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[Hooray for Belarus and her nose-healing powers! Russia's nose has gauze wrapped all around it, but at least he's in a clean coat and not the bloody mess he had not too long ago. He sighs at the camera, looking a little dejected.]
I did not have a good sleep. My chest ached too much. America broke my heart!
[From his coat, Russia draws a bottle of vodka... with his heart in it. Look closely and you'll see the giant gaping bullet hole America put through it. Who knows how he actually fit the heart in the bottle.]
It's so troublesome to heal. It will surely be soaking for days before I can put it back where it belongs.
[He sighs again and puts the bottle back in his coat. Russia turns toward the window, a smile once again on his face. Unlike his usual ones though, this one seems genuinely happy. Not too much creepiness in it other than the fact it's on Russia's face.]
I have never seen so many stars so closely. If only Gagarin were here to see this with me.
[A pause, and oh god the creepiness is back in his smile.]
And is that a distant planet I see? Mars, maybe? It is only fair that, since America has so carelessly hurt my heart, that the first steps on the moon belong to the Soviet Union. A red planet for the Red Army! I can't wait!
I did not have a good sleep. My chest ached too much. America broke my heart!
[From his coat, Russia draws a bottle of vodka... with his heart in it. Look closely and you'll see the giant gaping bullet hole America put through it. Who knows how he actually fit the heart in the bottle.]
It's so troublesome to heal. It will surely be soaking for days before I can put it back where it belongs.
[He sighs again and puts the bottle back in his coat. Russia turns toward the window, a smile once again on his face. Unlike his usual ones though, this one seems genuinely happy. Not too much creepiness in it other than the fact it's on Russia's face.]
I have never seen so many stars so closely. If only Gagarin were here to see this with me.
[A pause, and oh god the creepiness is back in his smile.]
And is that a distant planet I see? Mars, maybe? It is only fair that, since America has so carelessly hurt my heart, that the first steps on the moon belong to the Soviet Union. A red planet for the Red Army! I can't wait!