You dress in your best dress and wait for Russia. You here a knock on the door and go to open it.  Russia is at the door, wearing a red shirt, white suit, and his everpresent scarf. "Hello, (name)," Russia says when he sees you. "Hello," you answer back. "We will go now, da?" "Of course."

     As you and Russia start walking down the street to the resteraunt you planned to go to, you pass a dark alley. You see something move before a woman jumps at you. "GET AWAY FROM RUSSIA," Belarus yells. You turn expecting Russia to be cowering in fear, but instead his face is flushed with anger. "I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE TONIGHT, DA?" Russia yells, pulling a small knife out of his pocket. "You remember how I said I would break your knife if you annoy me,da?" Belarus' face go  bone white. Nodding, she shrinks back into the shadows.

      When you get to the restaraunt, you make your orders and sit down. When you finish eating, Russia asks," America is planning a Christmas party. You want to come,da?" "Of course I'll come," you reply. "Good," Russia says. He stands up and leans down. He gives you a quick kiss, then leaves. You sit there in shocked silence, blushing furiously.  Russia just kissed me. You get up and leave the restaraunt, imagining the fun you'll have at the Christmas party.