《Chapter 1》 The Deal
It's quiet in the big house, until the ringing of the bell at the door, which disturbs the big Countryhuman's who was resting.
The young Countryhuman goes to his front door and sees an old Countryhuman who is slightly smaller and a Countryhuman who is almost as tall as the one next to her. The slightly smaller Countryhuman looks around a hundred years old and has some wrinkles and scars on his face. The smallest, which reaches to the eye level of the Countryhuman standing next to her, greets him first: "Good evening!"
Both Countryhumans have an ushanka on, but otherwise they are completely different, they also have a different shade of red. She smiles and the homeowner also smiles slightly while greeting them: "Good evening both of you!"
The girl and the old man in front of the door have a darker tone. The smaller male Countryhuman wears long brown coats while she wears only a dark purple coat and the taller one wears a loose blue top. The one dressed in blue has red trousers and the one in brown coats is wearing brown jeans while the girl is wearing dark blue jeans.
"Soviet?", the homeowner asks the man standing in front of his doorstep, amazed.
The other Countryhuman briefly explains: "I told you I wanted to visit you."
Russia is surprised that he really shows up and looks at the old Countryhuman before he lets them into his house.
Soviet Union crossed the house to his host's living room before he sat down with his daughter, with Russia's permission and was asked by Russia: "What can I get you to drink?" "One glass of water is enough for me!", says the guest, to which she says, "A glass for me too, please!", whereupon Russia brings them a glass and sits down not far from them.
Soviet takes a long sip of his drink before adding: "The last time we saw each other was at the grave of someone very close to me."
"I know that, but why are you here with another guest now?", asks Russia.
Soviet Union says: "I told you I wanted to tell you the story and I took my daughter with me because I want her to hear the story too."
Soviet daughter is a little nervous about not knowing Russia, but having her father with her shoulder makes her feel more comfortable. "I feel I have to tell the story of me and my partner before I get too old for it.", says Soviet.
Everyone makes themselves more comfortable on the sofa, whereupon Soviet Union's daughter says curiously: "Then tell!"
Her father begins to tell:
Irregular footsteps echoed down a long and vast hallway. The brown doors were small, like a field mouse compared to the size of a housecat. It felt like the room was made of ice. The tiles on the floor were black and white, like those on a chess board. The decorations on the walls were even more symbolic than the tiles, as there were drawings and sculptures all over the place that were supposed to represent the devil and there was a lot of black and red in general in the room. The ceiling was mostly red and the rest of the walls that weren't decorated were black. The floor, sides and ceiling represented the different groups. The hallway seemed so menacing, like everything would jump out and attack you on the spot, or at least that's what the Countryhuman felt, not having had to go through this hallway of horror for the first time.
The Countryhuman was dressed in a white shirt, a dark brown tie that was the color of cherrywood, which was also his trousers and a suit that was beige in color. His clothes were tailored and although made of soft fabrics, due to his love of soft clothing against his sensitive skin. But even the soft fabrics couldn't give him a relaxed feeling.
He hadn't done what he was told to do a number of times by those who trained him. The Countryhuman, just walking down the hallway feeling like someone who could be shredded at any moment, tried to keep his head up and walk to the end of the seemingly endless hallway. His footsteps sounded lightly, but his footsteps were too quiet to be able to hear them with a good echo. The Countryhuman, who appeared tiny in the hallway, was already trying to guess why his old colleague was sending him here.
Was his colleague going to make him an offer that he should attack someone and then stop attacking his area? Was he perhaps too far out of line and should be killed? The red Countryhuman was getting more nervous the closer he got to the door at the end of the hall. Should he die here? How should he die for his betrayal? Should he be burned alive? No, that's not painful enough! They will definitely have something special for his case, because whoever is so high and commits treachery will have it even more difficult! He just wanted to get back in his fluffy bed instead of being here. He had to get through this... somehow.
Moments later, the Countryhuman faced the large looking doors before smoothing down his comfortable suit and adjusting his collar before attempting to appear neutral and sliding the doors open so he could see the darkness of the next room before walking through the gates went.
The darkness enveloped the nervous Countryhuman and he held his hands behind his back to appear more open and expectant as he looked around. Everything is dark, wasn't the one who had asked him here arrived yet? Surely he was already here, watching him. The red, taller than average Countryhuman took his right hand in his left hand as he looked around, but the darkness was too intense for him to see. He just stopped because he couldn't orientate himself and because he was a bit scared because something could come out of the darkness at any moment.
"Third German Reich company, my... guest... be so nice and come closer to the fire... I know you'll freeze to death otherwise.", the red Countryhuman heard from the left side of the room and the voice was more to him as known. The words spoken by his host indicated that he knew that Third Reich was not following orders. The brave Countryhuman, gathered his courage and went to the direction from which the voice came where it was really getting warmer, which made him feel slightly better. The red Countryhuman stretched out his arms to make sure he didn't bump into anything.
Eventually he saw a light light, to which he went without hesitation.
He found himself again at a stove with three armchairs around it. Third Reich saw Britain, his host, seated in one of the armchairs. Britain had a serious demeanor and one hand in his suit. Not even in a conversation between two colleagues would he shed his pride of which side he was on for even a second. "Sit down, we have something to talk about.", Britannia gave out more like a command, whereupon the red Countryhuman moved and sat down in one of the other chairs.
His gut told him that even though these chairs felt like normal leather, they weren't made of animal leather. He hated it but couldn't do anything so he just sat quietly and waited to see what Britain would say. "I really would have liked to ask you here because the others decided to kill you, but apparently they still need you for something. As if you would be useful.", he made fun of his guest. "Thanks for the compliment!", Reich said with mock joy. Britain immediately replied: "I didn't ask you here for compliments. Before the war even started you used to fight with Poland because he doesn't care that a few people are treated badly-" "A few people are understated and if some of my people are mistreated and can't even return to their homeland, that's no small thing for me, because unlike you, I care what's happening to my people.", Third Reich scolded the other Countryhuman.
"Third German Reich you're wrong about that, I don't care what happens to the Germans or what they actually are 'germs', because I want their destruction from within, which is the same thing you were trained to do and they're not your people or anything like that, they're like cattle, squeeze the last bit out of them and when you can't they're no longer relevant. You're not their Countryhuman and their protector! You're not even a real Countryhuman or do you have a family?", Britannia growled. Third Reich bowed his head, at which Britain just smirked. Reich wasn't related to any Countryhuman. He was created by scientists to serve and since he couldn't even fulfill this task he felt useless and a traitor, which he actually was, so to speak, since he taught people of charity, humanity, the importance of happy children, nature and told other important subjects and that wasn't something that the elites liked to see, which is why they threatened him and everything that indicated that there was something good in Reich is being tried to kept secret and his words changed to portray the Countryhuman as the opposite of what he was.
"Now let's get to the real reason why i asked you here.", said Britain, who looked more like he was gloating before he told him, "I'm responsible for a few mass deaths here and there and because I know you don't like them very much, I thought I'd make you a suggestion... I won't attack you anymore and you will also stop attacking me and for that you have to attack the USSR. Think well thinking about it, I already have a target full of people that I've spared enough to not be too afraid of my attacks." Britannia smirked more and more, while Reich could only look at him in anger and shock. "Either you attack Soviet Union or many hundreds of thousands of people will be killed!", Britain reiterated, adding, "How about I bomb every city at once and it rains bombs everywhere?" Great Britain put his guest under pressure with all the horror scenarios that played out in his head. Reich wasn't sure what to do.
"You will decide now or I will give the order to attack!", he threatened Reich. Third Reich spoke immediately: "Wait!... I will agree if you promise me that you will leave my people alone." Britain looked more seriously and said: "Of course! Hand on heart!" He put his hand, which he had in his clothes, on his chest.
Reich didn't trust him, but got up to sign when the door swung open. Startled, they both stared at the door as Reich's soldiers rushed in and within seconds, surrounded Britain. The Countryhumans were confused, but luckily one of Reich's men walked in and declared: "We won against Britain!" "That's impossible!", the blue Countryhuman roared. "We have conquered the British Isles and you, Britain, are under our power.", the man clarified.
Third German Reich smiled happily while Britain sat frustrated in its armchair. Reich looked at Britain, who was seething with anger. "I won't sign your contract. Folks!...Let's go home!", he ordered. "But what will become of our prisoner?", asked the man who had informed him earlier. The Countryhuman said: "When did I ever order the Countryhuman Britain to be our prisoner?" Everyone was silent, knowing he was right. Britain himself was also surprised. "Make yourself comfortable, but not too comfortable!", he said red Countryhuman, "I will destroy this building!" Then the red one turned his back on the blue one and went with his men out of the big room and down the hallway. Now he would fly home.
