Ivan
is
waiting for his new servant to show up. ^__^
does not want to be here and is cold and tired :|
Ivan
is
overly happy to see her. "Hello~" sings as he opens the door and ushers her in.
shuffles inside, all bundled up. "Hello Russia."
closes the door with an ominous thud. "First things first~ You're uniform~"
blinks at him tiredly. "My what?"
sighs. "U-ni-form. Work clothes." Pulls it out of a nearby closet.
((fffffs, wrong link, ignore OTL))
((loool I was wondering...))
((the other is a very good usuk angst story though, if you're interested))
oooo's excitedly at it and grabs it from him. "This is really cute! Where can I go change?" starts taking off her jacket and scarf.
((nay, I'll pass ;w; ))
smiles evilly. "Right her is fine~"
shrugs, hanging her jacket up. "Alright. I'm used to doing that." pulls the dress over her clothes and kicks off her pants. "Tricky part.._
can you turn around for a second?"
does as she asks without complaint, sneaking a glance when he thinks she's not looking.
turns around, slipping her shirt off and pulling the top off the dress up and on. "Ahhh I look so cute~! Can I keep it?"
*of
smiles pleasantly and turns back around. "Nyet. I like to keep one around, in case a certain friend visits"
pouts. "Oh okay... so this is what I came for, to play dress up with you?" mumbles 'pervert' under her breath.
shakes his head, smile plastered to his face. "While that would be enjoyable, I do need some things to be done... Perhaps you wouldn't mind_
cleaning the house? You are dressed for the job."
makes a face. "Fine, what do you want done first?"
Ivan
thinks
. "You can clean the living room." Shows her where the living room and cleaning supplies are.
grabs a broom. "All right then, I'll have it clean soon." starts sweeping the floor... very... very... slowly..
sits down on the couch and smiles calmly. "A little faster please~"
stares. "You shouldn't bother the help. I can't clean with you staring at me. Don't you have paperwork to do?"
shakes his head. "Tsk tsk, a servant shouldn't tell the master what to do. Now go on."
glares. "I'm not a servant and you're not my master. This is the 21st century, there are laws against treating me like this."
cocks his head. "I do believe our agreement was whatever the winner wanted for a day. I want to watch you clean my house. Now please do so."
huffs, sweeping normally. "No more 'master and servant' talk. It's kind of creepy..."
laughs, a not so pleasant sound. "Fine, fine~ I'll do as you wish, just this once."
grabs the dust pan and sweeps up the dirt, be careful so everything stayed covered. Abandoning the broom, she grabs the duster, growling
when the top of shelves and cabinets are too high for her. She even tries hopping up and down. "I can't reach it!"
Ivan
is
kind enough to provide her with a step stool, because he rather enjoyed the view when she was hopping up and down.
climbs up onto the stool happily, dusting things carefully so nothing falls and gets broken. "What else needs to be done in here?"
"Just go through the house and clean every room while I supervise." shrugs. "Not that hard."
nods, grabbing her little kit of supplies. "I'm good at cleaning offices, where's yours?"
twitches a bit. "No need for you to clean in there, I can handle it myself." Smile hides his face like a mask.
pouts, hoping to avoid bedrooms and kitchens. "Uhhh washroom?"
smirks. "How about the kitchen first. That way~" Points.
whines softly. "You didn't make it extra gross did you?"
giggles. "And if I did?"
stares blankly. "I'll throw up and leave you to clean up more of a mess." is being quite serious too.
sighs at this difficult room. "The kitchen is no less clean than it normally is. Now if you please?"
makes a face as she goes in, but is relieved that there isn't bugs or some horrible smell. "I can wash dishes!" goes and starts filling the
sink up with warm water and soap. "Can I please have a drink while I'm waiting?"
shrugs. "If you want. I don't have much besides vodka, though."
tilts her head. "You don't have juice?"
shakes his head. "Nyet~ Just Vodka~"
sighs and starts moving dishes into the water. "I'm not good with vodka so I'll pass. Thanks anyways." begins washing dishes, humming random
tunes. "Do you live all by yourself?"
nods. "I used to have a house full of friends... But now it it is just me, da?" smiles sadly.
Greenland
feels
bad for asking. "Sorry, I shouldn't pry into your business."
doesn't answer. He looks almost sad. Goes over to the cabinet and grabs a bottle of vodka.
drops one of the dishes she's holding into the sink and gets bubbles all over herself with a groan. "It's in my mouth yuck... do you have a
napkin?" spits out the soap into the sink.
snickers a bit to himself. "Da, hol on one second." Fetches one and gives it to her.
starts wiping the bubbles away and yelps as some slips into her eye. "It stings owww oww! Help me!!"
sighs at this troublesome girl and wets a dishrag, handing it to her.
dabs it against her eye, sniffling. "Thank you. I'll try not to screw up anymore."
sighs again. "Yes, that would be good. Please continue your work."
goes back to washing the dishes, this time without hurting herself. "Ahhh look! They're all sparkly!" sets them on a towel to dry.
almost regrets this high maintenance servant. Almost. "Very pretty. Now there is more work to be done in the kitchen, da?"
nods. "Okay~!" starts scrubbing countertops, jumping up onto them on her stomach to reach the backs. "I hate being short!" wiggles down and
moves onto another one.
appreciates how her skirt flips up and her underwear shows when she scoots up onto the cabinets, but he doesn't say anything, only smiles_
in a manner that he hopes is encouraging.
blows a strand out of her face as she crouches down to scrub some stains off the floor. "Does the kitchen look better yet?"
shrugs. "I suppose." He's not much for noticing the cleanliness of things or lack thereof.
gets onto her hands and knees, cursing under her breath as she scrubs one spot. "What the heck is this, come off stupid stain!"
bends over to see what she's scrubbing at. "Ah, don't bother with that one. We'll just say that it is not coming off, da?"
huffs. "Okay. I'll put the dishes away then!" goes and retrieves the step stool and starts putting dishes in the cupboard. One of them is
still too tall for her so she looks at him with a pleading face. "Can you help me?"
would be more than happy too. He puts his hand on her sides and lifts her up easily. And yes, he is enjoying it.
puts the rest of the dishes away. "Thank you. You can put me down now."
smirks. "And if I don't want to?"
wiggles a bit, trying to pull her skirt down. "Uhhh please?"
cocks his head pretending to think about it. "I don't know..."
blushes. "P-Please? This is really embarrassing.."
Ivan
is
enjoying her discomfort too much to let her down. "Nyet, I think you'll have to convince me~"
turns red, making a small distressed noise. "B-But my s-skirt.."
grins. "I know~ Keep on trying."
keeps trying to pull it down. "P-Please? My sides are hurting a little.."
"Fiiiiine~" Puts her down, but plans to do it again in the near future.
backs away, looking down at the floor. "W-what else?"
shoos her off to ther guest bedroom. It's super dusty and obviously has not been used in forever. "Here you are~"
grabs the feather duster and goes to the far edge away from the bed. "Y-You might want to leave 'cause of all the dust.."
sits down on the bed and shakes his head, enjoying how uncomfortable this makes her. "I'll be fine~"
starts dusting away, trying to pretend he's not there and succeeding when she can't see him.
scoots so she can, humming merrily.
keeps turning her back to him, not letting him win so easily.
finally decides just to hover over her, still humming with a smile on his face. ^__^
dusts up high for a second then bring her elbow down and back into his stomach hard. "Ooops~ didn't see you there, sorry~!"
makes a face, then upskirts her. "Ooops~ My hand slipped~"
stomps on his foot, clenching her teeth. "Sorry, you were in the way."
puts his hand over her boobs. "Sorry~ I tripped~"
brings her knee up into his groin. "Sorry, I got a cramp and needed to stretch!"
doubles over in pain, swearing in Russian. He grabs ahold of her hair and doesn't let go as he continues to swear.
tries to unlodge his hand. "Only sissy girls pull hair in a fight!"
grabs her wrist and twists her hand behid her back, hard. He's really starting to see red. "Only cowardly weaklings go for the groin!"
struggles, trying to kick back. "You learn it in self defense for women! And you're ten times my size, chubby!"
twists harder. "Self defense isn't real fighting. It's just for those too weak to do anything but run and hide."
refuses to cry out in pain. "It's kind of hard to fight someone as fat as you!"
could break her arm is he wanted too, keeps adding more and more pressure. "Nature intended me to be better at fighting. It's very obvious_
who the world wants to win this fight. I cannot help it if I'm built superior."
kicks back, trying to hit one of his knees. "Let go of me you brute! You're only built 'superior' because you hit the bottle rather than the
gym! That's not nature, that's you being an alcoholic!"
pushes her forward and slams her against the wall, still holding onto her arm. "But if I'm just some fat weakling, how come I am so much_
stronger than you?"
bites her lip to stifle any noises. "I never called you a weakling, just fat!"
laughs, a hint of insanity hidden in his voice. "Yet it seems to be working in my advantage, so it's really not an insult, da?"
pants, squirming as she tries to move her arm away. "Does it feel good, beating up a small girl?"
doesn't let go. "As long as I win, what does it matter?"
clenches her fist, trying to think of an escape. "I'm not letting a bastard like you win."
sneers down at her. "There's no other option for you... kolkolkolkol..." He repeatedly bashes her against the wall.
groans loudly, bringing her other arm up and moving her hand so her head hits that. "Piss off you bastard!"
simply laughs in reply, grabbing her other arm and moving it out of the way so her head hits against the wall again and again and again...
starts to feel dizzy, tasting blood in her mouth. "Stop it!"
keeps at it. "I don't think I will. Perhaps you should try asking nicely," he snarls.
tries to break free, kicking back at him wildly despite the pain. "I said let go of me!"
snaps. "I said, nicely!" Holds onto her tightly, not letting her escape.
clenches her teeth. "You started it so why should I have to ask nicely! You don't just grab a woman's boobs, at least take them out to
dinner first! You should apologize to me!"
snorts. "And why should I? You're my servant today, doing whatever I want. Now you've misbehaved and need to be punished..."
glares at the wall. "Even servants have unions! That's sexual harrassment, I might not even be legal in this country! Wouldn't you get upset
if someone just grabbed your chest?"
's mocking laughter fills the room. "There's only been one person stupid enough to try that. The only reason he is alve is because I was in_
a good mood and he was very apologetic about the whole incident."
smacks her head against the wall in aggravation. "So if you didn't like it why would you do it to someone else?"
sighs. "Because, silly girl, it's about power. I am the most powerful, so I don't have to put up with bothersome things like that. You are_
weak so you do."
((whut?))
((Russia thinks that a) he's the strongest so 
he doesn't have to deal witht things like being molested and C) Greenie is weak so she_
he doesn't have to deal witht things like being molested and C) Greenie is weak so she_
does. /Russian logic))
((no no your response got cut off))
((oh, well that's bothersome))
weak, so you will have to deal with such things."
((the beginning never sent, I got that part.))
((just refresh or go to the plurk link, it did send...))
((Oh, good, so my internet isn't screwing up. Thanks Kiku~ ))
((ahh it's mine, sorry ;w; ))
((Don't worry about it, no big deal))
groans, finding his ego suffocating. "Shouldn't you help weaker people, since you're so great? Like, protecting me instead of killing me?"
((Plurk's jsut dumb lately :/ But you're welcome~ *vanishes* ))
"Oh yes," he says sardonically. "I'll go and help weak people, people who leech on society and force the strong to bend down and help them._
People who cannot defend themselves are a waste of space, air, and resources"
throws her head back against his chest, trying to knock the air out of him. "I can defend myself just fine! At one point even you had to
depend on someone for help so don't act so high and mighty!"
slams her against the wall again. "That was when I was weak. But now, I'm strong so it doesn't matter."
cries out in pain, feeling her knees shake and start to give out on her. "Someone had to help weak you so you could get strong."
sees that her body is about to give out and shoves her to the ground, planting his boot in her back. "That doesn't mean I'm obligated to_
help a weakling like you."
swings her legs around and hooks them around his other foot, yanking hard. "I'm not a weakling, you're just a bully!"
makes sure to fall down on top of her. "Whatever you say, I'm still the victor in this situation!"
gets the wind knocked out of her. "You really do need to lose weight!" tries to squirm out from under him.
sits on her, pinning her down. "I'm fine, thank you. It's you that you should be worrying about." Slams her head against the floor.
spits out blood onto the floor. "I'm not going to beg you to stop if that's what you want. I'd rather die!"
smiles evilly. "That can be arranged, if it's what you wish."
looks around for anything she can hit him with. "I don't wish to die, but I'm not giving in to your sick ways."
laughs softly. "I''m afraid that it's one or the other... it didn't have to be like this, no, but you were mean to me, challenged me... So_
I have to prove myself, yes? I won't be weak..."
squirms more violently. "You started it. Touching me like, of course I would fight back. What did you expect, me to throw myself at you?"
strokes her hair and says in the same deathly quiet tone. "I wasn't hurting you, not until you hurt me... children should play nicely, da?"
stays still, unsure of this change. "It hurt me, just not physically. I'll apologize to you if you apologize to me."
shakes his had sadly. "Silly child. I have nothing to be sorry for. I was behaving. It was Greenland that was the bad child. It is_
Greenland that needs to apologize."
whines a bit, the floor is really uncomfortable. "You have to ask permission to touch a woman's chest, especially when you're not with that
woman. You didn't so you should apologize."
silently gets up, picking her up by grabbing her neck and strangling her. "It was all harmless play until Greenland started hurting me. So_
I hurt back. Greenlad is at fault here..."
kicks her legs and claws at his hands desperately. "S-Stop it! Please don't R-Russia, we're neighbours!"
tightens his grip, eyes ice cold. "That is not an apology."
starts to cry and shake but refuses to apologize.
just stares at her with those cold, cold eyes. He'll sit here and hold her like this until she dies, if that's what it takes for her to_
learn her lesson.
digs her nails into his hand until she breaks the flesh with one hand as she uses the other to punch at his face.
doesn't feel her nails pierce his skin and her punches don't bother him. All he feels is cold. He is cold like the ice that covers his land_
, so so cold... "kolkolkolkol..."
starts to see black on the edge of her vision. Sobbing louder, she puts what's left of her strength into slamming her palm up into his nose.
Ivan
feels
that through his icy shroud of insanity. Drops her and clutches his nose, glaring at her with absolute HATE on his face. "You... bitch!"
manages to get onto her hands and knees, panting for breath. "I'm.. sorry.. it's just you.. were going to.. kill me. Did I.. break it?"
's pain is bringing him slowly back to reality. His chest heaves as regains control of himself. "Nyet... it's okay... Sometimes I just..._
don't worry about it." He turns to leave, pausing at the door. "First aid supplies are in the kitchen pantry if you need anything." Exits.
heads to the front door once she can walk, changing as fast as she can and leaves. She'll fix herself up and make up some excuse for it.