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"Mr Russia?" Amrum gently tugged on Russia's long overcoat, trying to gain his attention.
"Huh? Oh! What is it sunflower?" The larger country finally found the location of the voice, and crouched down so he was the same height as the small island. "Hasn't Germany already left? You should be with him, da?"
"Ja, but, I stayed behind to give you something! I hope you like it, I grew it all by myself from a seed!" Amrum declared proudly - she was proud, even more so that she had kept it concealed from her two brother, Italy and Japan the whole time.
"Oh? What is it then?" Russia asked, amused by the little girl that stood in front of him.
"Close you eyes, hold out your hands and you vill get a big surprise!" She chanted, grinning.
Playing along, Russia shut his eyes and held his two hands out. He then felt something soft placed gently in his palm, as though Amrum was scared she might break it. Opening them again, his face turned into a real smile.
"Do you like it Mr Russia?" Amrum asked anxiously.
"I love it. It's very pretty." Russia looked at the sunflower she had placed in his hand. "You grew this yourself, da?"
"Ja! I found the seed in the park, and I thought you vould like it! Trying to hide it from my brothers vas hard, and Italy and Japan, because they vould try help. I vanted to grow it all by myself!" Amrum said.
"It's lovley, just like you." Russia reached out and patted Amrum's head carefully.
"Amrum!" Germany was heard calling.
"I got to go now! Goodbye Mr Russia!" The girl suddenly leaned forward and wrapped her arms round his neck.
Russia froze. Usually, he would hurt anyone who touched his scarf, and the girl had her arms on it. But he found he couldn't even bring himself to think of doing that to the island. So, he curled his round the little girl instead.
"Goodbye Amrum. Be good now. And maybe you can come and help me grow some in my flower box, da?" he said as she left go to run down the corridor.
"Da!" The small girl called over her shoulder as she vanished from his sight.

creative titles are creative.
Too lazy to draw a proper background... or even properly draw it.
Fluff, fluff, fluff everywhere!

Base belongs to --> aqua999.deviantart.com/art/Lik…
Russia belongs to
Amrum is mine!
You belong to Russia, da?

Description
"Mr Russia?" Amrum gently tugged on Russia's long overcoat, trying to gain his attention.
"Huh? Oh! What is it sunflower?" The larger country finally found the location of the voice, and crouched down so he was the same height as the small island. "Hasn't Germany already left? You should be with him, da?"
"Ja, but, I stayed behind to give you something! I hope you like it, I grew it all by myself from a seed!" Amrum declared proudly - she was proud, even more so that she had kept it concealed from her two brother, Italy and Japan the whole time.
"Oh? What is it then?" Russia asked, amused by the little girl that stood in front of him.
"Close you eyes, hold out your hands and you vill get a big surprise!" She chanted, grinning.
Playing along, Russia shut his eyes and held his two hands out. He then felt something soft placed gently in his palm, as though Amrum was scared she might break it. Opening them again, his face turned into a real smile.
"Do you like it Mr Russia?" Amrum asked anxiously.
"I love it. It's very pretty." Russia looked at the sunflower she had placed in his hand. "You grew this yourself, da?"
"Ja! I found the seed in the park, and I thought you vould like it! Trying to hide it from my brothers vas hard, and Italy and Japan, because they vould try help. I vanted to grow it all by myself!" Amrum said.
"It's lovley, just like you." Russia reached out and patted Amrum's head carefully.
"Amrum!" Germany was heard calling.
"I got to go now! Goodbye Mr Russia!" The girl suddenly leaned forward and wrapped her arms round his neck.
Russia froze. Usually, he would hurt anyone who touched his scarf, and the girl had her arms on it. But he found he couldn't even bring himself to think of doing that to the island. So, he curled his round the little girl instead.
"Goodbye Amrum. Be good now. And maybe you can come and help me grow some in my flower box, da?" he said as she left go to run down the corridor.
"Da!" The small girl called over her shoulder as she vanished from his sight.

creative titles are creative.
Too lazy to draw a proper background... or even properly draw it.
Fluff, fluff, fluff everywhere!

Base belongs to --> aqua999.deviantart.com/art/Lik…
Russia belongs to
Amrum is mine!
You belong to Russia, da?