Hello! *waves* Well, here I am, with a new story! Actually, it's the sequel to "Insanity". The summary told you that. I should be quiet now.

Anyways, this might well be the first story in this series that you actually need to have read at least the story right before it to understand it. For those who haven't read "Insanity"-this will make a lot more sense if you read that first. Actually... This will all make more sense if you start with "Interference", and read through the entire series.

Oh! Some of you probably know this already, but this series has a name now! It's called "Soviet Insanity". Credit goes to Krasavitsa for coming up with that! :)

I believe that's all the news for today. Other than the fact that I will not be updating this quite as quickly as I usually do. I have several nearly finished projects that are still in the works, and I'm planning to write a much longer fanfiction set in the Hetalia universe pretty soon, so I'm busily planning that. Therefore, updates may be a bit sporadic, but they will come. :)

Prologue:

It was hard trying to ignore the obvious. Or, at least, Lithuania thought it was. The others didn't seem to have a problem with it, but he did. Of the entire group, he seemed to be the only one who even noticed the obvious lack of a threatening presence in the room, and was actually worrying about said threatening presence, also known as Russia. And while he was worrying, the others seemed to be trying to live a normal life.

The others in question were, of course, Estonia, Latvia, Belarus, and Ukraine, who had banded together along with Lithuania to stop the senseless punishments that had been going on for far too long in Russia's household.

This sort of half-freedom had been interesting for the first few hours or so. They had all drifted around, seeming almost afraid to do anything, whether normal or abnormal. It was Latvia who finally broke the spell by announcing that it was snowing outside.

"It's always snowing outside," Estonia said, "We're in Russia."

"But this time we can go out and play!" Latvia said, sounding so enthusiastic that even Belarus looked interested. Estonia, however, did not.

"I don't want to play," Estonia said, "I want to stay in this warm house and not freeze to death."

"Yes, because it is so warm in here," Belarus said, "This house is barely ever heated correctly, you idiot. And it's far from warm right now."

Ordinarily, Lithuania would have stepped in then and asked Latvia to leave Estonia alone. He still wasn't completely certain that the middle Baltic was fully recovered from his very recent spell of insanity. The bandages on Estonia's arm were a constant reminder so soon after the fact, and the way Latvia moved, stiffly and uncertainly, only added to the reminder of what had happened.

But Latvia had already tugged the protesting Estonia out into the hallway, where Ukraine was distributing hats, coats, and scarves.

"We have enough scarves here to kill someone," Estonia noted, as he opened a closet door and had a large bundle fall on him.

"Ukraine makes them," Belarus informed him.

"Really?" Estonia asked, turning to the blonde girl, "I didn't know that."

Ukraine nodded.

"There's not much to do here, so I've been making them in my spare time."

Estonia smiled very slightly.

"That could come in handy, if we decide to… If we decide to leave."

There was a long silence. Both Latvia and Ukraine looked nervous, while Belarus looked as if she wanted to leave at this very moment.

"I didn't say we were leaving now," Estonia said, "Besides… Where could we get to from here?"

"We could take a plane!" Latvia piped.

"We need to plan," Belarus observed, "But that can wait until after we play in the snow."

"You're going to play in the snow?" Estonia asked, seeming rather shocked.

"Well, I'm not staying here by myself," Belarus snapped.

"I could have stayed here if you had wanted me to," Lithuania mumbled.

"You're coming with me," Belarus said, pulling him over, "We are going to build a snowman."

"Who died and made you queen?" Estonia muttered.

"I made myself the queen," Belarus announced.

"She's not the queen!" Latvia squeaked, "She's the ice princess!"

"The ice princess?" Estonia echoed.

"Yeah, because she's so cold and scary all the time!" Latvia said, and then, apparently realizing that Belarus was glaring at him, he darted behind Estonia.

"Well, come on," Ukraine said, bustling past the two younger Baltics in a business-like manner, "Lithuania has to put his coat on, and then he'll come out with us. So, come on, you two."

Estonia, Ukraine, and Latvia trooped outside, leaving a rather confused Lithuania holding the coat that Ukraine had bestowed upon him.

"Am I really that threatening?" Belarus said quietly.

"I don't think so," Lithuania said, "But that was Latvia talking, and he's afraid of Estonia half the time."

"Estonia has been quite threatening of late," Belarus said in a matter of fact tone.

Lithuania sighed.

"Do you think he'll be all right?"

"Why are you asking me?" Belarus wondered, "If he snaps again, you or Latvia will be the first to know."

The girl paused, staring at Lithuania intently.

"Or are you going to do something stupid again?"

"What?" Lithuania asked, laughing slightly, "I don't know what you're talking about, Belarus. I'm done with doing stupid things. There's no reason to do anything now!"

"Yes, Belarus. I am going to do something stupid again. I can't just leave Russia all alone."

They were playing in the snow… Or, at least, they were trying to. Latvia was trying to build a snowman, but he was too small to roll the snowballs big enough. Estonia and Ukraine were supposed to be helping him, but they had eventually wandered off, leaving the tiny nation alone to build his snowman.

Belarus had somehow managed to climb a tree, and she was sitting on a branch just above Lithuania's head.

"I suppose we should probably go help him," Belarus observed, glancing at Latvia, "If we don't, he might cry."

The girl slid down from the tree, then turned to Lithuania.

"Coming?"

"You go ahead," Lithuania said, "I'll be there in a minute."

Belarus nodded, and then went over to join Latvia, who looked very happy to have some company. Looking beyond them, Lithuania could see Estonia and Ukraine standing at the edge of the frozen pond.

"I hope you all have fun," he whispered, "Don't worry about me if I don't come back. Worrying is my job."

Quickly, Lithuania left the frozen outdoors behind him, and hurried back into Russia's mansion. With his back to his friends, he had no way of knowing that someone was watching him.

Estonia's blue eyes narrowed as he watched Lithuania leave.

"Where could he be going?" the blonde nation thought, trying to ignore the feeling deep inside him, the feeling that told him he already knew.

"No, it's just another one of those annoying voices… There's no way Lithuania could possibly be stupid enough to do something like that… I hope."

Well, if you made it all the way through this rather useless prologue, I congratulate you! I know that pretty much nothing happened here, but don't worry! It should get more exciting now. For now, keep the mental image of Latvia building a snowman. I really like that idea, for some reason.