America POV:
Shit!
"WHERE IS TEXAS?!?" I ask Virginia.
"He's in the medbay!" - Virginia
"Ok, Russia come on." I look at Russia turn back then start walking towards the house.
Russia runs to catch up with me.
~Time skip brought to by my sleep deprivation~
"Dixie" I yell with urgency. "Where is he?!?! Is he ok?!!"
"Alrigh' mama bear! Calm down now." Dixie says. He does not in fact help me calm down by saying that. But you know what does?
Russia grabbed my shoulder! My right one! He's standing to my left! Did I mention he's touching me?!?! Oh my fucking god he's so cold! It feels so good compared to my hot skin! He actually calms me down a bit by doing this! How?!?! How does he do that?!!! Is he using some kind of magic?!?! It has to be magic. I can't be THAT in love with him that just a simple little friendly touch grounds me! I can't be! Right? (Half of the words for this chapter went into this single paragraph.)
"Is he ok?" I say more calmly. I'm on the verge of tears here my son might be seriously injured.
"He's fine," Dixie says. "He woke up just a second ago and asked for something to eat. He should still be awake."
My eyes widen... I run into the room he's in.
"Hey mama..." Texas says.
"Hey baby," I say as I start to cry.
"Mama please don't cry."- Texas
I walk over to him and sit on his bed. I notice Russia in the door watching us.
"I can't help it baby." I say wiping tears off my face. "You worried me big guy."
"I'm sorry mama," Texas says. "I didn't mean to make you worry."
"I know baby, I know." -Me
"Hey mama?" -Texas
"Yeah baby?" - Me
"Why's that Russin scum here?" Texas says looking at Russia.
"Oh!" I say surprised. "Well you see... I want him here because he's nice. So show a little respect and don't call him scum."
"Oh, sorry Mr. Vodka." - Texas
Russia laughs at that. His laugh is really pretty. It makes my spine tingle... God I'm down bad for this man! Shit. This wasn't suppose to happen it was just a crush! Goddamnit!
Texas POV:
God my mam is sooooo gay.
I guess Russia is gonna be my new dad!
Alaska's gonna love this.
(Word count : 398)
Authors notes: I swear I'm alive! Also please leave comments! They flue me. I need sleep.
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