As a child, you were infamous for mealtimes. Mortifying your Kiku-nii with your flat-out refusal to eat his food, the indirect compliment to your Yao Gege's cooking was dulled by the fact that you were nonetheless a very picky eater. When forced to eat something you hated, the attending displeasure was immediately voiced out. If the coercion ontinued, your displeasure was more often than not displayed by a refusal to eat. At all.
In fine, China worried about you sometimes, afraid you weren't getting enough nutrition to suit - and soothe - his motherly instincts. So on the day he had a dinner with Russia scheduled, he first of all, prayed to the heavenly forces that feeding his little sister wouldn't be an ordeal.
Said little sister had set herself on Russia's lap to the immense pleasure of the great nation. She swung her little legs back and forth, eating what he ate, and dinner passed without incident. Until the vegetables were served.
"не хочу!" you announced, as soon as China attempted to feed you with carrots. Ignoring the raised spoonful, you turned to your living high chair. "Don't want! Right, Russia Xian Sheng?"
Russia chuckled, patting you on the head. "That's right, little one. You learn very fast, da?" But catching China's glare, he immediately added, "But you still have to eat them."
"Xiao Mei," China sighed, "you have to eat vegetables."
"But I don't like carrots!"
"It'll make you grow big and strong, just like Russia Xian Sheng."
You contemplated this, looking between the carrots and Russia. Carrots and Russia.
China groaned. Russia hatched an idea. "I know how to make them taste nice, little one. Then you'll be a good girl and taste them, da?"
You thought this proposal over. "Okay."
Chopping up the carrots into tiny pieces, Russia dropped them into his soup. And before China could register what he was doing, Russia took out his ever-present bottle of vodka, spilled a bit of it into the carrots-and-soup mixture, and fed the whole thing to you. By the time China had the presence of mind to yell "Stop!" you had swallowed everything - carrots, soup, vodka, and all.
"Well?" Russia asked, while China anxiously looked on, waiting for his baby sister to pass out.
You grinned. "Can we have carrots everyday, Gege? Just the way Russia Xian Sheng makes them?"
China snarled, and not for the first time, glared at his comrade. "You do not feed children alcohol, aru!"