Russian Uncles

(ρroρᥱrtყ of ᥴhoυᥒ_fᥲᥱ)

You always heard from your parents that you had five uncles from Russia named Dmitri, Vladimir, Sergei, Alexia, and Nikolai. You were surprised and delighted, you never had relatives from a different country before. Then you wished that they would come home someday

It was your birthday today, and you were at the lounge with your relatives, guests, and your friends, chatting around and congratulating you on your birthday, everything was normal until military cars parked down in front of your house. Some neighbors peeked out of their houses with shock and curiosity

Five men in armor walked out of their cars with one particular man holding a box with cake in it and the other four were holding gifts and bouquets. They knocked on your door and the guests all settled down. Your mom answered it and she looked up at the men in surprise

"Brat'ya! Vy doma"
(Brothers! You're ho-)
she was cut off by her tall brother who was holding a bouquet of roses and gifts

"'Da, my zdes', chtoby otprazdnovat' den' rozhdeniya nashey malen'koy plemyannitsy"
(Yes, we're here to celebrate our little niece's birthday)
He looked around inside and notices you, smiling behind his black mask on his mouth

They entered the house and excused themselves to the guests who was making their way. All of them were surprised and your female relatives were talking to each other in hushed whispers. They went to you and looks down at your face, it was hard to see their faces since it's covered by their black masks but they were all muscular and tall, all armoured up. Your five uncles spoke up

"Happy birthday, darling" The five said all together and handed their gifts and bouquets to you