Russia is woken up by his phone ringing. It's currently almost 11:30AM. He picks up the phone. "Da, America? Is there something to need?" Russia asks, yawning a bit. Russia has to hold the phone away from his ear as America shouts, "Nope! Just wanted to see if you'd like to come over and hang out?" Russia smiles a little.
"Da, that would be nice. Canada and England will be there, da?" America is quiet for a moment. "Well, actually.. I was thinking maybe it could just be us this time. Maybe we could play 20 Questions again, except you ask me the questions?" Russia's smile widens a bit more. "Da, that's just as good. I'll be over soon, okay?" America laughs. "Okay, dude! Seeya soon!"
Russia hangs up, and gets out of bed. This might be the moment that he's been waiting for.
He leaving for America's house in about 45 minutes, having taken a shower before leaving. Russia doesn't mind the fearful glances from the other countries and people around him, he only smiles at them. Back to normal, he thinks.
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Twenty Questions (RusAme)
FanfictionAmerica finds out how Russia really is and America tries to make up all the words everyone has called him with caring for him and he ends up falling in love I made this for my friend Rebecca and she liked it, so...
