Charatcers:
Arthur 'England' Kirkland
Ivan 'Russia' Braginski
Alfred F. 'America' Jones
Pairings; RusAme
Summary; Ivan has a giant wooden sunflower.
Arthur raises an eyebrow at Ivan. "Now, Braginski, I know you get sad when your sunflowers die, but this is a whole new level of strange. Even for you."
Ivan pouts, turning the giant wooden sunflower around. The head is about as broad as Ivan's shoulders, with petals the size of his head nailed to the back. It's painted in orange and yellow, and Alfred has drawn a smiley face on the head in black Sharpie.
"It was not my idea," Ivan whines, "My boss gave it to me."
"That's nice of your boss." Not a sentence Arthur had expected to say to Russia.
"No! It is very heavy. He said if I keep taking my sunflowers to meetings, I will have to carry sunflowers all the time!"
Arthur frowns. "But… giant sunflowers instead?"
Ivan nods, "It is normal in Russian military."
"Giant… sunflowers?"
"No!" Ivan giggles, "Giant props. If you are caught on your phone, you carry giant wooden phone. If you forget your rifle, you carry giant rifle!"
"I like the sound of a giant rifle," Alfred says.
"You bloody would." Arthur grumbles.
"So, your boss is starting to punish you by making you carry big things?" Alfred asks.
Ivan nods.
"So… out of interest… what would you have to carry if your boss found out about… y'know… us?"
Ivan drops the sunflower in shock, one of the petals breaking against his foot.
Poor Ivan.
Short, sweet, found on tumblr. Link to a post from a military photographer's blog in the profile.
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