you can just not on my chain :,)

USSR| To put it lightly, He didn't have a great childhood. Even when his father is a tsar who has absolute power, He still didn't have a good childhood. | His Father, Russian Empire saw USSR as a "Sin", "Accident", Or an "Abundance". He didn't think well of his son and many times tried to get rid of him. He never liked his son. He didn't quite see him as a male either. | Since Soviet has slightly larger hips, He looked like a girl, And his father despised that. He wanted him to look like a guy, not some "disgrace" as he liked to call them. | Then the day came, When Soviet decided to wear a Dress. He had tried clothes of the other gender before but this one was different. He decided to take Queen Catherines dress. And wear it.

His father was holding a Party downstairs, And he wanted to attend one for once. Or try to. He decided to blend in, As one of the woman attending to party. There was other countries attending as-well, Including Britain and America, Well as many others. So he took the Dress and wore it. It fit him surprisingly well. He easily looked like a woman. He had long eyelashes, well as other feminine qualities his father didn't like. He was 16 at the time. Soviet walked down the Stairs, quickly, not wanting to catch attention from people. Russian had some drinks chatting with Britain with America standing by, looking at others. He looked around, being a little nervous. Soviet caught the attention of many people, not in a bad way, a Good way. Some people came up to him, wanting his hand for a dance. Soviet ignored them, walking away.

"The monarchs daughter is really pretty" "Would you like to sail the seas with me?" "Is she interested in me?" He heard those murmurs as he walked around, trying to push his way past the crowd, trying to go outside. Soviet wanted to bring some chickens inside, to fix the mood a little. Finally, he got outside, Walking down the path to the chicken coop. Soviet liked animals, He didn't mind handling them at all. The chickens also liked him. He picked 4 of them up, 2 in each arm and headed back to the palace. Soviet noticed America outside but ignored him. Finally, he was back there, Wanting to unleash his plan... He set the chickens down, watching all havoc break lose as the chickens scurried around the floor. Soviet snickered as he watched his father's face turn into disbelief that chickens have gotten inside of the party. СОВЕТСКИЙ, ВПЕРЕДИ ЛЕСТНИЦЫ, ПРЯМО СЕЙЧАС. (SOVIET, COME DOWN-STAIRS, RIGHT NOW.)

He was Screwed. | Soviet pretty much suffered his whole childhood, He was constantly berated by his father, Sometimes the abuse would turn physical. He lost all love for him when he was 10. He didn't care about him. He almost died from his fathers hatred for him, Most of the time he escaped from the hitman he would send after him, He didn't feel safe. Soviet also thought to kill Russian. Several times. The only ones he trusted were servants that actually cared for him. Tsardom didn't trust him with taking care of children. (And for good reason) He basically sold Alaska, He hated Soviet, Finland (step sibling)--didn't quite like him either. R.E almost purposely killed Russia. That was the final straw for Soviet. He killed him. He was done with him. He hated him.

I don't force this onto other people, nor do I shove it in peoples face. This is just a headcannon. Relax. (should had made this private)