Chapter 7 is up! Enjoy.

Hetalia does not belong me (it would be really awesome if it did though, almost as awesome as Prussia!)

Sealand shivered as he trudged through the snow. He really should have brought a coat and some boots. He was going to Russia after all, why didn't he think about the weather? It was about twenty degrees outside and snowing heavily and all Sealand had on was his sailor's suit. Not a good outfit for a Russian winter if you ask me.

Finally, after Sealand felt like he was about to die of frostbite (he wasn't really frostbitten, but, Sealand can be a drama queen, or is it drama king since he's a boy? Whatever), he finally reached Russia's house. Relieved that the stairs were free of snow, Sealand ran up the stairs and knocked loudly on the door. As he heard someone from inside approaching the door, Sealand suddenly felt a little nervous. Why didn't he think this through? Maybe Latvia was right, maybe he should just turn back and try something else.

As Sealand considered this the door opened. Too late for that idea, Sealand thought as he stared up at the now open door. Russia stood there, straight and tall, making Sealand tremble with fear.

Russia looked around. Someone had knocked on his door but he didn't see anyone. He was about to close the door when he glanced downwards. A small boy in a sailor's suit was standing there. He was covered in snow and was staring down at his shoes. It looked like as if he was trying to hide himself. It definitely wasn't working.

"Privyet." Russia said in his cheerful but creepy voice. "How can I help you?" The boy suddenly looked up at him and Russia made a mental gasp. It was Sealand. What was Sealand doing here?

Sealand lokked up as he suddenly heard Russia speak to him. He thought he wouldn't be noticed and would be able to leave and try something else. But no, he had to notice him at the last second.

"H-hi, R-Rus-sia." Sealand stammered. "I came to ask you s-something."

"Why don't you come in?" Russia said, smiling. "You look cold." He motioned for Sealand to come in.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Sure." Sealand said as he slowly entered. He only got more nervous as he saw Russia close the door and lock it. Why did he have to lock it?

Russia seemed oblivious to Sealand's nervousness. "Would you like some hot chocolate? It might warm you up."

Sealand hesitated. It might be rude to say no and hot chocolate did sound nice right now. "Okay." Sealand said.

Russia smiled wider as he turned towards the kitchen. "Excellent. I promise you my hot chocolate is very good."

Sealand watched as Russia dissapeared into the kitchen. He suddenly noticed his legs were getting tired. All that trudging through snow really exhausted him. He needed to sit.

Sealand looked around him. He could see a room at the other side of the hall. It looked like the dining room with it's table and chairs. Sealand went to the dining room and sat down. He could hear Russia fumbling around in the kitchen. While he waited, he started to go over what he was going to say to Russia in his head. He was feeling more relaxed now.

A few minutes and two cups of hot chocolate later, Russia and Sealand were seated at Russia's dining room table. They sat across from each other in an awkward silence. Russia broke it though, not noticing the awkwardness of it.

"So, what have I done to deserve this visit from you?" He asked in all politeness.

"I need to ask you something." Sealand replied, feeling a little confident. "I have been pretty busy the last few days taking over the world and all." Sealand paused as Russia raised an eyebrow. "Now, I've been pretty successful so far but there's just one problem."

"And what would that be?" Russia asked curiously.

"I don't have any allies." Sealand stared at Russia waiting for an answer.

"Impressive." Russia murmured, not noticing Sealand's stare. Russia thought for a few minutes while Sealand waited. It eventually turned into another awkward silence, well, according to Sealand. Finally, Russia looked up with a suspicious smile. Sealand didn't even notice his smile, he was just happy he was finally getting a response.

"If your asking me to be your ally, my answer is yes." Sealand's face lit up with joy. "But, on a condition."

"Yeah, sure." Sealand said quickly. "Whatever you want."

Russia pulled a paper out and placed it on the table. Sealand looked at it. It was in Russian so he couldn't read it.

"This is a contract." Said Russia. "It's in Russian so I'll just tell you what it says." He stopped and waited for any objections from Sealand. When none came, he continued. "The terms of this condition state that if I'm to be your ally, I get a say in your war plans."

Sealand thought about it for a minute. Was that all Russia was asking? To have a say in his war plans? Just to be his ally? This is totally not what Sealand expected. If anything, it was beneficial for him. He could use someone with experience to help him take over the world. He wasn't so familiar with war himself but this guy definitely was.

"I don't mind." Sealand said. Russia smiled again with that suspicious smile of his and handed the contract and a pen over to Sealand. "Just sign here." He said, pointed to the bottom of the page.

Sealand looked at the contract. It looked a lot more professional than his contracts. Maybe Russia could help him with that to.

Sealand smiled and signed the paper. Soon, the world would get his revenge and the little micronation of Sealand would be no more, in a good way.

Russia smiled as Sealand signed the paper. This was going to be good.

oh, what's Russia up to? Hope you enjoyed it. And thank you all so much for all your reviews and favs/follows. This is my first fanfic so you're all really motivating me to keep this up. Thanks.

-dkfan24