Old Ways [2/?]
anonymous
May 23 2009, 02:23:48 UTC
Thank you so much for the positive reviews!
Uhhm. Perhaps a warning. Russia may not be sadistic or manipulative in this fic, but he is still Russia. You'll see what I mean, I guess. >.>
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“Drink,” said Russia, pushing the bottle toward Canada, but Canada pushed it weakly away.
Russia did not want to do this, but it wasn’t so bad, he though, only two toes. However, he couldn’t get to what he needed to do unless Canada drank.
When Russia offered again, Canada refused, turning his head away. For the next try, Russia pressed the lip of the bottle to Canada’s but Canada’s teeth clenched closed. Russia had a right mind to shove the bottle’s neck right past those teeth and force the liquor down, but his hand stopped when he heard the glass clink against tooth. No, that was no good.
“Canada, it’s good, see?” Russia took the bottle back, making sure not to spill a drop, and gave a good example. Too good an example for by the time he was finished, half the vodka was gone.
“That’s unlucky, now,” he said, still feeling the burn in his throat. He thought for a moment, remembering the last time he’d amputated after drink, how one finger became two, and how sometime in the night two had become four. He eyed the small saw on the nightstand. “You are just delaying the inevitable.”
That night, when Russia felt sober enough, he tried something different, lacing soup with vodka. No, perhaps lacing was not the right word, for now the soup was probably thirty-five proof.
It was Canada’s last chance, and he didn’t take it. With one taste, his eyes suddenly became animated with something like fear, and pushed the soup over, alcohol-thinned soup spilling everywhere.
What a waste.
Soon, he stilled though, and lay back, too tired from pain. Russia knew that Canada knew what was in the soup, but couldn’t understand why he was refusing. Canada was young, though, so perhaps he thought he could delay the inevitable.
Russia took the saw in hand. The inevitable would not be delayed any longer.
It wasn’t so bad, thought Russia, it was only two toes, after all.
Uhhm. Perhaps a warning. Russia may not be sadistic or manipulative in this fic, but he is still Russia. You'll see what I mean, I guess. >.>
XXXXX
“Drink,” said Russia, pushing the bottle toward Canada, but Canada pushed it weakly away.
Russia did not want to do this, but it wasn’t so bad, he though, only two toes. However, he couldn’t get to what he needed to do unless Canada drank.
When Russia offered again, Canada refused, turning his head away. For the next try, Russia pressed the lip of the bottle to Canada’s but Canada’s teeth clenched closed. Russia had a right mind to shove the bottle’s neck right past those teeth and force the liquor down, but his hand stopped when he heard the glass clink against tooth. No, that was no good.
“Canada, it’s good, see?” Russia took the bottle back, making sure not to spill a drop, and gave a good example. Too good an example for by the time he was finished, half the vodka was gone.
“That’s unlucky, now,” he said, still feeling the burn in his throat. He thought for a moment, remembering the last time he’d amputated after drink, how one finger became two, and how sometime in the night two had become four. He eyed the small saw on the nightstand. “You are just delaying the inevitable.”
That night, when Russia felt sober enough, he tried something different, lacing soup with vodka. No, perhaps lacing was not the right word, for now the soup was probably thirty-five proof.
It was Canada’s last chance, and he didn’t take it. With one taste, his eyes suddenly became animated with something like fear, and pushed the soup over, alcohol-thinned soup spilling everywhere.
What a waste.
Soon, he stilled though, and lay back, too tired from pain. Russia knew that Canada knew what was in the soup, but couldn’t understand why he was refusing. Canada was young, though, so perhaps he thought he could delay the inevitable.
Russia took the saw in hand. The inevitable would not be delayed any longer.
It wasn’t so bad, thought Russia, it was only two toes, after all.
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I seriously cannot wait for the next part!
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