Re: The Cold War

[America]

America had his back turned to Russia, "Imperial's already dead, and I can't kill him twice." he blamed himself, everything he couldn't control and that got out of his hands, he blamed himself for. He hated how the other got to hims. He didn't answer when he said he was leaving, he didn't care, he didn't want to see him, he wanted the other to stop messing with his head. He heard the door shut and composed himself taking a deep breath and regained a smile, which was fake. He greeted the other nations as the walked in and continued with the meeting. Once over America went home and slumped on the couch, there was no reason to start a war with the other, but tension were high and any little thing could make it break and start a full on world war. He hoped Russia would do something to piss him off enough to start a war and kick his smug, sorry ass and kill him with his bare hands....but Imperial, they had the same face, and if it were true that Soviet if also Imperial then America would have a hard time killing him again.

[Russia]

Russia didn't sleep that night. He only kept making more and more attack maps for America. Every way to obliterate him. By the time that Russia saw the sun, he had made almost 140 different plans. How could America getin his mind liek this with out him knowing? He sat down, not even the least bit sleepy. He just nodded no to himslef. He had to think, was it America or Imperial messing with his mind. After he killed Imperial. His mind wanted to not hurt America, to help, but every inch of him scram kill. He would use Imperial to get closer with America, and then what? He fell over, a odd mix of awake and passing out. He fell over on his couch. Opening his eys but being asleep. He hated America, and now his boss was starting to go crazy. He was sezing power and America was planning something to kill him. He coudl feel it.