Seriously other nations needed to give Sealand a lot more credit. He knew about tons of stuff that are considered "mature" and "adult". He just didn't understand why the other countries chose to baby him, especially his Mama and Papa. Kids these days are born without childhood ignorance.

"Hey, Peter," chimed his adopted father, Finland "Hey, why don't you go play over Raivis's house for an hour or so, so your Daddy and I can go play house here."

Sealand, already comfortable in front of the television with Hana Tamago, griped and grumbled rising from his spot. He stood there and stared at Finland for the longest time before deciding to deal with his request.

"Fine.." once his shoes were on he then set out on his adventure towards his friends house with his puppy's tail wagging after him.

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"Raivis you know what pisses me off!" Sealand slung himself onto Latvia's couch clumsily knocking over a pile of neatly folded clothes.

"Mr. Ivan, does he piss you off? He does piss me off… a little…don't tell him I said anything, please" Latvia rushed over to pick up and reorganize the pile.

"No it isn't him. He's ok in my book because Jerk-Arthur doesn't like him," pulling his pet onto his lap and pulling out a Leapfrog Portable. He really wanted a PSP but you know his parents 'education is so much more awesome than playing dangerously violent boring video games speech. "It's just all those grownups! My parents totally baby me! Jerk-Arthur and his French friend keep on bullying me about it and it's just not fair! I already know about drugs and sex and violence, gosh!" He stood up flailing his arms to fully express his exaggerated statement.

"Tough" the Latvian agreed.

"When I was your age I learned of all that stuff too. Just that my brothers taught it to me and it was a little awkward. Then later Mr. Ivan re-taught me which was not fun at all! He showed me the strangest video."

"Yeah, yeah I know the story. But how am I going to solve my problem!" Sealand whined throwing his game across the room only having Hana Tamago to fetch it back.

"Well, why don't you just deal with being young and short…. Sorry, but apathy for..um apathy." Latvia shrunk down a little. It was the first time he had ever spoken back to anyone.

"Duuuude, whatever" he threw his game once more. This time it didn't come back. This time instead of a simple thud being heard, a loud crash was heard from the other side of the room. Oh my GOODNESS!

"Wahhh!" Latvia shrieked, startling Sealand and causing him and his dog to fall. "That- That was M-Mr. Ivan's vase! His sister Natalia gave it to him!" He scrambled towards the shards unsuccessfully piecing them back together.

"Big deal I'll just get him a new one" Sealand weakly laughed

"N-No you don't get it! His sister made him that vase! It even had those tiny little hearts on it and was in scripted with 'Belarus x Russia 4 EVA!' This is important. I'm gonna be in so much deep trouble! He's g-gonna murder me!" he cried.

"B-But I thought he didn't like his sister!"

"He must like her enough to keep her away from Alfred!"

"Agreed, that guy is a walking danger zone" Sealand calmed down a little bit.

"O-Ok I just may be able to fix it. Peter please go get some glue. It is on the table by the back door. Please hurry to come back soon" Sealand was instructed and left to find it.

Russia's home is huge, thus being very hard for the tiny principality to scale. He chose the nearest hall way to walk down first. The hallway was large and gorgeous. Sealand had never seen so many painting lining the walls of one hallway. There must have been about twenty. Probably pictures of Russia's former bosses and important people that he had once met. It did not matter though; Sealand had no time to stare at the painting, as he had a job to do.

Slowly and thankfully he made his way towards his destination. The back door was in the kitchen, which was bigger than two of his bedrooms. It was decorated by amazing looking stainless steel ovens, dishwashers, and a fridge and freezer. The walls were cotton white. This room would make anybody feel terrifically cold. Plus the marble tile just add towards the established look. Sealand would have just admired the room for the longest time but was snapped out of his day dream by the unnerving sound of a door knob turning. From the small view from the window on the door he could tell that it was Russia entering. EEEK! Even though Sealand was tough he still feared very large masses of land.

End of chapter 1. I wonder if Sealand will get out in time. Stay tuned!