Um, sorry for yet another travel one of this story, but To Rule or Not to Rule is really getting me in a rutt. This is pretty funny considering all their fake names... XD

After leaping fromtheir doom upon the train they attempted to walk all the way to Paris, it was long and quite the tough terrain. Anya was sweating and yet it was freezing outside. She was furious to top it all off, so the best way to take it out was with one man..

"How much longer do we have to walk huh Dimitri!? I thought you had this all planned out!!" She hollered up to him as he led their pack.

"Relax your highness, I'm sure we'll be in a town soon enough!" He shouted back to her as the winds whipped his crooked nose.

Vlad rolled his eyes and held tight to his luggage and Pooka. "You two are worse than three year olds." He grumbled.

Both Anya and Dimitri flipped round to attack him for those words. He stood his ground like a tall noble tree as they spat their comments back.

"He starts it! The man is so contrary and negative..."

"Oh ho! Well your the one who instigates it. You think for ONCE you can just agree and keep your damn trap shut?!" He shouted pointing a fist, mirroring Anya's motions.

"I'm sorry Dimitri that I'm not as brainless as you are so I can see the logic in all you think." She mocked crossing her arms to him. He was just loathing her at the moment, so he opened his mouth and said something rather stupid.

"Ya know, I don't think your parents would even want you after all the trouble you give!"

He knew he had hit something deep in her that time. The comment went too far as she simply stomped past him and turned back to give a look of pure hatred to him before calling to Vlad. Who in turn gave Dimitri a "You REALLY should have just shut up" look. Dimitri knew he was in hot water when he made a comment about her "mutt" Pooka and she didn't even say a word.

He kicked some snow from a nearby drift as they came into town. How was he going to get to her to trust him again after almost making her cry, but Anya was far too tough to cry in front of him. As they stopped and rested; he glanced over to see Anya rubbing her hands together.

Ten pink digits all probably freezing from the gloves, or pathetic excuse of gloves she had gotten. He tried to speak but she just gave him the cold shoulder. As the man walked over to the store just then he saw a bus that was apparently leaving for the next town but it was a circus act from Russia. Three people were missing, the ring leader, a juggler, and a tight rope walker. His brain immediately spawned an idea.

As he whispered it all to Vlad a cheerful smile grew on his face. The plan was brilliant and would get them a great deal of distance. The young woman had overheard the two con's talking and was at a seconds notice by them.

"So Vlad whats the plan?" She asked shifting her eyes to Dimitri as he whispered it. "But, isn't that a lie? I mean we're not from any circus.." The two men looked at each other in disbelief and shared a long laugh.

"Unless you like to walk in two feet of snow to our destination your name is Solyanka."

She wrinkled her nose. "A pickle and fish stew?!" She giggled as the men looked at her strangely. "What, you guys never had that before?!"

Dimitri shook it off and thought up a name for Vlad. "Vlad, you'll be Borscht." Earning yet another giggle from Anya.

"And whats your name gonna be? Oh, I got one how about Rassolnik?" She laughed more thinking Dimitri would be upset.

"You know.. That just might work." His brown eyes lit up at the amusement of the name. A hot soup with a salty cucumber base. It was also one of his favorites growing up since at the palace the duchesses refused to eat it. He'd drink down at least three cups when they had it. Grown to like the taste it was an excellent choice over Vlad's measly cabbage stew that he choked down when he couldn't steal the ingredients.

"Excellent choice Anya." He grinned. She rolled her blue eyes at him and tilted her body in defiance. She wasn't about to forgive him just yet.

The man standing outside the bus stood smoking a small pipe while reading the paper of the day. The group approached carrying their luggage and a small dog under the arm of Vlad. Their minds wrapped around the part they had to play.

"Zdravstvuite sir, we are the Circus da Russia." Dimitri began sweetalking the man, as he had much practice upon in the area of conning. "I'm the juggler Rassolnik, and this is my assistant and tight rope walker Solyanka." He pulled on Anya's shoulder making her come forward.

"Haha, it's more the other way around. As our ring leader would agree, wouldn't you Borscht?" She laughed and Vlad merely nodded.

The man shrugged and let them all step onto the bus to get seated and situated. Soon enough they were zooming past snowy hills and other places they would have had to walk. As Anya settled down in her warm seat just then she remembered that her jacket was in a suitcase. Wanting to use it as a blanket she started to get up only to have a material draped over her.

She glanced up and saw Dimitri's jacket. "Thanks.." She muttered allowing him to occupy the seat beside her. "But I still need to grab the bag so I can lean on it.."

"You could lean on me if you want.. I'm probably more comfortable than a dirty carpet bag.." He offered trying to be kind. She glanced at him strangely then laid her head on his chest gently before sitting back up for a second.

"If I wake up and your hand is on my waist or anything I'll pulverize you." She added pointing a finger at him before settling back down. As she drifted off to sleep he glanced down on the her. She was so lovely when she was asleep, not fighting with him or anything. As the day slowly turned to night, Dimitri nodded off two leaning on her head. The two for once at peace made Vlad smile secretly as he too turned in for the night.

LOL, okay yeah.. IDK, it had like fighting, then funny, then cute ending.. I wonder what Anya would do if she wakes up and his head is on hers..

BTW, Solyanka, is nasty.. I've had it before.. Borscht is.. well okay.. and Dimitri's name I gave him.. well I haven't tried that but my friend said it's good.. LOL. Russians consume a lot of salty things..