To which Liechtenstein did the same.
For a few moments there was nothing but silence.
Belarus decided to speak up. "Why didn't you scream?"
Liechtenstein looked up from her meal, looking a bit confused. "Pardon?"
"When I pointed that knife toward you, why didn't you flinch or scream or yell, or anything. You just smiled... So, why?"
Giving off her sweet smile, she replied. "Because I know Miss Belarus is a kind person. You wouldn't hurt me, I know you wouldn't."
Belarus looked at the girl for a long time. She didn't know what to think of this girl anymore. Perhaps she was a nuisance, just a bother.
She took her mind off of it and continued to eat.
Belarus sat in the park.
She lost big brother again. He would always somehow lose her. But she'll find him eventually. She always did.
"Miss Belarus!"
It was that girl again.
Belarus turned to see Liechtenstein running toward her with a basket in hand. She was smiling and waving toward her. It was strange. Not many people actually did that sort of things to her.
She made her way over. "Miss Belarus, I didn't think I would see you here."
She had such a soft, kind expression.
"I was planning on having a picnic, would you like to join me?"
Such a kind, nice girl. Belarus didn't know what to think of her, but she joined anyway.
The two sat on the ground eating the snack Liechtenstein made.
"Is it to your liking, Miss Belarus?"
Belarus glanced at her for a moment, but nodded.
"I'm glad."
They ate in silence for the rest of the picnic. It was getting late and she needed to go.
"That was really fun, Miss Belarus!" Her smile, so sweet. "I hope we can do this again sometime!" She was so kind. "Goodbye, Miss Belarus!"
Belarus watched as she left from her sight.
She didn't go after her brother after this, she decided she would go home. She knew she'll most likely see that girl again tomorrow, and the day after.
She didn't know what to think of the girl.
But she thinks she was starting to like her.