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Russia heard America's cheerfully voice saying loudly 'Wake Up, I made you breakfast' and he slowly opened up his violet eyes. Then blinked and rubbed sleepily rubbed his eyes.
"Comrade…What are you wearing?" Russia asked in a raspy voice and then he covered a cough.
"This outfit will cure you and I decided to mix it up a bit. It will work I tell you. The burger on the forehead didn't work for England and stuff, but this will work for sure." America replied calmly and he noticed Russia still looked confused.
"This skirt is like a Magical Girl. See it is tiny and stuff." America said slowly and he lifted up his tiny blue skirt that was down to his mid thigh upwards. "Under it is some silky and sexy black panties like what a French Maid would wear."
Russia's cheeks were burning and he tried to look away, but his head felt heavy. America smiled brightly and then he let go of his skirt.
"I also have on some loose white socks and rolled them down to my ankles like a School Girl. Oh, I'm not wearing any shoes and stuff. Not like I'll be going outside or anything." America commented calmly and slowly.
"This shirt is white like what Nurses and Doctors wear at the hospital. However I made sure it was sleeveless and see you can see my heroic hips." America stated slowly and he noticed Russia's cheeks were red. That was when America quickly pulled back the blankets and in a rush he grabbed Russia's arms.
"You must feel too hot and my advice book said that the patient must not wear too much." America told him and he begun to peel away Russia's long brown coat along with the several layers of shirts, but didn't touch the scarf.
"Heh, You are wearing a white shirt too under all that other stuff." America commented causally and Russia didn't bother speaking for it was painful to talk. He swiftly tore off Russia's pants legs from the knee down. "Better?"
Russia tried to glare at America for purposely ripping his pants and his knees were exposed.
"I bet you feel a lot better, Russia." America stated happily and he added. "Oh and I'm wearing attachable white cat ears on my head."
"What happened to your glasses?" Russia managed to ask and he covered a cough.
"Hmmm, Well I sort of kind umm…lost them, but I can see without them and stuff." America said quietly and he sulked for a moment. "Anyway..You must be hungry and stuff."
"Yes." Russia muttered and he saw America's bright smile.
"I'm going to make you something really good and it will help you get better." America commented cheerfully and he gently placed Russia's head back onto the fluffy white pillow. Russia watched as America walked out of the door and he slowly placed a hand over his violet eyes.
'My comrade at times is rather odd and confusing…I'm not sure how I feel about America wearing that..outfit.' Russia mentally thought and his cheeks were flushed. He bite his lip and then sighed softly to himself.
"America..You confuse me greatly." Russia muttered softly under his breath and he could hear loud sounds along with some curse words. Russia bite his lip and managed to roll off the bed. He struggled to stand up, but managed and slowly started towards the door.
'It seems so far away, da.' Russia thought to himself and he felt rather dizzy, but wanted to know the cause of the sounds. 'I must go and see what the ruckus is all about.'
Russia made it to the door and opened it up. His hands were flat against the wall and he walked towards the sounds. Russia looked and then his violet eyes narrowed at the scene.
"Why are you on top of America? Answer, da." Russia asked innocently, but with a hint of coldness and anger in his voice. It hurt like hell talking, but he managed and did not wince.
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