Rusger Oneshots

Cute Animals

"I'm an adult- ohmygosh you're so cute- and I can do whatever I want!!"

"And I'm the other adult of the household, and I'm here to be the voice of reason- You can't adopt them all."

"I don't Care they're all so cute!" Germany shrieked gleefully as another puppy licked him across the face, aggressively trying to pet every single one of the little canines that were crawling all over him while laughing his heart out.

Russia sighed exasperatedly and hung around outside the puppy pen, zipping up his jacket and tightening the fur-trimmed collar around his neck. There were a lot of other people around, chattering and playing with other animals, colourful balloons hanging on lampposts.

"Hello, Jam! Hi, darling!" Germany cooed in a baby voice, lifting up a puppy with a purple jam-coloured collar and tinkling silver name tag, laughing again as she licked his nose. "We're taking her too!" He beamed brightly at his boyfriend, eyes sparkling like gold coins.

"Restraint Ger, restraint!" Russia finally broke out laughing and pulled onto the loose hood of Germany's jacket, dragging him a few inches back on the floor. Puppies chased after him and leaped onto his lap, sending Germany into another excited frenzy of petting and coddling all the little furballs.

"Aren't you the cutest? Yes you are, Dandelion! Little Bailey, are you feeling left out? It's okay, you can play with your brother while I pet your sister, who's so cute! Look at you all!! Muffin c'mere, what do you have? A ball? C'mere give it to me, go fetch! Oh belly rubs, belly rubs for little Coco-Pie. Jam!! Jam c'mere, you bark so Cute! AWw!!"

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*yeets a pound of solidified fluffiness to you*

Woe, Fluff be upon ye

Good for you Germany, go get that self-care puppy therapy heavens knows I need it :D

This oneshot originally started out with some plot, such as Germany being an avid sponsor of charity work and most importantly animal help facilities in Berlin, because this is His country and He gets to decide with to do with the amount of money he earns working in the god-damn parliament-

(I'm sure I would like some extra cash money germany if you're so rich then y'know- sad that he's a fictional character now oof)

But now it's just a sugar rush, which is just as great in a way I hope! 

Anyways, Ger can't have a dog of his own, because busy, but he's allowed to visit the pet shelters/sanctuaries he sponsors during their events. Can't give him everything he wants he's already way too spoiled- XD

Okay sorry for keeping you away I hope you enjoy reading!!

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"Look- Look just Look Russ look at the dachshund-"

"Human names, Hans-" Russia groaned as he leant backward away from the little puppy trying to sniff him, held squirmly in Germany's hands.

"Admit it, you like them." Germany laughed, putting the dachshund puppy down with another aggressive ruffle on its fur, laughing as more puppies quickly swarmed to take its place. 

Russia rolled his eyes and tried to hide a smile. Sure, he liked dogs, but these were way too overly excited puppies, and their energy was just too much sometimes. He also preferred big dogs, like that huge Rottweiler sitting patiently for a treat a few booths away.