The Days We Remember [Requests Closed]

Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact

Germany stood just behind his boss. His eyes frozen to the nation in front of him. Across the table sat Adolf Hitler, Germany standing right behind his chair. He listened as the pens etched signatures onto the paper, sealing a treaty.
Germany's eyes danced between the papers and Russia. Perhaps he thought that Russia would pull his gun on him at any moment. Perhaps he would have if this treaty had not been important. He did not approve of what Germany seemed to be doing, but this agreement was more important.

Russia followed his boss from the room. There were no more words said between the two leaders, and no words between the nations. They didn't need any. They both knew exactly how the other viewed them, and they didn't need words to convey their feelings.

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Everyone wanted their wars, fine. Why did they insist on dragging him into it as well? He hadn't wanted anything to do with this war, but Russia had to come. He had to insist he be apart of it, even though he'd tried to refuse. The next time he spoke with Lithuania and Latvia, they both told him of how Russia had forced them into treaties as well.

Estonia was ushered with the many people around him. Children and women climbed into the train car. Red soldiers stood watch everywhere, keeping eye on every person that walked their way.
A hand took a firm grip around his arm. He jumped back, and his heart leaped into his throat. His shoes slipped on the ground beneath him. His eyes met with the harsh smile that set this man apart from his soldiers.

"You are to come with me."

His voice came out before he really thought what his words were saying. "I'd rather not." His voice shook, his mind searching for an answer to the situation at hand.

The creases around his eyes tightened. "You will come with me," he repeated, his accent thick.

Estonia regained mobility in his limbs just as Russia pulled him against the crowd. His throat closed up, but he dare not let his fright show, although he hardly knew if his efforts were futile.

He was torn away, his arm feeling as if it would simply fall from his shoulder when it was released from Russia's iron grip. He stood in a small office, one he had stood in talking to his commander only days ago. There now stood Russia, glowering at Estonia. Estonia clenched his jaw, his shoulders tense as he waited for his sentence. It seemed several minutes before a voice was heard in the room.

"You and your president will be transported to Ufa."

Estonia's mouth ran faster than his mind, and before he thought of any consequences, he asked, "Why am I not going on the trains?"

"It sounds like you're questioning me."

"No. Sir," he quickly added a title. "Curious." He held hid body rigid, not knowing what to expect next.

"You will do as you're told," he said, his voice holding the kind of strength a winter wind had on a cold day. "Dismissed."

Estonia didn't move for a moment. When he realized he hadn't, he worried he'd receive punishment for not following through with the order. Before he could receive anything though, he spun on his heel and briskly walked from the office.

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Russia stared after Estonia as he left. His lips turned up in pride. Fear was always a good motivator. Especially when you were the one doing the motivating.

He turned to the desk and found a few files that had been left in the hurry. Reports of the war, letters from foreign nations. Estonia was his. The baltics were falling under his control. He couldn't turn his attention away from them yet, but he had more important places to focus on in the mean time. Finland was next.

Requested by CheeseIsReallyGood. Yes, you're right; cheese is really good. Also, I sort of rushed to do this because it's entirely too late and it may suck.

Hey, look at that! I'm not dead after all. How about that?

The deportations in Estonia were done purely to entice fear in the people of the Baltic nations by the soviets. One of the last deportations took a majority of women and children, leaving men behind; 47% of the people in that deportation in 1941 were women.

The Molotov-Ribbentrop Pact, otherwise more commonly known as the Non-aggression pact between Russia and Germany, was an agreement that Germany wouldn't interfere with the Soviet's business in Estonia, Latvia and part of Lithuania (militarizing these areas) and the Soviets would not interfere with German expansion into Poland, among other things.

I couldn't find much on any Finnish deportations. I did find that Finland was always known as a protector of Jews and that during WWII, Finland actually handed several Jewish people to the Gestapo.

Who's ready to watch the nation (US) crumble on Tuesday (11/8)?