Chapter Ten
Germany sank to the floor. Tears fell and splattered. He shuttered miserably. I'm so weak. I'm supposed to keep these inside. Vhy am I falling apart like this?
Germany was too into it to have noticed the hand on his shoulder. Caught off guard, Germany spun around to see Italy staring at him in amazement.
"You're crying. Aww...that is so cute!" He sighed. "Vhat do you want, Italy?" Germany grumbled. Italy knelt next him. "I just wanted you to know that whatever happens, you will always be my BFF."
Germany looked up at him. Yes, the country was annoying as hell, but his compassion for others fasinated Germany. Italy was something else. Germany blinked. "The feeling's mutual," He agreed. Suddenly, Italy hugged him. Germany blushed. This stirred memories that he couldn't exactly grasp.
"When this is all over, we'll celebrate! I'll make pasta for you guys." Germany sighed. Italy was always the one to be optimistic when no one else was able to. It felt good to have a friend like that around. If he were to be honest. There is a place for everyone in the G8 in Germany's heart...even old Frenchy.
Russia tapped his foot impaciently. He will take France down the first opportunity he gets. The Baltic States cowarded behind him. He was at home, after the meeting.
He stared out into the night. All eyes were on him now. He didn't even kill the cola loving nincompoop. Damn that France. Damn them all. They'll be mine soon enough. They'll crumble under my wrath. Everyone will be part of Mother Russia.
"Can we get you anything, sir?" Lithuania asked politely. "Yes," Lativa chimed in. "That meeting must've been stressful. Since America was absent once again." Estonia smacked him in the back of the head. "What did I tell you about mentioning America to him!?"
Russia was already fuming. "You two can leave the room now. -Latvia, you stay." The two countries fled without any questions. Russia stepped up to the short country. He put his hand on Latvia's head and proceeded to push down. That always relieved his stress. He grinned as he felt the boy's spine submit under the pressure.
"So, Latvia. How was your day?" He inquired. "Gr-Great," Latvia managed to say. Russia pressed down even harder. "Nice...very nice."
Estonia and Latvia sat iin the kitchen. "What do you think he's doing to him?" Estonia asked. Lithuania gulped. "Making that comment, nothing good."
They both jumped when heard a high-pitched scream from the other room.