UK and USSR were in the dance hall together. It was quite early for them to dance but since UK really wanted to repay for yesterdays treat, he would have to teach some new skills. USSR was obviously struggling. "How are you that flexible? I can't even bend my back like that. I'll break!" USSR panted with exhaustion. "Hah, it takes time. You're just really uhm.. muscular, so you won't be as flexible as me right now," UK responded. He took USSR's abnormal hands, and laced his fingers with the larger. "Anyways, if we finish this step, we can stop and take a break for the rest of the day, unless you have other plans." USSR nodded in agreement and paused.
"How about I teach you something?" he asked, bringing UK's hands up his biceps (since UK can not reach USSR's stern shoulders). "I- Uhm.. Sure! What would you like to do?" UK perplexedly asked. USSR gave a grin and allowed to move his hand onto UK's waist. The smaller whined slightly but stayed quite still as USSR got closer. USSR caressed UK's blue skin slightly and trailed his other hand onto the other side of UK's small waist. "W-what are you doing?" UK hissed quietly. "When you said muscular, I would like to test that out with you," the larger responded. "W-What!? You're not going to throw me will you?" UK gasped with complete nervousness. USSR chuckled and said: "Of course not, I want to see if I can pick you up by the waist... And carry you somewhere to try something with me," UK grumbled and calmed down.
As quick as a flash, UK's feet were elevated from the ground. UK stared at USSR with a terrified expression but USSR simply smirked. "How is this supposed to show that you're strong? You know you are," UK asked. "You know I just like picking you up and seeing your cute reactions. I find that best for you-" USSR's voice was cut off to the sound of the phone in his office nearby ringing. He gave a groan of disdain and carried UK into the office. He headed over to the phone and picked it up, placing UK down. USSR's face was immediately turned to shock as a huge yell was heard on the other side of the line. USSR tried to stop the audible yelling and turned towards UK. "I believe this call is for you," he said quietly. UK took the phone and held it up to his ears.
Caller: RESPOND TO ME PIG, WHERE IS MY-
UK: Hey son.
Caller: DAD!? THIS IS WERE YOU HAVE BEEN ALL THIS TIME!?
UK: Indeed I have.
Caller: . . . Why?
UK: A storm came, and now I'm stuck.
Caller: Are you okay? Hurt anywhere!? I'll destroy that communist even if he touched you. What. Did. He. Do?
UK: He did nothing. He simply just let me stay for a few nights and hope to return very soon son. How are you?
Caller: Grandpa. (Lowered tone) He tried to beat me and my siblings with France almost uhm.. r@ping me... Please Dad. Come back..
UK: I-... Bring Grandpa onto the phone
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USSR quickly glanced at UK with fear in his eyes but UK reassured him by simply giving a nod.
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B.E: Hello? Who wishes to speak with me?
UK: It's me father.
B.E: Oh. What do you want brat?
UK: I do not require anything Father, I simply wished to speak with you.
B.E: Where even are you?
UK: An enemy's house.
B.E: HOW DARE YOU STAND IN THE ENEMY'S LAND! (UK yelped back) DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I GAVE FOR YOU AND YOU GO WONDER OFF TO AN ENEMIES HOUSE!?
UK: It was an accident Father. A storm arose in the country and here I am serving my time. I need to add as well that the University has shut down for a year, that is why I have not been doing studies for the past week.
B.E: .....I hope you die just like your old children.
call ended
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UK handed the phone back to USSR and went to hug the larger. "I'm sorry but I have to leave now.. We had fun," UK whispered and exited the office leaving USSR alone bewildered. The sound of a suitcase being packed up was heard. UK was going to leave properly and that was that. This was a mistake coming to the enemy's land and he should forget about it. This was all a mistake...
"U-UK!? Where are you going!?" USSR questioned loudly. "This was never supposed to happen. Let's just forget about everything that we did and never speak of it again," UK announced monotonically but formally. "But before I go, I want you to take this. Do not open it until 5 months time. I hope you can do that," UK handed USSR a large, cardboard box with a note that reads: Do not open until 31/12/57 -UK. USSR looked at UK one final time with tears forming at the side of his eyes. "R-Right. If you must go then have a safe travel back to your country. But, please. If you do need any help, you know who to call," USSR finally said. UK nodded and opened the door. He paused. UK glanced at USSR one last time before saying:
"I love you USSR,"
And off he went
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Follow my steps //SovBrit
Historical FictionInto the depths of one of the Coldest cities of the USSR, UK finds himself embarking a new story in the land. But after the incident, who is bound to save UK from falling into the traps of lost memory and saving his career from forever being lost?
