RusCan: Snowy Relationships

Chapter 10: Punition

This story was influenced by "Giving In" by Artificial

Chapter 10: Punition

The rest of the day was very quiet. Canada had fallen asleep again, holding onto Kumajirou, even if it was against the bear's will. Russia had finished more of his work and checked his phone until he realized it was dead. He plugged it into the charger he had brought and decided it was late and time to sleep.

Russia peeked in on Canada one last time to make sure the boy didn't slip back into his very weak state. The Canadian slept soundly with his fever almost gone. Russia went back to his room, changed into pajamas, and laid down in the bed. He turned off the light on the nightstand and quickly got comfortable in bed.

He thought a bit, he actually thought about that little dress he found. Russia smiled about how he could use that for any advantage against the boy but he realized that it looked kind of familiar.He ignored the thought, it couldn't be familiar, and he fell asleep.

That night he actually had a dream. Not a painful nightmare of his past or even of General Winter, but an actual dream. In that dream, he realized why that little dress was so familiar.

It was sometime in the 1780s, he couldn't really remember the year, but it was around then. Russia and Ukraine had traveled to France to talk about some disputes they were having. France had been working on some treaties with countries in Europe after helping America in his Revolution. Russia went to talk about, or more of giving a warning, to not get involved with Russia. He had already been working on his own treaties and trying not to get involved with any of the countries.

"Bonjour! Accueil." France welcomed the two siblings.

"Da. Hello France." Russia said. He was young at the time, not like a child, but a young adult. His big sister still cared a lot for him and she had helped him a lot, being involved with him and his country as well.

"Hello France." Ukraine smiled. France let the two in.

"How long will you be staying hon?" France asked closing the door.

"Until you and me are finished talking." Russia said. "How ever long that takes da?"

"Yes sir." France joked. "Would you like to get to work then? Or shall I let you two settle in?"

"I don't care." Russia said. Ukraine tugged onto Russia's coat, telling him to let himself in first. He still wasn't good with communicating with people, he didn't like it, and Ukraine tried to help him. "If you don't mind, we've had a long trip. So-"

"So you two need to rest hon?"

"Yes please." Ukraine said with a smile.

"I have a room for both of you." France smiled. "I'll get some whine hon? While you two get comfortable."

"Da." Russia said. Ukraine gave him a look. Russia then chocked on the words. "T-Thank you."

"Your welcome~" France said. He peeked into another room and called for someone. "He'll show you were to go okay? I'll go get the whine~" France left.

After that, the boy came out. A young Canada walked out. He wore that dress, although it was much bigger and fit the young boy. But it was the same, the blue and pink dress with a white apron. "Bonjour. Follow me please." He walked away and the two siblings followed. Russia noticed the boy had cut on his cheek as well as bruising around it that stretched to his ear, most of it covered by his longish hair.