1885. serbia is about to declare war on bulgaria but bulgaria doesn't know it yet. so he's waiting on the border between his lands and turkey's cuz he expects that turkey is the one who's most likely to attack him.

it's nighttime and he's sleeping in a tent near his human comrades when suddenly a familiar glowing figure appears. old great bulgaria has come to warn his son that serbia is gonna attack him soon. he nudges his son's shoulder.

'psst! hey son... wake up!' he whispers, to which bulgaria opens his green eyes, the same green eyes that old great bulgaria once had.

'dad...? what is it? and be more quiet, you'll wake my comrades up and then they're gonna avoid me like the plague cuz they'll be super creeped out by the fact that my ghost dad is visiting me like that's so horrifying and supernatural to some people they might think I'm possessed or that ur the devil or-'

'ur the one who's gonna wake them up with that motor mouth of yours. now listen' and as he is about to inform his son about serbia's impeding attack, he suddenly loses his voice. he moves his mouth without any sound coming out.

'what?'

'I wanted to say that-' the sound is cut off again. god or the universe or the fate or the rules of the world or whatever is preventing him from talking about serbia's attack. if only bulgaria could lip-read then they wouldn't be having that problem. oh well. if he could lip-read, then probably god or the universe or whatever would freeze or erase old great bulgaria's lips.

'huh?'

then old great bulgaria, a bit frustrated, starts rummaging through bags and stuff. he's looking for a map. bulgaria wonders how the h is he not waking people up. oh well, maybe he used his ghost powers to make them sleep without waking up. he finds military maps of the border between the ottoman empire and bulgaria. finally, he finds one of the balkan peninsula.

'look' he points at serbia on the map. thank goodness that his finger is able to move and point it.

'yeah that's serbia?'

then he points to the weapons.

'huh? I mean, some of my army is on the border with serbia cuz ppl say that he might attack me but I don't believe it'

old great bulgaria pokes serbia's lands on the map again, this time more intensely, while staring at bulgaria with his eyes open wide and his lips clenched. he tries to say something again but no sound comes out.

'are you trying to say that my best friend, serbia, is gonna back me up militarily in a conflict with turkey?'

old great bulgaria facepalms. he tries to say 'no!' but again, no sound comes out. a swooshing sound is heard and he's sucked back into the afterlife. his time in the living world is over for now.

and bulgaria's like : ) 'I'm so glad serbia isn't gonna backstab me now I can sleep calmly. but first I gotta clean up the mess my dad made while looking for the map'

meanwhile, in the afterlife.

'STUPID CHILD! HOW COULD HE BE SO STUPID! AND NAIVE! AT TIMES LIKE THIS, I START TO WONDER IF HE REALLY IS MY SON! OH WELL I KNOW FOR SURE HE'S MY SON... DID HIS MOM OR I DROP HIM ON HIS HEAD WHEN HE WAS A BABY? DID SOMEONE HIT HIM IN THE HEAD WHEN HE WAS AT WAR? MULTIPLE TIMES?! ANYWAYS HE DESERVES WHAT HE'S GONNA GET FOR BEING SO DUMB'