RusCan: Snowy Relationships

Chapter 29: Enfoncer

This story was influenced by "Giving In" by Artificial.

Chapter 29: Enfoncer

Sleeping in that chair wasn't the best idea, it hurt his back, but Russia cracked it a bit and got over it. He sat up and looked toward the Canadian, the boy still slept and he didn't even move during the night. Russia frowned a bit and got up, he was a little concerned now. He put his hand on Canada's forehead, still no fever. Russia could see the boy wasn't sick, but he certainly seemed like it, he looked paler then he did that night too.

He decided to go get breakfast, see if Ukraine was awake yet, and start off the day. He made his way down stairs to the kitchen and saw his sister was indeed already awake. She was still in her pajamas, her shirt was huge on her, and she was in full happiness even though it was early. She had already made breakfast, it was set out on the table, which was good for Russia because he didn't want to cook, she yawned as she made the coffee.

"Good Morning Russia." She smiled.

"Da. Good morning." He said. "You made breakfast?"

"Oh yes! Help yourself, it's your food anyway."

"Thank you for making it." Russia said to be polite. He sat down and started eating.

"Did Matthew wake up yet?" Ukraine sat down to join him.

"No not yet." Russia said, he was still a little worried about him.

"I hope he didn't catch something. Maybe we should get a doctor?"

"It he doesn't wake up by tonight, then da, I'll get a doctor."

"Okay..." Ukraine said. Russia glanced at her.

"Don't worry about him." He said. Ukraine nodded and gave a bit of a smile. Russia changed the subject. "Did you sleep good?"

"Yes I did...It felt strange though."

"Strange?"

Ukraine was uncertain on how to explain it. "I haven't stayed here in so long." Russia frowned, and even flinched, at the statement. Russia decided to stay quiet the rest of breakfast.

After he finished, he cleaned up the kitchen and went back upstairs to shower. After getting dressed, he walked out of his room to find a very hungry polar bear waiting for him. "Food." Kumajirou said. Russia glared at him and then sighed, guess he had no choice since Canada was still sleeping. But one problem, he had nothing to feed the bear, he didn't even have fish.

"Did your owner bring you food?"

"He said he would get some here." Kumajirou said. Well that's no help right now.

"I don't have anything to feed you."

"No seal?"

"No."

"No fish?"

"No."

"No eggs?"

"Not fresh ones."

"How do you survive?"

"I'm Russian." Russia smiled. "I survive anything."

"Uh huh." Kumajirou said. "What about any meat? You got meat? Any?"

"I might have some... I don't know if a polar bear should be eating it though."

"Well how else am I gonna survive this place? I'm not Russian."

"I," Russia hesitated, "I guess I'll just give you the meat then." Kumajirou did a little "yay" and a mini fist pump with his paw. Russia led the way to the kitchen and went to find meat in the fridge.