I opened one eye and saw I wasn't under the bed anymore. I sat up and saw I was in a bed. I guess my body was so damn tired it climbed into the bed instead of the cold ground.
I stretched and got out of the bed and walked over to the vanity. I wonder what I look like? I probably look like I had been ran over by a chariot or something.
When I got over there and waited for my eyes to adjust to the light.
"What the hell!" I cried.
I was wearing a nightgown and I was clean!
"Oh yay your awake!" I screamed and turned around to see a woman standing there holding a tray. "I hope you don't mind, I bathed you and changed your outfit. You were caked with filth, and usrprisingly there was a beautiful little girl under there." She seemed to happy.
"What did you do with my old clothes?" I asked looking slightly disturbed that someone was able to bathe me while I was asleep. I guess I was really tired.
She ignored me. "And you were hiding under the bed! I guess that must be how people sleep Hungarian-"
"WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?"
"Oh I'm sorry! I didn't mean to offend you!" She whimped tears building up in her eyes.
I cursed under my breath. mostly cursing at Turkey for keeping my locked up in his country.
"W-Well, I brought you breakfast." She held the tray full of warm food and fruit. I wanted to devour it all...But no! I'm a prisoner! I am not going to take her offer!
"Not hungry." I lied. My stomach said otherwise.
"I can't let you not eat anything. You'll die!"
"That's the point."
"Then I'm going to sit here and wait for you to die unless you eat."
I growled and picked up some bread and nibbled it. "Happy?"
"I'm not satisfied!" She crossed her arms.
I picked up a grape and popped that in my mouth and took another bite of bread.
She still looked unmoved.
Well, let's just say I ate everything...
"So what's your name 'hon?" the woman finally asked.
"...Eliza." My full name is Elizaveta, but I'm trying to keep my gender hidden.
"Oh! That's a nice name for a girl!"
WHAT THE HELL?
And then I remembered I am not wearing armor, I'm just wearing a blouse, I'm guessing my breasts are noticable. But not as noticable as this woman I was talking to. She had huge boobs! I wasn't sure how she even got to my room or how she can move around...
"What's your name?" I asked walking towards the vanity and picking up a ribbon, I tied my hair up and nodded looking satisfied that I looked like myself.
"My name is Katyusha. I am the country Ukraine-"
"You're a country?"
"Y-yes!" She got teary eyed-again. "I sometimes miss my little brother and sister dearly so. B-but It's nice to be out of the house... I can experience new things."
"Well I don't want to experience new things. It sucks here. Turkey is a bastard."
"I-It's not so bad here... If you get to meet some people around here, you'll get used to it-"
"USED TO IT?" I shouted and walked over to her. "I am NOT going to be staying here! So you can get that crappy idea out of your head!"
She sniffled. "Well until you leave... I'm only try to be nice to you. But I cunderstand you don't want to be friends." She stood up and cried walking out the room.
I felt a little bad, "Wait." She turned around with her face drenched in tears.
I sighed and looked at my feet. "I want to be friends with you. I...Need to control my temper... But you were jumping to conclusions and-"
My feet weren't touching the ground. She lifted me up and was hugging me.
"Oh thank you! I'm so happy you want to be friens! I always feel like I mess things up alot!" She cried.
I was being smushed into her breasts and it felt really awkward. "Mrph!" I tried to say.
She sat me down embarrassed and smiled. "Well I need to get you dressed."
I backed up away from her "D-DRESSED?"
Clank, clank, clank.
This. Is. Sick.-ening.
"You look so lovely!" Ukraine giggled as she brushed my hair and sat on my bed.
"I thought I wasn't a prisoner, I thought I was just under house arrest." I looked at the chains of jewels around my neck and arms.
"It's jewelry. It looks so adorable on you!"
"I hate it. I'm taking it off." I pulled off the bangles on my ankles.
"No! What your wearing is what the boss ordered." She strugglingly held my arms and put the bangles back on.
"Sadiq is going to hell." I spat. I jumped off of the bed and peered down the window, "How tall is this palace?"
"Jumping out the window won't do." Ukraine sighed, "You'd splatter all over the ground."
"Good." I put one foot out the window. But Ukraine pulled me away from the window.
"If you want to go outside, you could've asked." She held my hand and pulled me to the door.
I didn't refuse, so I let her lead the way.
"You're not the only one conquored by Turkey, you know." Ukraine cleared the silence as we walked through halls and stairs again.
I grunted. I don't care. Turkey is a pervert and my mind won't change off that.
It was silent again.
Just when I thought my legs were going to fall off, we reached a stony garden. It was actually very gorgeous. any plant 'ya could imagine was in this garden. stones were the walkway leading to a stone fountain that could possibly pass as a pool, and this place looked like paradise.
I notice near the fountain was a little boy. He was holding a persian kitten.
"Who's that?" I pointed to the boy.
"That's Heracles. Or in other words, Greece."
I looked over and under a tree was another boy that was reading a book.
"And that?"
"That's the country Egypt. He doesn't speak. So he won't tell me his name." Ukraine sighed.
I walked over to Greece. "Your cat's cute. But I prefer dogs."
Greece looked up and glared. "Who are you?"
"Eliza. I'm a dude."
"Liar."
". . .? Uh, yes I am."
"Then your confused in your brain. Only girls wear what your wearing."
"Maybe if you knew the facts, Turkey made me wear this stuff." I pulled up my sleeves, I'm going to kick this boys ass.
"Turkey's a bastard. My mom told me that." Greece petted his cat, and the cat hissed at me. Stupid cat.
"Where is your mom?"
". . ."
Ukraine came over to me and pulled me away from Greece.
"Greece," She whispered "Doesn't know where his mother is. But..." She got teary-eyed.
"Get to the point." I said annoyed.
"Well...When Turkey invaded Ancient Greece...He killed her."
I'm sorry! *shields from the acorns everyone throws* I go so lazy at the ending!
It's just...I'm bored of this story. x.x
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