4. Bracelet
Russia stepped back from his hard work, admiring the fully loaded oxcart in front of him.
"Oh brother!"
Oh crap.
Belarus.
Russia contemplated his options. It was a close call between making a run for it, or seeking refuge in his pile of luggage.
He had just begun burrowing into the largest suitcase he could grab onto at the moment when Belarus came out in a sobbing, raging fury.
"Brother! I heard that you were leaving me!" she cried.
"I'm only going to visit Spain's house for a couple of weeks, I already told you this before, da?" I'll be back I promise"
"This is so much more than enough luggage for a couple of weeks! I was right! You're leaving me forever!"
"Well, you need a lot of stuff if you want to go to a warm sunny place, da? Besides-"
"I-if you're leaving, then take this to remember me by." She slid the blue and white band off of her wrist and on to her brothers. Then she took his hand in hers and kissed it, looking him in the eyes with one of the most serious, predatory, fear ensuing looks he had ever seen in his life. "I will find you one day, brother, and we will become one!" with that she took off crying in the direction of the house.
Ivan sighed and suddenly the oxcart began to move. He tried with all his lead pipe wall ripping might to free himself from his suitcase, but to no avail.
He was stuck.
Oh crap.
Belarus.
YAAAY! #4 out of 100! This is one of my shorter drabbles accually. For the record, I'm not accually fond of the RussiaxBelarus couple :T Sorry peeps, I'm a yaoi fangirl. Oh well! Happiness comes with trying new things! :D