Ivan blinked down at the girl in front of him, face showing he had no idea what he was supposed to do. "Amerika...?" he called, looking over his shoulder as the American lifted his head, blinking his big blue eyes at the Russian before standing up and padding over.
"Russia, did you do something to her...?" Alfred asked. The taller Russian boy shook his head, frowning. Alfred held out his hand to the crying girl, smiling. "It's okay! Russia may be big and scary, but he means well!"
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