Schlaf ein, schlaf ein, schlaf ein
Du gähnst schon, komm, kuschel dich ein
Ich sing dir noch ein Lied
Ich freu mich so, dass es dich gibt
Ich wünsch dir eine gute Nacht
Wir sehen uns, wenn wieder die Sonne lacht
Schlaf ein, schlaf ein, schlaf ein
Wir lieben dich, schlaf jetzt ein
Wir lieben dich, schlaf jetzt ein
Schlaf ein, schlaf ein, schlaf ein...
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"...huh?" I blinked sleepily as I slowly got up from the bed. Sun streamed in from the window and all was silent. A quick check of the clock on my bedside table told me that it was 8am, Saturday. "What was that dream about?" I muttered, stretching my back. The melody haunted me but as I went about my morning routine, its tune began to fade from my memory. I didn't mind, it wasn't that important anyways.
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I ate breakfast with the gang as per normal and we joked about. The unease and tension I had been feeling slowly dissipated. But it came back with full force when a dark and icy aura fell on the table. Looking up, I saw a tall country, hands behind his back wearing a ushanka. Russia. My eyes narrowed as he motioned for NK to follow him. SK looked on wearily as his brother smiled–one of the rare times he did–as NK got up from his seat. Russia whispered something and NK nodded before running off. America clutched his glass tightly as Canada's kind gaze darkened. "Польша, can I talk to you for a moment? Privately," he added the last bit in a hurry, his grey eyes shifting over to look at the Brittianna twins. America drained his glass of apple juice as he slammed the cup on the table.
"What do you want with Poland?" he asked, eyes sharpening at Russia.
"Can't I just talk to a fellow classmate Америка?"
"Whatever you want to say, you can say it here," America retorted. Russia's eyes sharpened and he drew himself to his full height. America stood up, hands on the table as he glared at Russia. Canada pursed his lips but said nothing. I did notice however, he tugged on the hem of America's shirt as a warning. Of course, his brother paid that no mind. Ukraine sat still, her head downwards and from where I was seated, I could see her hands were balled into fists. SK, Japan and Italy averted their eyes as they continued to eat.
"I'll go. Let's go Russia," America looked at me incredulously and I shot him a look. He slumped but nodded. "Fine, but if you do anything funny, I'll make sure you'll have your ass beaten!" he warned. Russia snorted, rolling his eyes as he muttered, "Whatever. Come Польша."
We walked out of the dining hall as students stared at us, whispering. We walked a little bit more before Russia guided me to an empty hallway. He studied me for a moment and I crossed my arms. "What do you want to talk about?"
"I want to know what happened between you and Germany. Knowing the boy, he'd never harm anyone unless provoked. Did you do something to provoke him?"
I stared at the Russian, mouth agape. How could he throw out a random accusation like this? Who did he think he was? The police? Russia stared at me, waiting for an answer as I squirmed. "Well? What are you waiting for? A red carpet?" he asked after a while. I glared and shook my head as I said, "This is confidential. I can't tell you."
"Then why does America know?"
My eyes widened as I stuttered, "Wh...wha...what?" Russia's eyes widened ever so slightly as a sickening grin spread across his face. If it wasn't for the shock I was feeling, I would most likely be quaking with fear. "Yes, Китай overheard the twins talking about this yesterday in the library and he told me about it over dinner," Russia leaned closer towards me, a glint in his grey eyes, "So tell me Poland, what happened between you and Germany hmm?" I took a step back as my eyes shifted over to the window behind Russia. I gulped, hopefully leaving this place wouldn't require me to put up a fight. "Why don't you tell me what you already know? That way I won't have to repeat myself," I suggested as the Russian shook his head. My eyes narrowed as I tried again. Still he rejected.
"You might try to lie and we can't have that now can we?"
I gritted my teeth, silently cursing at Russia. I had to admit that he was good at reading people. Too good in fact. It was a skill he got from the Tsar after spending years with him.
"Why do you even want to know what happened between me and Prince Germany? It's not like it concerns you."
"Oh but it does. Germany's my friend and I fully intend to find out the truth to clear the charges."
I glared at him as Russia smirked. "So what will it be? Will you tell me now Poland?" he leaned closer. He slowly backed me into the corner and I began to panic. Suddenly, he slammed his hands next to the wall behind me. I was trapped. "Let me go..." I whispered and Russia grinned sadistically. "Not until you tell me the truth, Poland," he said, his once lifeless grey eyes brightening.
"OI! What do you think you're doing Росія!" it was Ukraine! Russia turned around, his eyes returning back to their lifeless state. "Что ты здесь делаешь?" he snarled at his sibling. Ukraine flipped her braid as she shot back, "Я мог бы спросить тебя о том же!" Russia rolled his eyes as he flashed me a creepy smile. "Poland and I were just having a talk. That's all, right Polska?" I shivered at the use of my name in my native tongue as I shook my head. Russia's gaze visibly darkened as he gnashed his teeth. Ukraine glared at her brother as she called for me to follow her. "America's looking for you," Ukraine held her hand out and I gladly took it as she dragged me away. As we walked away, I saw Russia glaring at me, fists clenched as a shadow casted over his eyes. He slowly receded into the shadows and I shivered.
"Are you okay Poland?" I turned to face a concerned Ukraine.
I nodded and thanked her. "No problem. I'll be going now, Ame is still in the dining hall with Nada so you can head there," she smiled before rushing off. I didn't even say goodbye... There was undeniably some tension between me and Ukraine stemming from the fact that Papa had decided to block some of the exports coming from the Kingdom of Winter due to some issues with Tsar Soviet. What the issues were was something I did not know. Papa wouldn't tell me. Despite Ukraine's pleading for me to help out negotiations, I knew I couldn't. I wasn't in rule and my words would mean nothing. She got pretty mad at me but she mellowed out after...2 months? Even then, tension still lingered.
If only I could get our friendship back on track again.
Translations:
Польша--Poland
Америка--America
Китай--China
Росія--Russia
Что ты здесь делаешь--What are you doing here
Я мог бы спросить тебя о том же--I could ask you the same thing
Song lyric translation:
Sleep, sleep, sleep
You already yawn, come, cuddle up
I'll sing another songI'm looking forward to giving you
I wish you a good night
See you when the sun laughs again
Sleep, sleep, sleep We love you, sleep now
We love you, sleep now
Sleep, sleep, sleep
A/N: The song is called Schlaf ein, and it is a German lullaby. It sounds so soothing and I thought it'd be something intresting to add. Song at the bottom.
Question time!
1) Was the German lullaby a dream or was it real?
2) What is one real world recent event shown in this chapter? Clue: Ukraine
3) Who wants a special QnA session when BbD hits 1K reads?
Aight, that's all from me for today. See you soon!