"Big brother~" A voice echoed from down the hallway, its wavering tone creating an eery feeling to creep over anyone nearby, "I have something for you~"
"G-Go away..!"
"But it's something nice."
"I said go away!"
"Fine... But we will become one someday.."
Russia was sitting in his room, cowering in the corner when suddenly a piece of paper slid under his door. He tilted his head, adjusting his scarf tied tightly around his neck, and went up to it, checking the back and the front.
Just as he was about to open it, and knock on his door startled him. He thought it was Belarus again, but, fortunately, it was his other sister Ukraine.
"Hi Russia, look what I got! It's- Oh! You have one too!" And suddenly she was on his bed, opening her letter and reading it with a large smile.
To Ukraine: I'm sorry about the recent political upheaval in your country. I bet you could use a massage and a few million dollars.
-Anonymous
"Ah, how nice..." She said, looking up at her brother with a solemn look on her face. "What does your's say?"
Russia ripped it open, thinking it would be something nice and sweet like Ukraine's was but..
To Russia: GIVE CRIMEA BACK TO YOUR OLDER SISTER, YOU DIRTY COMMUNIST!
-Anonymous
Russia blinked, shocked at the statement he held in his hands and with a small smile he exited the room.
"W-Where are you going?"
"Writing back."
"Oh. I should too."
Ukraine said, going to her own room to write back to this anonymous person.
Thank you for your letter. I appreciate your concern! I would love that. Know anyone who could give me a nice massage? :)
-Ukraine
Russia's, on the other hand:
Hello! No. ^J^
-Russia