- Translation by: spaceinvaderdud
- LJ Post
Ukraine: Now then, just relax and close your eyes, dear Russia and dear Belarus. Relax…Relax… I’m counting now!
*Counts until 1:08. Counts 10 sheep. Sheep 1,2,4,6,8,and 10 used a Ukrainian trampoline to go over the fence.*
Ukraine: How was that? Did I do a good job of counting?
Russia: Mm! You were very good at it! If you keep counting like this, I think I might fall asleep without knowing it.
Ukraine: *giggles* I’m so happy to hear you compliment it, Russia dear.
Russia: And my chest feels so fluffy too. I might have some good dreams.
Ukraine: Oh Russia dear, you always were good at flattering people! Flattery will get you nothing from me, you know.
Russia: If you would pay for your gas, then I wouldn’t mind receiving nothing.
Ukraine: *boings of sadness* Be-Belarus dear, what did you think?
Russia: She always ignores this subject whenever I bring it up!
Belarus: As long as I am by my dear brother’s side, I am content.
Ukraine: I wasn’t talking about dear Russia. I want to hear your opinion on my counting.
Belarus: In that case, it was standard.
Ukraine: I see…Standard, huh… *determined boing* All right! I’ll count even better this time! Here I go.
*Counts until 3:20. Counts 20 sheep. Sheep 13, 16, 19, and 20 used a Ukrainian trampoline to go over the fence.*
Ukraine: *giggles* I think I’ve finally gotten a grip of sheep counting! I might become even better at it if I keep counting like this!
Russia: I think your counting would be fine just like this, sister!
Ukraine: You really think so? Do you think the same too, Belarus dear?
Belarus: About what?
Ukraine: Dear Russia said that things would be fine just like this. Do you think the same thing too, Belarus dear?
Belarus: Staying just like this is just fine! Staying this close to my dear brother is wonderful!
Russia: Huh?
Belarus: Of course if I could marry my dear brother and be even closer to him, that would be even more wonderous! Right, dear brother?
Russia: Ha ha ha…Looks like you weren’t listening to sister at all, huh?
Ukraine: Ohh… dear Belarus doesn’t look sleepy at all. Looks like I’ll just have to count even better! All right, *effort boing* I’m gonna do my best!
Russia: *laughs then sighs* Oh! I just remembered! You brought a pretty big gift with you when you came over. What’s inside it?
Ukraine: *Pride and joy boing* It’s fresh milk made just this morning! It’s one of my home’s pride! Ah! For breakfast tomorrow, I’ll make some bread using the milk! That’s your favorite food right, Russia dear?
Russia: Yeah! Sister’s homemade milk bread…I can’t wait for break-
*Manly Belarusian sneeze*
Russia: Belarus?!
Ukraine: What’s the matter? Have you caught a cold? Are you okay?
Belarus: No. It is nothing like that.
Ukraine: I wonder if it’s gotten colder in here. Are the two of you cold? Are you all right?
Russia: I’m all right! What about you, Belarus?
Belarus: As long as you are by my side, dear brother, I have no complaints to address!
Russia: Ah..I see. Ha ha…
Ukraine: Dear Belarus’s sneeze does bother me… but I’ll continue counting for the two of you! Here I go!
*Counts until 6:22. Counts 30 sheep. Sheep 21, 25, 27, and 30 used a Ukrainian trampoline to go over the fence.*
Ukraine: That’s right! Next time, I’ll knit a muffler for the two of you out of sheep’s wool!
Russia: Heh! What’s gotten into you?
Ukraine: I just had the idea when I was counting sheep! With a muffler, your body will be warm and it’d be hard to catch a cold.
Russia: Oh, you don’t need to go through all that trouble, sister. I already got a muffler from you.
Ukraine: *decision point boing* Hmm… What should I do? What colors would match dear Belarus and dear Russia?
Russia: Anddd she’s gone off into her own little world now.
Belarus: Oh, let her be. After all, things are better like this. It would not be an exaggeration to say that we have our own private little world. Just the two of us.
Russia: I think it is an exaggeration.
Ukraine: Oh! I just remembered that Russia already has a muffler. I think I should make some mitts or a *warm boing* sweater instead!
Russia: I did say that a few moments ago, but I guess you weren’t listening to me at all. Leaving that aside, can you knit, sister?
Ukraine: *reassuring boing* Of course I can. If I couldn’t do it, I wouldn’t say anything about this. So what would you like, Russia dear? Mitts? A Sweater?
Russia: I’d be happy to receive anything you make, sister?
Ukraine: Really? *laughing boing* Then I’ll make a special Russia set! One wool cap, a pair of mittens, and one sweater!