"Oh so now you can see me!" Canada says gruffly, as though his voice has not been used all month. That is stupid. Russia of course has been singing loudly at the top of his lungs whenever he feels isolated and his voice is well-used and not gravelly like Canada's old-man voice. But slowly the gravel wears off. "Now that I've gone and made all of this, now you can see me!"

"I did not know you were here!" says Russia. "I would have said hello. Maybe you could even have some of my fish."

"You have - aargh!" Canada is annoyed and perturbed. "I don't need your fish."

"Well, what have you been eating?"

"I haven't - th-that's not important!"

"Don't be mad at me," Russia says.



I have to write this beach fluff fic for an exchange, and it's due tonight and I just arrrgh I want to nope so much out of it and write angry sex instead. And I can't really write fluff so I made them be stranded on a desert island where there is, incidentally, a beach. :c they will eventually fall in love. Maybe. oh god I don't even know.

If anybody knows how to write good, cheap, fluff out there, please, please send me some advice. :s