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“Communism has never worked” The woman with the raspy voice has said. The lights in the office were turned off and the curtains were shut even though it was a bright day. USSR's heart was beating faster than ever in his heart. He almost felt as it would explode any minute. “Come on, Sovetskiy, take a bite.” The woman now said and placed down a pizza box on the table. “A taste of capitalism.” The country bit his lips.
“What is the meaning of this? The people have voted 70%-” “That doesn't matter.” The woman opened the pizza box. “This will go down in history. The day were the horror regime crumbled and America has won.” Soviet could feel his anger boil up but he forced himself to stay as calm as possible. It wouldn't be good for his already damaged body to get angry.
“You can't force me to lay down my service. My duty is to represent all the republics of the Soviet-” “Yes, ALL the republics.” The woman took a bite off the pizza. Soviet watched her as she sat down. “Put down your duty without a fight and it won't be so painful to watch.” “Never!” He was determined to not go down like that.
“You!” Soviet pointed at the woman in anger and slapped the pizza piece out of her hands. “Were supposed to bring the economic crisis under control! Not buy fucking Pizza Hut! I gave you this position because I trusted you! Is this how you thank me for taking care of you since your birth?” The woman sitting on the chair just laughed though.
“From the beginning your fall was obvious and unstoppable. It was only a matter of time and I let it speed up. Enough people have suffered under your hand.” Soviet slammed his hands on the table and got as close as possible to the woman's face. “Oh, and who are you to judge me? How do I deserve this but America doesn't?” The woman was silent for a while. Eventually though, she closed the pizza box and stood up. “I have always preferred capitalism since I was a child. And now finally I can do something about it.”
Soviet's breath was stunned from disappointment. “I can't believe I raised you to turn out like this, Ukraina.“ She walked over to the windows and opened the curtains. “Sovetskiy, don't make this harder as it is. You're a country, not a father. Even if you want me to call you my father, you have always been a bad father. You tried to better yourself but it was never enough. It will never be. Communism will never work and I know you would never put it down yourself.” The country was too hurt to actually answer his daughter. He never felt so betrayed than right now. Even Reich's betrayal has been less painful and this asshole literally sent the German Air Force after him.
“Sovetskiy.” She said more intense. The tall country raised one of his eyebrows. “This is my revenge. For the Holodomor. We're not humans, such things have never been illegal to you.” Soviet's eyes widen and then he wheezed. “Oh, Ukraina.” He giggled louder and saw his daughter's eyes inflaming from his words. “Stupid Ukraina, Stupid Ukraina... How often do I have to tell you that it was never my intention for that to happen. It was a famine, not a genocide of the Ukrainian people. Rossiya and Turkey suffered under it too. Even me...”
It wasn't good for him to get angry. He felt another crack on his arm expanding. It hurt but he stayed strong and ignored his current health issues. He slowly walked closed to his daughter and carefully placed his hands on his daughter. “Was I too gentle? Should I have forced you too only learn Russian? Strip you of your culture? Ukraina, what did I do wrong?” He mumbled as his head filled with horrible thoughts. “You're not turning fascist, are you?”
Ukraine sighed in annoyance. “Of course not.” She grabbed the shaking wrists of the country and removed them a bit forcefully. “We, the republics decided to no longer stand in the shadow of you, we will finally become countries. We're not your children anymore..” Her voice turned a bit gentler in the ending. “Republics...” Soviet mumbled. “You're not just any republics, you're still my children. I need to take care-” “You have done enough.” Ukraine shushed him.
“I ask you once more.” Their eyes met. “Don't make it harder as it is.” The room went silent for an entire minute. His daughter's eyes were burning into him. He shouldn't let this happen. Most of the people voted against it. He had to fight for the solidarity! But not all of his children believed in his solidarity... His whole body war burning. It hurt.
“Papa, come on.” She took the hand of his father. “Let me take you to bed and gather the others. Today is end and start of something big.” The country took a deep breath. It was no use fighting it. Even if he did, his daughter was right. He would fall apart no matter if he would fight it or not. “Okay” He agreed and took her hand.
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Soviet's head throbbed and his body parts felt limp. How long has he been laying here? It was so bright.. He could hear something move next to him and in an instant he opened his eyes. He wasn't prepared for what his eyes reflected. “Yo Sowi!” A voice with a heavy German accent greeted him and it was enough for the communist to have a short flashback. The German smiling at him. The German hugging him. The German kissing him... The German stabbing him in the back. Hurting his children in front of his very eyes.
Soviet's instant reaction was to scream and jump up. He grabbed Third Reich's arms and lunged at him with all of his power. The nazi widened his eyes in shock and hit his head on the ground as the communist pressed himself down on the other. “How are you alive? I saw you coward shot yourself in front of my own eyes.”
The nazi didn't seem to be impressed by the other words though. “Wow, thanks. Welcome to the afterlife Sowi.” Soviet went dead silent which only amused the German under him. “... wait what?” The communist finally choked out and Third Reich couldn't hold back his laughter.