- Translation by: spaceinvaderdud
- LJ Post
Belarus: Dear brother!
Ukraine & Russia: Wah!
Russia: Wh-What is it?
Belarus: I shall count sheep.
Russia: Huh? You, Belarus? Can you really count?
Belarus: If I count for your sake, then doing something this small is not a problem.
Ukraine: *glee boing* Belarus is going to count this time! I can’t wait to hear it!
Belarus: If you understand, then please hurry and close your eyes, dear brother and sister. If you do not, I am unable to count.
Russia: Ah, yeah… Why do I feel danger happening if I close my ey-
Belarus: Dear brother.
Russia: Eyes closing now!
Russia: I’m really worried about this. It’d be nice if something weird didn’t happen.
Belarus: Now then, I shall begin to count.
*Yandere count. Counts until 1:48. Counts 10 sheep.*
Ukraine: *impressed boing* Woow! You’re really great at counting. You might even be better than me!
Belarus: Ohh, that’s nice. What did you think, dear brother?
Russia: Uh, oh yeah! It was so calm that I feel kind of sleepy now!
Belarus: Dear brother… Y-You do not need to praise me that much…
Russia: But it’s true, you know! It was so good that I thought that you should count to me from now on when I go to sleep.
Belarus *squees* If that is how you feel, then let us get married! We shall marry, be side by side, and I shall count sheep just for you, dear brother, at anytime, anyday! Do you not find it a most magnificent idea?
Russia: I think I’m the only who can’t imagine anything magnificent happening from that.
Belarus: Well, dear brother?
Russia: Uh, ah, I want to hear the rest of your counting! You were so good at it that I want to hear more of it!
Belarus: If that is what you say, dear brother. I shall resume counting.
Belarus: 11 sheep wandering…12 sheep wandering…13 sheep wandering…two married sheep…15 sheep wandering… 16 sheep wandering…17 sheep wandering…18 sheep wandering…two sheep married…married…married…20 sheep wandering.
Russia: What should I do?! There was an unsubtle and weird word mixed in that count…
Belarus: How do you feel, dear brother? Do you feel the desire to begin a marriage with me?
Russia: I think I need a little time on that… *nervous laugh*
Russia: Should I just lose it and run or hang strong for now?
Ukraine: You really are amazing, Belarus dear! I’m starting to feel sleepy now.
Russia: If I keep being with Belarus like this, my brain will only have the word “married” echoing in it!
Belarus: What is the matter, dear brother? Please hurry and close your eyes!
Russia: It’s too late to escape from here… No, I have to escape. Otherwise, my emotional strength will be broken and before I realize it, I’ll end up being MARRIED to Belar-
Belarus: Hello, dear brother, are you listening? I said to please hurry and close your eyes! Are you listening?
Russia: Ah-Ahh! M-Mm! I just have to close my eyes, right?
Belarus: If you listen carefully to my voice, you will surely find nothing but pleasant sounds. I shall resume counting.
Belarus: 21 lost sheep…two married sheep…23 lost sheep…24 lost sheep…Married 25 times…The 26th marriage… My dear brother and I happily married…married…married…married…married…
Belarus: Marry…MarrY..marry.maRRyMaRrYMARRY!
Russia: *screams* GO HOOOMMMMEEEEEE!
Belarus: COME, LET US MARRY!
*Russia cries*
Ukraine: Dear Belarus’s counting style is interesting when it’s a bit strange like this!
Belarus: MAARRRYYY! Marry…marry…
Ukraine: I do think having 26 marriages is a bit much, but I think it might have happened somewhere in the world.
Russia: THERE’S NO WAY THAT HAPPENED!
Ukraine: What’s the matter, Russia dear?