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Fandom Country Mansion (Hetalia RP)

China shifted slightly "Fine." He sighed softly then looked around at the others. "You haven't taken one sip since I got here, you sure your alright?" He laughed
 
Russia looked around, "Well....I was too busy watching everyone. People watching was always fun," he let out his usual chuckle.
 
"Especially with these idiots running around pretending that they know how to run a country," Russia snickered more evilly this time.


Why won't they all become one with Russia..? He grinned at the thought as his purple aura spewed out.
 
Sweden leaned casually against the counter, doing nothing in particular. He wasn't quite sure what was happening - so fast the events had moved, and so was keeping to himself. The white-blonde male made no sound as his icy eyes roved the room, looking as a few of the others interacted with each other. The male made no move to advance from his spot.
 
Russia noticed the presence of another man enter the room. While keeping his attention on China, he sent Russian vibes towards Sweden's direction. "Kolkolkol~ Notice me," he chanted to himself.
 
Someone was watching him, if the prickles at the back of his neck were any indication. The Swede glanced up momentarily, and was surprised to find that it was Russia staring at him. Very intensely, one might add. "Do you want s'mething?" Berwald asked, as he tilted his head to the side. He wasn't quite intimidated by Russia - not really, though even he would admit that the broad-shouldered fellow was quite odd on occasion. Sometimes even creepy. Then again, Sweden didn't make it a thing to hang around the Russian a lot, so it could have just been lack of experienced. There were things about Russia though, weird things, that he had heard whispered between some of the other countries.
 

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