((Well. I'm having a blackout here.... Great. And I'm bored.
So yeah. Question of the day, what do you do to kill time during a blackout?))

Previously: "Big sister will you get off me. You're going to wake-"
I stopped when I heard the soft sounds of feet coming down the stairs.
"Mommy?"
'Too late...'
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'Too late...'
"Da. I'm over here." I called to her, (Y/n) shuffled over to me in her white long socks, rubbing her eyes.
'Why does she have to be so cute?! No stop it! I cannot have these feelings of the adorableness!!!'

"I woke up and heard banging noises..."
I gave a small glare to Ukraine, who bowed her head.
"Hello dear!" My big sister greeted, smiling at the little girl and avoiding my glare, I grunted and continued to sew the rabbit.

She smiled back and walked over to us hesitantly.
"Go ahead. You can sit down." I informed her, gesturing to the spot that was in between my sister and I.
She nodded and plopped down right in the middle of us, she looked up at Ukraine. Since she was younger, her head was under her boobs, so really her milk bags were the first thing she saw.
"You must be Auntie Ukraine right?" Ukraine nearly squealed, nodding.
'She's way into this whole niece thing... Why doesn't she get a kid of her own if she wants one so bad in stead of making me get one?' I huffed.

"I remembered you because mom told
Me you have big milk bags." (Y/n) explained, causing me to tense up and accidentally prick myself with the needle.
"Ow" I hissed, cursing something afterward in Russian. Ukraine just sat there awkwardly for a few moments, laughing nervously.

"That was rude. Don't say that!" I scolded her harshly, (Y/n) flinched, and Ukraine gave me a small glare.
'Oh... Whoops.'
And for the first time, I did something I hadn't really done before... It felt really weird.
I have never had to apologize before... Mostly because I don't tend to do things I regret I suppose.
"Sorry." I breathed, taking a deep breath.
I didn't notice it but a small smile had formed on my big sister's face.
Suddenly Ukraine's phone rang, stopping out little conversation, I let out a small sigh of relief as Ukraine left to answer the call.

"Is Mr. Bunny going to be ok?" She asked, looking at her stuffed toy that I was sewing and patching together, I patted her on the head. "Da he'll be ok."
We continued to chat for a little while, then Ukraine came back into the room.
"I have to leave, I have an emergency meeting with my boss, I'm sorry." She apologized, grabbing her bag.
(Y/n) ran over and gave Ukraine a hug, the 5-6 year old girl only a little higher then her hips.

"Goodbye Auntie Katyia!" She said, saying farewell to my sister.
Ukraine smiled, "see you soon! It was nice to meet you (Y/n)!" Ukraine said leaning down to hug (Y/n) and accidentally smothering her with her boobs before she stood up again, and turned to me and smiled "Good bye little sister. I'll see you at the next meeting da?" She confirmed, I grunted nodding, my eyes fixed on the bunny I was sewing.
"Good bye again!" (Y/n) said, waving goodbye as Ukraine walk away.

(Y/n closed the door, smiling happily she sat back down next to me and watched me sew.

I narrowed my eyes, if I glared at the rabbit any harder, I swear I could have burned a hole right through the center.
'Why does seeing those two together bother me so much?!' I wondered.
'I can't be jealous can I? No that's absurd! Why would I be jealous of her!?'

Then it hit me, I was jealous because I had never had this relationship with her! Ukraine is afraid of me!!! She hates me!!! Why else would she not want me to be with big brother!
Ukraine is treating her so kindly... She never talked to me that way...
I took a shaky breath, already feeling tears begin to form at my eyes.
'That has to be the answer. why else would she said I have Russia issues and make me get a kid. Hoping it'll 'help me''

"Mommy? Why are you crying?..." (Y/n) asked, looking up at me with worried (e/c) eyes.

"I'it's nothing... Are you hungry?" I was desperately trying to change the topic before I got too emotional.
"Oh ok..." She said disappointedly, "did I do something wrong?"

"N-no (Y/n), you haven't done anything wrong... You're just too young to understand right now. I'll go make dinner, what do you want?" I explained, wiping a rebel tear from my cheek.
"U-um... I don't know. At the orphanage we usually ate whatever we could."
"I see then. I'll make something for both of us."

(Y/n) sat in one of the chairs on the kitchen counter as I made mac'n'cheese. I'm not very good at cooking, but at least this it's edible, unlike England's.

I set the two plates of mac'n'cheese in front of us. (Y/n) looked as though she had never seen food before, she began eating, obviously enjoying what I made.
I just sat there picking at my food, I wasn't very hungry.
"Momma aren't you going to eat?"
I looked up at her, shaking my head. "No, I'm not very hungry."
"Ok!"
"Tomorrow we'll pick up some cloths and such for you. But right now you need a bath. I think I have some extra things from when I was your age that you could wear."
"Really?"
"Da."
"What does that mean?"
"It means yes."
She nodded and giggled finishing her food I cleared both our plates and got her ready for her bath, turning on the water, I filled up the bathtub with a sigh.
I need to stop being so, what is the word.... Jealous? (Y/n) is my responsibility now weather I like it or not. I have to push away all of my envy and focus on caring for her. Ugh, I can't believe I just said that. What is going on with me?

((Sorry for the long wait, but here's a really bad third chapter!
Sorry this one's super weird. Belarus is jealous of Y/N bc Ukraine never cared about her as a kid (or so she thinks) but seems to care about Y/n. So it's the relationship she never had with Ukraine.
UGH! As a writer I shouldn't have to explain stuff like this!!! Sorry if it's horrible. Hope you all have a great day and see you in the next chapter!!))