Wow… More of you read that last chapter than I was expecting. I thought it would be about two people actually reading it. Thank you! :D

"Hey Sealand?"

"Yes Latvia?"

"What was B-B-Belarus saying to you at the meeting?"

They were sitting on the edge of Sealand's country, dangling their feet off the edge in the way that children do. It appeared a peaceful scene, but Sealand could tell that something was wrong. Latvia rarely stuttered when Sealand was around, so seeing his friend in such a state as this worried him. The only reason Sealand had heard Latvia stutter was because of Russia, and Belarus wasn't Rus-

Latvia noticed the expression on Sealand's face change, and was concerned by the long pause he was taking.

"O-oh! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you S-sealand. It's okay if you don't want to talk about her." Latvia stuttered out.

"It's okay, Latvia. I was just trying to think of how to explain it." Sealand replied. "Well… First Belarus told me I was in her seat, then she threw my name plate. After that she told me I wasn't cool enough to hang out with her brother, but then Russia made her go sit down."

"R-Russia saved you? A-are you sure?"

"I wouldn't call it saving me. I wasn't really in any danger."

Latvia made a noise that sounded like a cross between a whimper and a chuckle.

"I wasn't! The worst she did was threatening me a little, and usually England says worse stuff than she did."

Latvia made a noise a bit closer to a laugh. "What did she say to you anyways?"

"I couldn't understand most of it, but I think she kept calling me a… Ребёнок?"

Latvia gave a real laugh at that point.

"What?! What does it mean?"

"It's Belarusian. It means 'child.' It's quite a fitting name for you Sealand."

"Hey!" Sealand whined while Latvia giggled. "I'm gonna get you for that one!"

Latvia would have responded to that comment, but he was too busy being tackled by his friend Sealand.

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It simply wasn't fair. It was not, in any way, fair. It was obvious that the boy was trying to steal Russia away from her. Her big brother swore it was purely a diplomatic meeting, but Belarus could see it. The boy Canada was trying to steal him from her, and Russia didn't see it. She had no choice but to threaten Canada.

Her brother was not happy when he walked into the room and found her knives pinning Canada's clothing to the wall. Actually, he was quite upset. He was so angry that he had told Belarus that she couldn't live at Russia's house anymore.

In addition to that, Belarus was unable to return to her house in Minsk. It had been damaged over the winter and she was having it repaired. She was pretty much homeless for the week it would take for her house to be finished. Wonderful.

She pulled out her phone, trying to think of someone she could call who would let her stay over. America was too loud and hated brother Russia. Lithuania was far too favored by Russia. Ukraine was too much of a crybaby and would probably start crying when she heard what had happened. Who else would let her stay? She stuck her hand in her pocket, and felt an odd scrap of paper. Belarus pulled it out and looked at it. It was the picture that Sealand had drawn. She checked the backside again, and gave another attempt at trying to read the message on the back. After several minutes, she gasped. Belarus had figured out what it had said.

"Maybe we can be friends?"

Friends? That was not a word many used around her. Brother and sister called her Natalya, or sometimes Bela. America had called her "Brat." Poland called her "Nattie Bel" because the сука knew it annoyed her. Everyone else called her Belarus.

Except for Sealand, the Ребёнок. Sealand was trying to call her a friend.

Belarus dialed the number into her phone. She had no better option. Staying on the street for the week would ruin the dress Vanya had gotten for her.

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Sealand was bored. Latvia had left for his home hours ago, and now he had nothing to do. He considered calling Britain just to annoy him, but he decided not to. It wouldn't have been that fun anyways.

He started thinking about Belarus. He wondered why Latvia was so scared of her. Maybe giving her his phone number wasn't such a good idea. Maybe Belarus was even meaner that he had thought she was!

Suddenly, his phone rang. The number wasn't one he recognized, but Sealand answered the phone anyways.

"Hello! Who is this?"

"Прывет Sealand. This is Belarus."

"B-Belarus?"

"Da. I must ask a favor of you, Ребёнок."

A favor of him? This couldn't be good.

"W-What is it Belarus?"

"I need to stay at your house for a week. Don't ask why."

Stay? At his house? This was not good! She could murder him in his sleep.

"S-sure Belarus."

Why did he say that? Darn it! Now she was going to come and kill him!

"Thank you… friend."

Did she just call him a friend? Was this a good thing or a bad thing? He didn't have time to ask. Belarus had hung up already.

Sealand wondered what had caused Belarus to as to stay with him. Latvia said she was really scary. He hoped she wasn't coming to kill him. He really hoped that she wasn't coming to kill him.

Awww… Sealand and Latvia make such cute friends.

Belarus is violent. Poor Canada!

Latvia tainted Sealand's mind, and now he's afraid! Oh no!

TRANSLATIONS:

Ребёнок: Child

Сука: Bitch

Прывет: Hello.