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[sunflowersunday]

[After the devastating fight with Prussia which I will totally finish soon, Russia wasn't really in any mood to leave his room for reasons beyond mentally torturing paying his good friends Prussia and Germany a visit. Eventually he ran out of vodka and decided it would be a good time to drop by

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[idkmybfftony]

[And Russia isn't alone. No, far from it. Actually there's someone there, dressed in clothing similar to Russia's, watering a patch of sunflowers growing cheerfully nearby.

Simple clothing, of course, because what is this flashy nonsense you speak of? Everything belonged to everyone and there was America standing in simple clothes, walking over when he noticed Russia stuck in the door. With button eyes, of course, but.]

Russia! Are you okay?

[sunflowersunday]

[Russia's stomach churns when he hears that voice. He's ready to laugh bitterly, throw an insult right back-- but the words register, and he glances up to see America with simple clothes and button eyes.

He blinks. Well this is confusing. He answers slowly, unsure of how exactly to respond.]

It appears I'm stuck in this doorway.

[Russia studies the others' face carefully, prepared for the inevitable fat jokes.]

[idkmybfftony]

Oh, dear. [Be shocked, as that expression is of concern instead of mocking. Though the other fat ass nation American should be making 'yo mamma' jokes at the older nation's expense, this America is very worried like a good Piglet yes now I'm corrupting Disney. He walks over to investigate.]

Ahh.. let's see.. umm.. I could tug on you? Or maybe I could get something to make the door bigger..

[sunflowersunday]

[Russia doesn't even know what to make of this.]

Tugging has not worked so far, so if you could make it bigger...

[He trails off, because seriously. What. He racks his brain for something to say.]

Are you feeling well, America?

Commie Hubb eats my brain @_@

[2ndhandlion]

Hubb came in form tending the fields, like any good worker -- not retiring like some weak, capitalist. His eyes widened as he saw the great leader in such an undignified position.

"Comrade, do you need help?" He came over to aid him.

AT LEAST HE ISN'T A BAD FANFIC CHARACTER sob

[sunflowersunday]

[Oh my god what is even happening anymore. Glancing back and forth between Hubb and America now. Is this some kind of trap? Probably, because Russia is overly paranoid.]

I am fine. Simply... stuck, at the moment.

What do you call this?

[2ndhandlion]

"Uh, perhaps some vodka would help?" Vodka had to help, it solved everything. Besides, he'd been paid in it...

nowhere near as bad as "TAKE ME, RUSSIA!"

[sunflowersunday]

[Russia's eyes widen eagerly. At this point, he really doesn't even care if it's poisoned or not.]

That would help, yes.

[zerocolors]

[ aww have Suzaku like the one you knew before, with sunflowers. Of course he drops it and runs towards Russia as soon as he sees his PRECIOUS BFF screw you lulu stuck in a hole! ]

Russia-san!! Are you okay?! No, wait you're not. But but, will you be?

[sunflowersunday]

[OKAY THIS IS WAY MORE NORMAL TO HIM THAN AMERICA AND PRUSSIA ADORING HIM. He lifts his head to smile reassuringly--]

Of course, it is not--

[--and pauses when he notices the button eyes. Unlike with America and the others, he finds Suzaku with them very unsettling. Unlike the others, Russia was friends with him before the use of buttons. Or, so he tells himself.]

...And you? You are alright, Suzaku?

I'm guessing to Other-Suzaku, Russia = Euphie? PFFT

[zerocolors]

[ Other Suzaku is so relived, here have a hug. ]

I'm glad you're all right! If you were hurt, I don't know what I would do...

H-Huh? Me? I've never been better. [ smiiiiiile ]

[sunflowersunday]

[WASN'T THIS THE OTHER WAY AROUND A WHILE AGO? Not to say Russia isn't grateful, but... seriously. The button eyes still have him rattled. He hugs back carefully, enjoying the moment despite himself.]

I'm sure you would fare just fine, though I appreciate the concern.

You're sure?

[Okay, he can't help himself. He pokes one of the button eyes questioningly.]

What of these?

After Russia is free

[fireworksntea]

[Hong Kong is sitting outside, a table with many many Soviet flags in front of him, and mass producing more. His hands nearly fly while he stitches the gold forms onto the red.]

[sunflowersunday]

[As Russia wanders around, he really is trying to comprehend what the hell this all is. Some sort of dream? A hallucination? Weirdly enough, he's now hallucinating that Hong Kong is sewing him flags. What.

He silently steps behind Hong Kong and glances over the other's shoulder curiously, a move that would probably frighten any real nation.]

You are quite a talented worker.

[fireworksntea]

[It makes other!Hong Kong jump as well, but he calms down as soon as he hears Russia's voice. Which clearly shows that he is not a real nation.]

Thank you, Russia.

[He holds one up to hand it over to the larger nation.]

Please have a closer look, sir, I would be honored.

[magyarfujoshi]

G-Glorious Leader!

[Hungary practically throws herself at Russia's feet once he's free, begging on her knees]

I'm sorry! I'm so sorry about the revolution! I-it was a mistake, but we have learned the error of our ways! We are proud to be under the rule of the glorious Soviet Union! Long live the Motherland!

[sunflowersunday]

[WHAT THE FUCK IS HE HIGH. DID HE TAKE SOME OF AMERICA'S DRUGS? HE DIDN'T HAVE WOODSTOCK THIS SHOULD NOT BE HAPPENING WHAT THE BALLS.

Needless to say, Russia is absolutely stunned. He finally manages to compose himself and, with a confused smile, sets his hand atop the kneeling country's head.]

All is forgiven, Hungary. You have realized your mistakes and have made the right decision.

[He withdraws his hand and retrieves his pipe from his coat, using it to lift her chin to meet his eyes.]

We are all in the Pact together, remember? It would be unfair of me not to forgive you for your lapse in judgment. After all, we won't have a repeat of that performance.

[It's not even a threat or a command, because he already knows the answer.]

[magyarfujoshi]

Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!

[if it were possible, she would be near tears, but as it stands she just looks overjoyed to be forgiven]

Yes, I am so grateful to be in the Pact with you; honored! And I will never defy you again, I swear on my honor as a nation.