the shadows are cold- (LatviaXAnyone. PAFP)

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    [shadow=black,left]"I have, like, no idea why you are here! And I'm totally sure i didn't invite you or something!"[/shadow]


    The video above has a bit of blood in it, if you don't like that kind of thing I advise you not to watch it.
    To the hetalia fans: this might break your feels


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    IC-
    "Sorry... I-i just don't want anything to happen to either of us.." He muttered, picking up a few more weapons and tools and stuffing them in a bag
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  • Peter smiled and looked over at his friend, his blue eyes soft. "dont worry, ok? niether of us will get hurt, i pinky promise." he held up his pinky and smiled.

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    "I cant let you make a promise you cant keep." He muttered, going back to cleaning.


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  • Peter looked down at his feet, nodding. "yeah, sorry..." he filled his bag and smiled again, this might actually work. "hey, how much more do you have left, im done."

  • peter smiled and walked over, "here, i'll help." he reached up and grabbed a blade, tossing it into the bag.

  • with Peter's help, he was soon able to finish with the last of the tools. "Thanks. Now we need to get these out of here."

  • Peter nodded and smiled, picking up his large bag. quickly but carefully he walked out, making it up the stairs one step at a time. "we gotta hurry up..."

  • Raivis picked up the other bag and joined him on the stairs. "You say that but you need to be moving a bit faster, Peter."

  • he nodded and tried to go quicker, taking at least two steps at a time. he made it upstairs and rushed to the door, opening it and running right into someone.

  • Raivis was right behind him when Peter ran into the person, and was instantly trembling. Like it was automatic or something.

  • Peter looked up and his blood ran cold, he knew he was dead. "o-oh, u-um, hello, Mr. Russia sir, w-we were just...cleaning up around the house..." he quickly tried to hide the bag as best as he could, but his small body could only do so much.

  • Raivis automatically stepped forward and put an arm around Peter, using this position to cover the micronation's mouth tightly, leaving him at least able to breathe through his nose. He was careful like that. "It was my fault.. I had the idea this morning and asked Sealand to help me.." It was obvious Russia knew exactly what was in that bag, but he had to save one of their skins somehow

  • Peter pushed Ravis's hand away, shaking his head. "n-no, Russia, it was me. i was stupiud and thought we would get away with it, and Ravis had tried to stop me but i pulled him into it, bu please, dont hurt him..." he let go of the bag and stood in fron of his friend, he was keeping true to his promise, Russia wouldnt lay a finger on Ravis if Peter had anything to do with it.

  • Raivis sighed quietly, looking down at the floor. How many times would he have to remind Peter that he wasn't immortal like everyone else was? That worried him so much.

  • Peter glanced back at ravis and hesitated before looking back up at Russia, "i-i promise, i'll put every thing back on my own, just let Ravis be."

  • Raivis felt pressured now to find the right words. "B-but if you do hurt him, you'll have Sweden, Finland, and I against you.."

  • Peter looked back at Ravis and shook his head quickly, his blue eyes desperate. 'stop talking' he mouthed to ravis before picking up the bags and looking up at Russia. "s-so? you wont hurt Ravis?"

  • Russia had just been watching them as they freaked out so easily. "Nyet.... I wont hurt Raivis." He answered, staring down at them. He wasn't smiling, which was something that scared Latvia even more. "I'll help him put it back." He said this as more of a statement than an offer. He was going to do it.

  • Peter took the bag from Ravis and shook his head, looking up at Ravis, "no, i need to do this on my own, i dragged you into this." he looked up at Russia before dragging both bags behind him, his hands shaking. how could he have been so stupid! it was a stupid idea and he knew he was going to get caught, so why did he try it? he still didnt have the answer to that question as he made his way down the stairs, the sharp and pointed edges poking into the back of his bare legs.