Map above by me! :)
Germany scribbled a map onto a piece of walnut tree bark. His only light was the fire. They had just finished up their meal a few hours prior and Russia had fallen asleep. Germany was restless, he couldn't get to sleep though.
He had seen a map before. It was Antarctica's. Germany had only seen it a few times from afar and once close up. Now he was trying to redraw it best he could. And adding a few details like NATO's fortress, NZ's den and BRICS's old camp.
"So Germany... what do you think. Should we start this morning and head North?"
They had just woken up and were now preparing to leave.
"Yeah, great idea Russia! But perhaps we should go more North West?" Germany told him "after all, if we went straight up we'd have to cross a dangerous caravan! And I don't want to do that. If we go North West we'd come across ASEAN's fortress and might even be lucky and be allowed to stay a night or two. And be given FOOD! Proper food like pretzels"
"I'm not going anywhere near those stinky fish breaths!" Russia remarked indignantly.
"They may have vodka" Germany added
This caught Russia's interest, his ears pricked up.
"I knew Vodka would convince you!" Germany laughed.
Russia lowered his head and growled. "Get down.. someone's outside" he hissed
Germany followed his instructions and crouched behind the skeleton of the fire pit, there was indeed a figure at the front of the cave coming back every now and then.
Russia began to slowly creep forward. He looked like he was stalking prey! Perhaps thats what it felt like to Russia?
Before he could get out the entrance the shadow entered the den.
"EEP!" It shouted. "Oh wait... you're Belgium and Netherlands right?! Those silly European countries correct?"
It was Kenya! From Africa!
"Actually Kenya, I'm Germany and this my friend Russia"
"Hey" Russia said, he obviously did not trust Kenya.
"Are you two thirsty or hungry? We've got food back at the Caravan" Kenya yelped excitedly.
Germany looked at him questioningly "but whats the caravan doing this far south? And shouldn't you be at the new Nile like everyone else from your continent."
"Well... you see I kinda tried to steal one of Turkeys Kebabs. You see I was really hungry and Turkey had so many! I didn't think it would hurt to take one. But whilst I was in the sack it was holster up onto a camel and then... I was in the Caravan. I'm waiting till we get back home you see!"
Russia groaned. "You hot climate countries are so STUPID!" He shouted
Kenya looked a little hurt but tried to hide it. "Well, you cold climate countries are always dying and having revaluations! Like your DAD!"
Russia snapped and thought himself at Kenya, giving him a scratch. "SAY ONE MORE THING ABOUT MY FATHER AND I WILL KILL YOU!"
Germany sighed, it was going to be a long day!
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Outrunning the OutLands :CountryCats Original Story:
FantasyGermany travels to UN's fortress expecting to be let in along with some other countrycats who are trying to escape outlands. Instead he is the only one declined from his group because of his ancestors mistakes. He soon come across Russia, who offers...
