decided that he's dead bored out of his mind. Really bored, so he had his private plane drop him in the middle of Europe. Where he is now,

he doesn't quite know, so he's just wandering about until he reaches a house. He knocks on the door, wondering where the heck he is.

hears someone knocking, so goes to answer it. She opens the door and asks, "What?"

"Eh...." He shrinks back when the door opens and just... sort of stares. "Who're you?" Somehow, she looked really familiar...

"Natalya Arlovskaya..." What was Alfred doing at her house anyways?

"Natalya..." His memory is slightly foggy (as it always seems to be), and he struggles to remember... why is it so familiar...? "Uh...

wait! Are you a nation?"

"Belarus, yes."

... and realization has dawned on him, and he grins. Now he remembers. "Oooh, you're Russia's sister, yeah?"

"Sadly, I am. Though that is going to change soon." She really didn't like standing in the doorway. "Get in here already."

nods to that; he's definitely not going to resist getting inside! He takes a quick peek around, curious. "What do you mean change soon?"

He's confused. "You can't just "change" family!"

"We'll be getting married." She didn't want to press the matter; her obsession with Ivan had been dying down lately.

would have totally just spit out whatever liquid was in his mouth... if he did have something in there. Eyes bugging out, he asks, "What?

Why would you marry your own... brother?"

not amused. "He's the most amazing man I've ever met. I can overcome any obstacle for my Ivan."

... is... going to back off a little now... Oh, dear. But he has a feeling if he runs, that's not the best thing to do. "Yeah, I totally

agree with the best man thing, but... uh... isn't that... kind of weird...?"

"Sure it is." She simply replied, trying not to push the subject. She walked back down the hallway, expecting him to follow.

follows along, torn between amusement and... feeling a little bit uncomfortable. No, it... really wasn't normal. It was like him trying to

Matt. "But what if... he likes someone else..?"

"That person will have to go." She takes a step into the kitchen and pauses the music. "Feel free to find something, I'm doing the dishes."

... sits on the table and just kind of.. stares at her back for a few seconds. She was cool and all, but this... thing with sibling

marriage was just weird. "But... you can't just kill another nation, ya' know." He blinks. "Do ya' want me to help?"

"If you'd like..." She half-groaned. Her 'he'll get obsessed with her music player and leave her alone' plan didn't work.

didn't actually see the said music player, seeing as how he was distracted by thoughts of sibling marriage. But now he sees it, and

lumbers over to it. "Ooooh, this is cool! Totally state of the art. Did ya' get it from Japan?"

"It was a present. Ivan... bought it from Japan." She didn't have the nerve to say it was stolen.

's smile grows a little wider as he fiddles with the buttons. "Sounds awesome.~ He must really care about you, huh?" Geez, that guy was a

real softie, after all.

"I don't really think he's a fan of me. I'll get there one of these days." She's getting closer to finishing the dishes.

can't help but grin at that. Determination is definitely the key! He starts fiddling with the radio to find a station that's in English.

"'Course he is! He's your bro right? Why wouldn't he be?~"

"I really do wish that was the case..." She finished by washing her hands. "You can find English pop on 107.5."

tilts his head, blinking. "Hm? What do ya' mean by that?" And he nods thankfully at her direction, before going to just that. Woop, good

ole' understandable English. 8D

She smiled a little. He really was an idiot. She took some iced tea out of the fridge and poured it into glasses. "Do you want some iced tea

?"