Russia and you had a one-night stand, but after that night you never met or contacted Russia again, even though the two countries still actively communicated with each other.

When you went to attend the ceremony to celebrate the Soviet Union's victory over Germany in World War II at Russia's invitation, everything was fine until you carried a child who looked like Russia into Red Square.

"What's going on? Why didn't you tell me?"

Russia wasn't stupid, he immediately realized where the child came from and why you hadn't appeared in public for the past year.

"Give me the child."

Russia just scolded you perfunctorily because he was now eager to touch his child. The child was wrapped in a thick scarf because it couldn't stand the cold weather.