Tomorrow I'm going to be getting braces to finally fix my shitty teeth. Idk if I would look good with them or just stupid but hopefully I don't. Hopefully they don't hurt to bad aswell. I also want to change Reich's hair to blonde but then I would have to deal with other problems to that. Well whatever I will figure that out. Also I want to give my chapters names so you may see me updating every chapter. That's only because I'm adding a new name. Anyways I hope you enjoy chapter 67.
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Russia's POV
November 20th, 1939

Dinner, a time you spend with your family to maybe enjoy time together. Maybe talk about your day or just enjoy each other's company. No arguing just a simple family dinner.

I wonder when the last time was when we had a simple family dinner.

I gently dragged my fork through the food that sat on my plate. I looked at the food that sat on my plate and my body was tense. All I could pretty much hear was the argument my parents were having. We could never go a dinner without them arguing and more then likely my мама walking off somewhere.

I looked over and saw my brothers doing the same thing I did. All of us never liked this, we never did like this.

I then leaned over to GDR. "Go take your food up to your room and eat there, tell FRG to." he looked at me for a few seconds before nodding. He leaned over and whispered the same thing over to his brother before both of them left with their dinner.

I grabbed each side of my plate but before I could even move an inch the table screeched forward a bit on the floor. I flinched a bit at the sound and I could feel the table push up against me a bit. I quickly looked up with widen eyes which looking up probably wasn't the best thing to do.

Мама's face was just twisted with anger as he yelled at папа. Папа seemed to be finished with what he had to say because all папа did was stare at his plate without making a sound. Мама then grabbed a glass of water that sat on the table and dumped all of it onto папа. "What a fucking asshole." he said before walking off somewhere into the house.

I didn't know what some of those words even ment but they couldn't be good or nice. Мама never had anything good to say about папа. A few seconds latter a loud bang rang through the house. More then likely it was the door to мама's office slamming shut.

I got up off the seat and went over to the kitchen. I came back with a little towel and started to wipe some of the water that landed on the table. Папа stopped me though and I looked up at him. He gave me a small smile and took the towel away.

"Take your plate and go eat with your brothers. I will clean the table." I frowned a bit and shook my head. "No I can do it and you need to get into some dry clothes and finish your dinner first. " he shook his head. "No Russia please go finish your dinner with your siblings." I crossed my arms and shook my head. "But-" before I could finish what I was saying when I looked up at him he was giving me a very serious look. When he gave me that look I knew he wasn't playing around.

"I- okay fine." I said before I walked around the table and grabbed my plate. "I love you папа." he smiled a bit at me before he started to clean the water. "I love you to." I reluctantly turned around and started to go towards my siblings room.

It's been a few hours since dinner was finished and I haven't seen or heard from папа or мама. I knew that папа didn't go try to find him or anything because if he did then I would have already heard yelling. No doors upstairs had been opened yet so I knew мама was still inside of his office. Папа was probably inside his or something but I wouldn't really know because his office is downstairs.

I already put GDR and FRG to bed awhile ago and since папа never came to put me to bed like he always did I had to put myself to bed. Sometimes this would happen, it was either because папа just never came or he was off doing his work in his country. Мама never bothered to put me to bed. He said I was old enough to do it myself.

The nights when папа didn't put me to bed those nights were the hardest to go to sleep. I never slept through the night for some reason because I would randomly wake up 1-3 times a night. The worst part is that it is really hard for me to actually fall back asleep. I must have some sort of sleeping problems.

I sat up in my bed and let out a little sigh. I really wish it was easier to actually go to sleep.

I got out of my bed and wrapped my favorite yellow blanket around my shoulders and brought my teddy bear to my chest. I opened the door and quietly walked out of the room. I made sure to avoid the creaky floorboards while I made my way down the hall. Soon enough I made it to my parents room and when I opened the door there was no soul in sight.

I was a bit confused about that and I turned my head to look down the hall again. Under the door to мама's office I could see light coming from inside the room. He must still be inside there then.

I closed the bedroom door and started to make my way to the stairs. When I made it I started to walk down them making sure that I avoided the creaky parts of the steps. I made it down and I walked over to the dinning room and when I got there the table was all clean and put back to where it should be. There was still no папа though.

I looked over at the backdoor and it wasn't open so he couldn't be outside. Plus since it's late November it was cold and currently snowing outside.

I walked over to the little hallway that was connected to the dinning room and I looked down it. There was only to doors down this hallway. One door was to a little bathroom and the other door was to папа's office. Under the office door was light coming from inside. Папа must be in there.

I went over to the door and opened it just enough to peek my head through. When I did though I immediately got hit with some weird smells. I could identify one smell as being those weird brown things that produce smoke but the other smell I didn't know.

I found it weird that he was doing that inside though. Мама didn't like it so папа never did that inside and always did it outside.

I opened the door a bit more and made my way inside. He seemed lost in thought since he hasn't said anything to me yet. I stopped at his desk and gently tapped him.

"Папа." I quietly said and he quickly looked at me. His eyes were a bit glossy and red. I started to feel concerned when I noticed this. "Are you okay папа?" I asked him but he didn't answer me. The soft light from the lamp on the desk made the glossyness of his eyes more noticeable.

He stared at me for a few more seconds before he started to speak. "You kinda remind me of how Reich used to act or maybe like Weimar." I felt confused when he mentioned that name.

Who's Weimar? What is папа even talking about?

When he did talk I could kinda smell that weird smell. I didn't know what it was but apparently you can ingest it. "Because you act so much like Reich used it it scares me that you may turn out just like him." I could see his hands turn into fists but his dead facial expression didn't change.

"Just like him."

He slowly took his gaze away from me and leaned forward. Папа grabbed a bottle from off the desk and lazily brought it to his lips before taking a big sip of whatever was inside of it. I looked at the desk and there was a empty bottle ontop of it. It looked the same as the one папа was drinking so I read it.

The label had some words that I couldn't really read but a word that I could kind of read was the word vodka. I didn't know what vodka was but it definitely gave off a weird smell. When I smelt it my nose tingled a bit.

I looked down and I noticed 2 other bottles that looked the exact same. Is папа okay?

I looked back up and I noticed that he sat the bottle back down onto the desk. "I hate loving your мама so much but I really do. I wouldn't know what to do with my sad and pathetic excuse of a life without him. I wonder how life would be like if I did stay with Weimar though."

There he was agian, talking about this Weimar person. I didn't recognize that name at all. I mean this is the first time папа has ever said this name before. "Папа who's Weimar?" I asked and he immediately looked over at me.

"He's your мама's older brother. He never liked to talk about Weimar and he hates when I do it so we've never brought up his name around you. You never met him because I don't know how that would have went. He died a year or so after you were born though."

He looked away and sat there for a few seconds before grabbing the bottle agian. "Reich's better in bed though." he grind a bit with a small laugh before he took another sip of the drink.

What did that even mean?

Soon enough папа finished whatever was in the bottle and placed it onto the desk. He grunted when he realized that it was empty and he stood up from the chair. He swayed left to right as he stood. "Sit down I will be right back." Папа walked out of the room but each step he took didn't look right at all.

I just did what папа asked me to do and I sat down on his office chair. Soon enough папа came back with another one of those bottles. He shut the door completely  and placed the bottle onto the desk. He held his hands out to grab me and when he did he lifted me off the chair and he sat down with me on his lap.

I placed my head on his chest and the only smell that really filled my nose was whatever папа was drinking. I didn't hate the smell it was just different and it made my nose tingle.

I heard the new bottle open and I could only imagine that папа started to chug that down to. I wonder why he was drinking so much of that. I wonder why he was acting weird and what he even ment by half the things he has said.

"Go to bed Russia." he said and I felt as he gently rubbed my back. I cuddled up to him a bit more as I wrapped myself in my favorite yellow blanket.

I wasn't going to lie I did feel really tired and just from папа rubbing my back it made me feel even more tired. Soon enough everything completely left my mind as I closed my eyes.

"I love you папа." I mumbled as my body shut down for the night.

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Y'all I'm tired. I've been writing for the pass 4+ hours so I'm going to sleep after this. Also I got 15 days left until I get a 1 year streak on Duolingo. Anyways here's a little quote thingy.

"You know damn well you can't kill me. You don't want to be like Vater so you won't kill your own brother even if you wanted to pull that trigger right now."

-Federal Republic of Germany (FRG)
1989

Anyways I hope you have a good day/morning/night or whatever time you are reading this.

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