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JULY 3RD
Russia's house was very big, with fancy nick-nacks, but, not a lot of warmth. Here and there, you could find something bright, like a dried sunflower or a brighter painting. Despite the dismal interior design, Russia found himself entertaining company. Well, his sisters were company. Lithuatian, Latvia, and Estonia were pretty much permanent house guests~
Ukraine sat across from him, looking at a chess board seriously. Russia only sat across from her, legs crossed, smiling. She moved her knight and then sat back, smiling softly.
"Check," she said, hands folded in her lap. Russia glanced at the board. So it was. He only had to move his rook and he was out of it.
"There." He said, smiling at her. Ukraine blinked, crestfallen. She was never as good at chess as Russia was.
In the same room as Russia and Ukraine's chess battle, Lativa was ironing one of Russia's uniforms. Estonia sat at the desk, working on paper work, checking statistics and crop production rates for the year. Lithuania had become a little less social as of late, but, he still hung near Russia, looking out the window at the snow, at the Red Square outside . . .
"Yekaterina, your move," Ivan said, sounding sweet, but, also taunting. Yekaterina gave him a pitiful look.
"Yes, here in a moment," she said, looking at the board. Latvia looked up at Lithuania. Estonia didn't glance, but he realized what was happening.
"Toris?" Raivis said, meekly. "Are you okay?" Toris only continued his vigil over the Red Square. Eduard sighed.
"Leave him be, Raivis," he muttered. If they kept drawing attention to Toris' meloncholy, Ivan would take notice, maybe even give him unneccessary attention. That would end with all their economies suffering, and no one wanted to have unneccessary attention in their country . . .
Ivan was beginning to take notice, though, but, however unlucky or lucky it was, his attention was drawn away from both the game with Ukraine and his three smaller commrades when an ominous scratching noise could be heard at the door.
"Brother . . ."
The door was blown off it's hinges, all three of them rocketing across the room to bonk Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia in the foreheads. The door came at Ukraine, whose back was to it, but, in an unusual display of the strength she shared with her brother and sister, she was able to stand, retrieve her pitchfork, and stab it through the wood as it flew at her, saving her from getting hit. Russia just sat and stared, horrified at who stood in the doorway.
"Belarus!" Ukraine said, dissapprovingly. The blond stood in the door way, her knife in one hand, a bundle of envelopes in the other.
"Brother!" She said, running past her eldest sister to her Ivan. "I checked your mail! Such devotion and kindness requires devotion and kindness in return! I will accept your proposal of marri---"
"Oh, mail for me?" Ivan said, taking the envelope from Natalia's hand. "That's odd . . . It seems there is a letter for all of us. But that can't be~ Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia don't have any other friends aside from me~ Who would {dare} send them mail?"
Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia all gulped.
Ukraine opened her letter, undetered by her brother's slightly psychotic tone.
"Oh. It's an invitation from America."
Russia's hands tightened around his envelope. America? America?!
"America invited us to his party?" He said, not hiding the excitment from his voice. Belarus scowled.
"He's trying to steal you from me!" She snarled. "We're not going! We have to plan the wedding! Brother~! We're going to get marriedmarriedmar---"
"I want to go."
All eyes turned to Lithuania. Russia smiled, but his eyes had taken on that certain quality of his.
"Oh? How come, Mr. Antisocial-as-of-late?" He asked, sweetly, but, also . . . cruelly. Lithuania raised a small object in his hand. A Razor Cellphone. Russia openly gaped. "HEY! When did you get a cell phone?!"
"Poland gave it to me, a while ago," he said. He opened up a text message and read it. "LOL Liet R U goin 2 USA's prty? I like ttly am." Toris shut his phone, sharply. "So, since I had one, specifically addressed to me, I'm going."
He walked past a shocked Lativa and Estonia, past Russia, Ukraine, and Belarus. And on out the door. Russia's right eye twitched, but, as always, he didn't get angry.
"Well, I suppose if Lithuania and Poland are going, we should go too!" He said, happily. Belarus scowled.
"No! We have a wedding to ---!"
"I don't have enough money to go, Ivan," Yekaterina said, rubbing her arm. The action made her ample bossom bounce slightly, something that only Lativa and Estonia paid attention to. Ivan only smiled.
"Don't worry, Ukraine," he said. "I'll loan you the money~"
Natalia was fuming.
"Bra-ther!" She said, stretching the word out. She stomped her foot, but Russia had already disappeared into the hall, having only a day to prepare for the party . . . Belarus turned her wrath on Latvia. "Help me pack! I can't let Brother go without me!"
Ukraine only sighed, feeling herself slip deeper into debt . . .
{A/N :: I think I should have a subtitle to this one "In Soviet Russia, Party Invites YOU" XD sorry for it being so short, but, there were so many friggin characters to cover. DX and the next one is gonna be short too, because it covers the Asian countries. goddamn, right? XD COMMENT! RATE AND REVIEW! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM WELCOME~}
{A/N II :: GERMAMAKAIZE'S HAVING A CONTEST~ Write and OMAKE for what your favorite character is doing to prepare and what they are packing for the party! Entries are due by Sunday @ 10 PM EST. Winner gets featured and gets a special prize from Germamakaize herself~}
 Blakaize · Fri Apr 09, 2010 @ 10:30pm · 1 Comments |
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