【plαч мατε】「Russia / Ivan Braginski」5 / 200

Normally, during time like this, whenever Russia would arrive home; [Name] would welcome him or he’d hear her voice along with Belarus fighting; the Baltic Trio would be there trying to stop them yet too scared to go closer. However, tonight was different; no single soul was there to welcome him in his arrival; the lights are off, something he did not found strange, but the fact that everyone seemed to disappear all of a sudden seriously bothers the Russian.

Turning on the light, what greeted him was the sight of the Baltic Trio lying on the ground lifelessly, pools of blood surrounding them. Ivan walked closer wondering if they’re simply playing a prank on him. Leaning down, his hand checked for their pulse; nothing. The trio are dead. He sigh, he could feel tears building up; even though he’s cruel… the three are his friends. Who would be there for him anymore? Who could’ve done such thing?

Belarus.

The only person who could do such thing; will get rid of anyone, or anything that would get in her way becoming with him. Panic suddenly ran through his veins, [Name]. Oh God! What if Belarus killed [Name]!? He wouldn’t forgive her even if she’s his sister. Standing up, Russia walked to the room they share; he could hear a faint voice of a female, humming. Fastening his pace, he slammed the door to his room open and turned on the lights; only to see his beloved [Name] sitting on the ground… ruffling… Belarus’s hair?

“[Name]?”

Hearing her name along with that familiar voice of her beloved, [Name] turned to face Russia; her face covered with blood along with her dress, and she smiled, so sick and twisted; holding Belarus’s head.

“Ivan.. home already? Sorry I couldn’t greet you; I was busy playing with Belarus…”

He looked around their room; not far from where [Name] is sitting was the Belarusian’s body, along with her organs pulled out. Once again glancing at the female and the head she’s holding; he noticed that barbed wire wrapped around his younger sister’s head, and [Name] smiled, before picking up the eyeballs lying on the ground beside her. Russia smiled, before sitting down with [Name] and ruffling the female’s hair.

“It’s alright… they did entertain you while I was gone?”

[Name] smiled, nodding like a child before placing Belarus’s head down. She then grabbed Russia by his scarf before pressing her lips against his in a sweet kiss. Not minding that [Name]’s covered in blood; he kissed back at the female before they pulled away.

“Belarus and I get along now~ she said we could play anytime I want.”

Chuckling softly, yet darkly, Russia placed his hand on top of the female’s head affectionately.

“That’s good! Come on; let’s get you cleaned up while I cook for dinner, da?”

Owari.

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