He was sitting at a bench, the skies were dark and it snowing really heavily. Soviet was watching children play at the park and keeping an eye on them. He then saw that one of his son fell, but hey, there's Belarus helping him. He sighs and lights up his cigarette and starts smoking. He knows that this is just his free time and he spends his free time spending with his dear children. He was awfully stressed...

Soviet Union: "RSFSR! Don't climb up that pole, it's dangerous. Get down now!"