Little Russia skipped merrily through the magical forest, blissfully unaware of the fact that all the cute little woodland creatures were running away from him. All except one. A fluffy little squirrel that had literally no idea what was going on.
"Privet, little squirrel! Become one with mother Russia, daaa?" Little Russia beamed.
The squirrel looked up at the nation towering over him and gave Russia a pointed look. And he middle finger. Little Russia ignored the rude gesture and picked up the squirrel. "So cute!" Russia whispered.
"Titans, go!" yelled the squirrel. Smoke filled the air and the squirrel was replaced with a boy. Called Robin.
"Eeeep!" Russia screamed frantically. "Who are you!?"
"I am Robin, and I AM HERE TO KILL YOU!"
Little Russia started crying. "BUT I DON'T WANNA DIEEEEEEE!"
"Too bad sucker-" Russia decided he had enough of this strange boy's behavior. So, Russia walked away.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going?!" Robin screeched.
Russia threw a stick at Robin and disappeared into the forest.
The end