[двадцать пять]

[kol_shevik]

[The first thing he feels is warmth.

The second (the dull ache in his chest), third (the raw feeling of a half-healed throat) and fourth (the still searing pain of the slowly closing gash in his leg) things all decide to hit him at once, just to make sure he didn't forget about them, because they're lonely and Russia never calls.

Before he even

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[bawlingforsoup]

M-Mister Russia--! Y-You're back--!

[kol_shevik]

Latvia.

Is very good to hear your voice~! You are wishing to help Russia with a few things now, Да?

[DOESN'T HE SOUND SO MUCH MORE THREATENING WHEN THE ELMO VOICE SOUNDS LIKE IT'S GARGLED SOME GRAVEL I BET IT DOES.]

[bawlingforsoup]

Y-You d-don't sound very w-well...

[CAN YOU HEAR THE SMALL CONCERN AND BIG FEAR IN HIS VOICE CAN YOU]

U-Um... W-What do you n-need?

[kol_shevik]

[LUCKILY FOR YOU, HIS EARS WERE UNAFFECTED BY THE EVENT.]

Feel fine.

Need something from downstairs, but-- [Hold on let me think of a plausible excuse.]

...But need to wash my hair. Little Latvia will come fetch it for Russia now.

[bawlingforsoup]

S-Should I just... L-Let myself in? I-I know where you are n-now...

[kol_shevik]

Russia's house is also house of Latvia. Should let self into own house.

[bawlingforsoup]

I-I'll be t-there soon, Mister R-Russia...

[He hangs up the phone and

he'll be running over there. what is a bike.]

[kol_shevik]

[Russia is leaning slightly out of the upstairs window, watching Latvia sprint down the street.]

1/2

[bawlingforsoup]

[

trips]

[bawlingforsoup]

[gets up

runs up the stairs to the porch

throws open the door]

M-Mister... M-Mister Russia--!

[kol_shevik]

[YELLING FROM THE TOP OF THE STAIRS this is such a good idea.]

Latvia! Latvia! You find Russia's recorder box and bring it up now, окей!

[bawlingforsoup]

O-Okay...

[And begins the search! There's a small crash--Whoops, one of the nicknacks. He'll just go get a broom and clean that up. It is Russia's house, after all.]

[kol_shevik]

Russia hopes that was not the good china, little Latvia.

Is by phone-- you are hurrying now?

[bawlingforsoup]

P-Please wait a m-moment, M-Mister Russia--!

[Aha, there it is you little bugger. Coming up the stairs!]

[kol_shevik]

[SMILES BRIGHTLY HELLO LATVIA have some headpats.]

Is good, is good.

[Grabbing the recorder and now practically shoving Latvia back down the stairs.]

Some water would be nice too, comrade. Hurry, hurry!

[bawlingforsoup]

[SHRIEKS AND GRABS ONTO THE RAILING SO HE DOESN'T BREAK HIS FACE

a-and then he skips a few steps to run into the kitchen it's just like home oh god.]