[well. shite. he doesn't tell anyone he's going]

[though, thinking back on it, he probably should have at least said something to his husband prussia]

[at last England stands in front of Russia's house. he looks furious and he pounds on the door]

Hey! Open up, Russia! You bastard!

[The door opens with a smiling Russia. innocent face]

Da? [looks at the horizon for anybody else]

You... [he holds up the note] What is the meaning of this?

[looks at the note] kolkolkol

Why don't you make your self comfortable [points to the couch]

I'm not coming in. I just want the boy.

And you don't get the boy unless you get in. ((sheepishly innocent face))

............ [he knows it's a trap. but dammit. England hesitantly walks inside]

[signals AgentRomanov outside to ensure no one goes near their house] good

[closes the door SHUT and points to the study]

[he jumps a little as the door slams behind him]

So. You really are using that boy, aren't you?

(( )) I don't know what you mean

((pulls a chair beside a table with tea and vodka))

sit.

Where is he? [he's not sitting]

you worry too much about him. He'll be safe. so please..SIT

(( ))

How can I NOT worry about him? You took him from my house, you idiot!

He came willingly. He wanted candy

If he went willingly, then why would you leave a note warning me to come alone?

Because I will not give him back unless you came to me. ((sits down on the chair in front of the chair he was offering England ))

[he's still not sitting down man]

Fine. I'm here. Now give him back.

Sit down or I order Agent Romanov to make that kid have the russian treatment

I just want to have a drink with you

You wouldn't hurt the kid. [his eyes narrow] You may be creepy, but I don't see you as someone who'd hurt children.

And if you want it to stay that way, you would listen to what I say.

[a long pause. he's staring at Russia, trying to read him. but it's almost impossible. at last, England sucks in a breath and sits down]

Start talking, Red.

Good. [he tries his best to contain his delight]

How are things at home?

Did you not hear me? I said talk. Tell me what you want.

[pretends he did not hear the question and gets the bottle of vodka ] Vodka? or would you prefer tea?

Russia!

What? [pours vodka on both of their glasses]

why are you in such a hurry? That brat won't die any time soon

I want to know what you want with me!

( ) Everything

...

[he frowns]

Don't you get tired of staying at that small island of yours for so long. [[takes a huge gulp of vodka]]

Don't you get tired of him?

...Him?

[grips his glass firmly, restraining himself. Avoiding throwing it] that man...that man you call husband

I... He's not my husband!

[ALL THE BLUSH]

We're countries. Not humans! W-why do people... keep saying things like that...

[Russia just looks at England stunned, and pauses for a while] It doesn't matter to me what you call him, or anybody at all.

You're always with him.

...That's something you just need to get over, then. Now, where is the lad?

I don't have any intention of getting used to it. Aren't you tired of being with him all the time?

Why would I be?

[frowns] his laugh, his self obsession. Isn't it tiring?

[quiet for a moment. and then he decides to challenge Russia. England knows exactly what he's getting at]

No more tiring than your antics.

[looks at him for a while ] Antics?

Yes.

I am not as boring as him, da?

He's not boring.

he is. I'm sure he is

Why don't you stay here for a while?

You don't understand anything. You scare people away. That is why you'll never be happy.

Do I scare you?

[looks at him expectantly]

You scare everyone.

I didn't think you'd be scared of me[stares at him innocently ]

The only person who isn't afraid of you is your sister, and that's only because she's as mad as you are.

(( )) I'm not mad. ((thinks, "how can he possibly compare me to her))

I'm taking the boy and I'm leaving, Russia. And I want you to leave us alone from now on.

((stands up abruptly)) Net! I will never allow you to leave this house!

[reaches for the bottom of his table and presses a button]

[he sees that and he springs across the table, lunging at Russia and tackling him to the floor]

[grabs England's wrist and turns him towards the floor and leans on him with his body]

[growls and knocks the back of his head into Russia's nose]

[crinkles his nose a bit and presses England on the floor even harder] kolkolkol you'll have to do better than that

[there was no way he was going to miss that huge nose. England feels a sense of satisfaction when he feels

the warm blood on the back of his head]

Damn, you're heavy.

[Rests his head a bit on England's neck "damn that hurt"] That's just my muscles kolkolkol

Riiiight. Muscles. [he goes silent for a moment, concentrating... then the ground around them begins to rumble]

[braces himself as the furniture around him start to tumble and fall to the ground] What are you doing?

[he says nothing. when England opens his eyes they are glowing a brilliant green. things start to levitate off the ground]

Stop it [he panics and hits his head on England's head]

Ow!

[that stupid pipe! he tries moving whatever he can at Russia's head in hopes of knocking him out]

[a bottle of vodka lunges towards him and hits him and blood flows on his forehead, how ironic] Stop that!

[grabs England's head and bangs it on the wall]

[ow! how did Russia manage to survive that? England claws at Russia's hands but eventually he stops moving]

[everything falls down to the floor]

[Russia wobbles on his feet and clutches his hand] Why you....

[uses his other hand to slap England as hard as he can]

Stay with ME!

[out cold] ........

kolkolkol You are mine!

[holds England's head, leans closer and kisses his motionless lips]

[and carries England in his arms up to his room]