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Ivan nodded and smirked, "Truth or dare?" He began tapping his foot as he waited.
Alfred recorded the message and his eye twitched. “Hey, technically many countries owe us money from before so.. and he can’t function without us,” he grumbled. “Your turn.”
Ivan chuckled, "I'd have to say...China. He's a hard worker and could easily blackmail you back with the money you owe him. Not to mention he's one of my closest friends." He took a sip of his Vodka.
Alfred thought for a bit and nodded, “I dare you... out of all the alliances you have... to choose your number one country you absolutely cannot lose and would not want to lose, basically your top number one. I’ll record you for blackmail. And you have to say it in full sentence.” He took out his recording tape and looked at the Russian nodding his head.
Ivan went to say truth, then chose dare out of the fear of Alfred asking him something much too personal, "...Dare."
He hummed and nodded taking another sip of his vodka, “Okay, truth or dare Ivan?”
Ivan smirked and nodded, "Very well, Fredka, you first."
“I was thinking 20 questions but truth or dare sounds more fun. If we can’t do it then we drink five shots,” he told the other. “Deal?”
"Okay, okay. What do you want to play? Truth or dare? Never have I ever?" He chuckled and drank some of his vodka.
“Well.. it’s no fun if you don’t play,” he muttered and starting to dip the vodka. He did wanted to find out more about this tho.
"If you want to, I just feel like drinking." Ivan chuckled and started gulping down another bottle of Vodka. Damn, he basically had an unlimited supply.
He was surprised at the response. Mutual? What exactly did he mean by mutual? He purses his lips and took the offer of the drink. “Drinking competition huh. It’s nkt a good idea but I’ll take you on. Let’s make it interesting, and play some sort of game with it.” Alfred took a swing at the bottle, letting the vodka burn down his throat.
Ivan watched Alfred walk off, laughing a bit at how flustered they seemed. He took another gulp of his Vodka. "...Only if the feeling is mutual." He smiled and gave Alfred a bottle of Vodka, "I doubt I'm the only one who thinks a drinking competition is a good idea right now..." He smiled and finished off the bottle in his hand.
Alfred stared at him as he rambles, something in his heart was churning at those words. The Russian had a point, they were their own thoughts and feelings. Their own person, with their own ideas. Ivan wasn’t as bad as he thought he was. He seemed almost reasonable, and that the image he had of him was a frabrication of his own mind or what the people portrayed of him. “Ivan... do you like me?” The question took a second for it to register and his face went red in a second once he realized. “Ha ha... uh sorry o don’t know why I asked that. Of course you don’t. I’m kinda hungry I’m gonna make some food,” he stood up completely flustered.
Ivan chuckled as he heard a shift in Alfred's voice, seeming a bit confused. "Yeah, because you definitely would fawn over the wooden dolls I made of you and blush whenever I do the smallest thing that could be taken as attraction to you if you hated me. Besides, don't you think we're... [i more] than just a representation of our countries. We have thoughts and feelings that differ from our governments, so can't we have relationships that aren't dictated by what the political climate is?" He sighed and pulled out some vodka, drinking a third of the bottle. "Sorry for rambling..."
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