Broken Berlin: Part 11Broken Berlin: Part 11 by RedWolfErik
"Russia" America growls at the child-like country through his teeth, "Get the hell out of here, this has nothing to do with your commie ass" I try to slowly shuffle away from the frustrated American, only to be grabbed, rather hard mind you, by the arm and pulled back to him. Letting out an exasperated sigh I start struggling again.
A childish smile spreads over the Russian nation's face, "I am the Soviet Union, Da?" Then, stepping towards us, he pulls America's arms from around me, as easy as opening cupboard doors, and gently takes me out of the Yank's reach, standing me behind him. I stare shocked at the tall beige haired man.
"Why don't you go back to the meeting, milaya Anglii, while America and I... have a little talk, da?" He looks at me, his eyes unusually soft similar to how he used to look before he became the Soviet Union – maybe there still a small part of the more or less sane Russian we all knew -, and then stares intently at America, who looks ready to be
Broken Berlin - Part 10Broken Berlin - Part 10 by RedWolfErik
As I am dragged down the hallway, I keep on struggling, trying to get back to the meeting room. Christ, this is on a par with the time France tried to force me to marry him. Wait I don't recognize this part of the building.
"America, you bloody child, put me down. NOW!" I growl at the Yank through my teeth.
"Geez, keep your panties on Iggy." He drops me onto my feet. I stumble slightly, then dust myself off and straighten up to my full height.
"Okay, so what is so important that you felt the incessant need to pick me up and drag me away a damsel in distress from one of your crappy cliché romance movies?" Crossing my arms over my chest, I stare intently up at my former colony.
"Well " He sings " If your gonna to act like a sour puss, I'm not gonna tell ya!"
"Just tell me, git" I roll my eyes and tap my foot against the wooden floor impatiently.
"Well, what I'm going to tell you is very sensitive information " He slowly walks towards me, s
The Start Of Something BeautifulAhh~ back in my beautiful Россия. Snow falls like feathers from the purple sky as the sun sets over Moscow. I shove my hands deeper into the fur lined pockets of my coat, sighing as heat seeps into the appendages. It's good to be back home... but I just can't help but miss my crew-mates, back in America either visiting family (like Hikaru, Nyota and Dr. McCoy), "relaxing" at Star Fleet HQ (like Mr. Spock and The Keptin) or working on the repairs of the Enterprise (Mr. Scott) Which is expected since have just left the very small confines of a ship in outer space.The Start Of Something Beautiful by RedWolfErik
Irrelevant. I smile as snow lands, and then precedes to melt, on the end on my nose. Looking, I murmur to myself "снегов все тяжелее... (Heavier snow...)" then scurry out of the near darkness into the closest building. Above the door the sign reads "Паша
Broken Berlin - Chapter 9Broken Berlin - Chapter 9 by RedWolfErik
At 7:30 sharp, people start to filter in. First to walk in is the Asian countries Taiwan, Hong Kong, China, South Korea, Vietnam, Thailand and Japan. They all head straight to their allotted chairs silently. As they walk, china looks over at me and nods his head, which I return. I then look to the nation next to China, Japan, he looks truly and utterly beaten. His eyes her sunken and lifeless, skin even paler than normal. He is wearing a baggy white shirt, and plain black trousers and shoes. Peaking out of the neck and the arms is bandages. I sigh. I hate how defeated Kiku looks, I just wish that our alliance had lasted longer. Hmm... in the first break, I must go and talk to my fellow island nation, I believe that it'll be good for both of us.
Next to walk in is Canada, America and France. Canada walks quickly over to me and I engulf him in a hug, which he reciprocates immediately.
"How are you doing dad?" He mutters, even lower than he normally talks.
I sigh and pul