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That sounded a little like Sealand, didn't it? ACKNOWLEDGE ME!
It was raining when her plane finally arrived in London. Belarus wondered if it was a sign, telling her how depressing her time away from Russia would be. She sighed; it was still going to be at least an hour before she arrived at Sealand's place. The young "nation" would cheer her up though. It would be a fun challenge to see how long it took her to make him piss his pants…
With that thought in mind, she walked around the busy airport. The person she had hired to take her to the Sealand's place hadn't shown. She hadn't expected him to either. She wanted to find someone to take her to her destination, but it didn't look like she was going to accomplish that. Belarus almost gave up her search and called for a taxi, but something stopped her; a blonde, well-dressed something.
England was sitting on a bench nearby.
Belarus walked up to him and sat down on the bench. England didn't seem to notice her. He was too busy conversing at the air beside him.
"You're right, Flying Mint Bunny. I bet America's brain is shrinking."
"Talking to your imaginary friends again? Tsk, and about your boyfriend too. Imagine what America will do when he finds out what you said."
"B-BELARUS! What the hell are you doing here? How long have you been sitting there?!"
"I'm visiting a friend of mine. Sealand is letting me stay at his place for the week. I've been waiting here long enough to give Idiot some very… interesting information about what his boyfriend thinks of him."
"Why are you visiting Seala- AMERICA IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!"
"Whatever you say, England. It makes no difference to me who you choose to fuck; though I would have thought you might have picked someone with a bit more intelligence."
England gave no response to that, so Belarus assumed she had won the argument.
"I have a favor to ask of you. I suggest you agree to it."
"Why should I?"
"Because Caterpillar Brows, it's the gentlemanly thing to do. And if you don't, I'll let America know what you said about him. Everything you said about him."
England paled at that remark. He obviously didn't realize that Belarus hadn't actually heard anything important, but she wasn't going to let him know that. She still needed a ride.
"W-what do you need me to do?"
Finally, the place was ready. Latvia had called and told him about the incident at Russia's house. Sealand then had spent the next several hours making sure no sharp, knife-like objects were laying out where a certain guest could reach them. Not that she would really use them, but safe is better than sorry… Right?
He was tired from all of his hard work. It was amazing how many things Sealand found that could be used to stab someone. He wanted to lie down and go to sleep. Sitting on the couch, Sealand closed his eyes. He was about to drift off to blissful sleep when…
"OI SEALAND! Open up!"
England was here. Why was England here? It was Russia's sister who was coming to visit him, and England was not a girl. He was sure pounding hard at the door though. It reminded him of when he an-
Откройте эту проклятую дверь прямо в эту минуту!
That angry voice had to be Belarus; but why was she with England? Never mind that now. He jumped up and shuffled as quickly as he could towards the door. Upon opening it, he found two very wet and angry looking blobs. He couldn't even figure out which one was which. He assumed that the left one might have been Belarus because it looked like its hair was longer, but…
"Are you going to let us in, or are you just going to stare at us?" asked the right blob.
"Huh? Oh! Sorry guys, please come in."
He stepped aside and the soaking duo walked into his home. In the somewhat dryer room that Sealand called his home, the identity of the blobs became clearer. Belarus was the one on the left, as he suspected. She looked very cross
"Глупая Англии! What kind of idiot travels without an umbrella?"
"Shut up Belarus! It's no-"
Sealand was still confused, and no one was bothering with explaining.
"Why are you guys here?"
Belarus rolled her eyes at him. She didn't look like she was ready to stop yelling at England.
"Because Pебенок, I asked to stay with you and you agreed. That's why. Understand now?"
"But why is Jerk England here?" He asked.
"I convinced Фея мальчик to give me a ride."
"It was blackmail…" England muttered.
Now he was even more confused, but Sealand decided there was no point in trying to ask more about it now. He doubted anyone would tell him.
"Okay. I think I get it. Somewhat. How long will you be staying England?"
"Actually, I was just about to leave; if the lady is done with me, that is."
Belarus chuckled at that comment.
"You can leave Фея мальчик."
Jerk England turned around and left his home, leaving him all alone with Belarus.
Belarus, who had scared Latvia and had almost killed Canada, was alone with him…
"S-so Belarus… how are you?"
Belarus stared at him with unimpressed eyes, after what felt like a full minute she sighed.
"I am fine Pебенок. You?"
Sealand was over joyous. He wasn't being killed for his attempts at conversation, and Belarus was responding! He might actually live to see the next day if he was lucky!
"I-I'm doing really well Belarus. My friend Latvia was over not too long ago and we…"
Random USUK just because I could. Not my usual ship, but whatever works.
Kinda lame chapter, but next one will be better. Maybe. Heh…
Translations:
Открыть этом проклятом дверь прямо сейчас!- Open this damn door right this instant!
Глупая Англии!- Stupid England!
Pебенок- Child
Фея мальчик- Faerie Boy