Saying this now, I don't own Hetalia! Or the OC Scotland... Like I searched up what his human name was on Wiki and it said Allistor... sooo... yeaa... Sorry about mistakes, this was kinda rushed. The pairing is going to be ScotEng, but it's going to be set in AU, so no one is a country owo...

Scotland = Allistor

England = Arthur

Gaia was a beautiful land, the grass was always fresh and the sky was always blue. There was always just the right amount of rain and sun light for the plants to grow. The people were constantly happy, bustling around the ever busy kingdom with smiles on their faces. The place seemed too cherry, too happy, too perfect. The land truly reeked of magic, magic that the royal family of the kingdom would cast daily to ensure that the place was always brimming with life.

But one little boy sat oddly compared to everyone else, leaning against a building while being dressed in grey old rags, looking like a shadow compared to everyone else's frilly clothes and happy smiles, for he wore a scowl on his face as he fiddled with his filthy hands. No one paid attention to the skinny boy as he sat on the ground clutching his stomach, starved. No one paid attention when his stomach would rumble like thunder, but a younger boy with blond hair and green eyes, dressed in luxurious clothing stared at him with open curiosity.

"What are you looking at?" Asked the one in rags that had red hair, as he glared daggers to the blond child with his toxic green eyes, he just hated the stare that the child held. He'd been staring for ages it felt like.

Ignoring the question, the blond child tilted his head slightly. "Why are you sitting out here? And looking so filthy as well. Hasn't your mother ever taught you to stay clean?" Questioned the blond child as the redhead in rags growled at him.

"Well, not all of us were born into money. Like you. Didn't your mummy ever taught you that?" Snarled the red head, his voice dripping with fake sweetness at the word 'mummy'.

Sticking his noise up, the blond made a 'hmp' sound as he looked towards the sea that was only a walk away. "Play with me then. I'm bored, I'll reward you well." Ordered the child that was used to getting everything that his little heart desired.

"Ha! Why do you think I'd ever do that?" Laughed the other child, the one in the rags as the blond kid narrowed his eyes.

"Because. Your starving, anyone would notice that. And since you're going to play with me if you actually want food, you better know my name," Stated the younger child, saying everything as quickly as he could so that the other one won't cut in.

"Well, my name is Allistor your highness." Replied the redhead known as Allistor with heavy sarcasm dripping from his words.

"Arthur, my name is Arthur. Not your highness, not prince," informed the blond child as he took hold of Allistor's hand and began dragging him towards the beach. "Let's play now."

The two boys played for a while, throwing sand at each other, destroying each other's clothes. Laughing at each other and going crazy like any other 8 and 9 year old would. But if anyone asked them if they enjoyed each other's company, the instant reply from both figures would be a quick and loud, "no!" Both wearing horrified expressions.

Their games ranged from hide and seek to tag. Even with Allistor trying to teach Arthur how to fight for a bit, even though Arthur refused to learn at the beginning, though he didn't pick up the lesson that much anyway. But in exchange Arthur taught Allistor how to swim, albeit Arthur was laughing till tears began to fall from his eyes because the tough kid couldn't even swim.

The sun slowly fell down, and before they knew it, Arthur had to go. But as he smiled, he tossed Allistor a few gold coins, shocking the older child before walking away. But just before he was absolutely gone, he shouted back to Allistor, "will you be here tomorrow?" With hopeful eyes.

Grinning back to the other child, Allistor replied, "aye! Be sure to be here as well!"

The next day, Arthur arrived at the beach at just past one in the afternoon, wearing a new set of clothes. The most visible change was that his previous pristine white coat was now a different coat with the shade of dark red, just on the verge of crimson. "Mother was just laughing when I arrived home, saying that I have to be more careful. But she made me wear this one so that stains are harder to get on."

Even so, Allistor still wore his dirty rags from the previous day, but he looked much more healthier. After having a meal last night and breakfast that morning, he still held a few silver coins in his pockets as well. A smile graced his features instead of a scowl like the first time they met. "Well at least you didn't get into much trouble it seems," he reasoned as Arthur just agreed with him.

They decided to walk around town that day, ignoring the odd stares that people would glance at them. Though Arthur couldn't help but look at the people nervously, his eyes darting around at times. It was after a few minutes that Allistor couldn't help himself but to ask, "are you okay?" As Arthur suddenly nodded his head.

"Yes, yes. I'm fine," replied Arthur, his voice squeaking slightly at the end.

Obviously Allistor didn't believe a word that Arthur just said as he continued to press the issue. "What is it?" He asked again as Arthur just began walking a bit quicker.

"Come on! There's a candy store here!" Said Arthur as he ignored Allistor's question the second time round.

"Arthur," muttered Allistor as he shook his head while sighing. "You act like such a stupid child at times."

Together though, with Arthur dragging Allistor with him, they stood in front of the store, staring at all the sweets. The display was quite impressive, with sweets of all sorts of colours and sizes sitting in fancy glass jars that was placed on pieces of peach cloth. Cakes that were decorated with cream and fruits were placed on a silver platter... Everything was just stunning.

But then a loud ringing of a gun shot echoed around the small town as everyone looked around hastily, meanwhile Arthur froze on the spot, his face paling per second. A scream echoed out, something panicked and blurred along the lines of, "he's dead!" With just that, Arthur snapped out of his dazed state and snatched Allistor's arm.

"We have to go," he said quietly as Allistor nodded, staying quiet unlike the usual loud self.

"This way," directed Allistor as he began to take charge, trying to take Arthur to his hide out in the streets.

But it happened all so suddenly.

Another gun shot was heard, louder and closer than before. Arthur began tearing up, sweating as well, but was frozen to the ground as Allistor gritted his teeth. Loud jeers and clapping was heard as well as footsteps. They were all getting louder, closer. Glancing at Arthur for a bit, Allistor dug into his pockets before taking out the silver coins he had left and throwing them back to Arthur quickly.

"Thanks for yesterday," he whispered as he saw distant figures walking towards them. "Just run south, it'd be safer," he ordered in a harsh tone as he pushed the wide eyed boy towards the direction he instructed.

"Go!"

And just like that, Arthur ran as fast as his short legs could carry him. He ran and ran away from it all. Leaving Allistor to face the brutes by himself.

A strange laugh echoed the place as a man with snow white hair and deadly red eyes pointed a silver gun to Allistor's face. But even so, the child stayed indifferent, no matter how much he just wanted to run away with Arthur. But he knew he had to stall these men, it's the least that he could do. After going on months without food and shelter, with no one helping you, Arthur seemed like a saint to him.

And... Arthur still had a family that he belonged to. Allistor knew that much, he also knew that he, himself didn't have a family anymore. He was alone. And if Arthur disappeared, then who else would he have?

Taking a deep breath in, Allistor locked eyes with the red eyed man. "Are you going to shot me sir?" He asked in a slightly shaky voice as the other two men that stood next to the red eyed man blinked at him a few times.

"He is just so mignon!" Exclaimed a man with longish blond hair tied up with a blue ribbon as his light blue eyes sparkled.

"He is quite lindo, si," grinned the other man with brown hair and green eyes as he sheathed his sword.

Narrowing his eyes, Allistor crossed his arms. "And what's that meant to mean?" He snapped bitterly as the red eyed man grinned.

"That du are nett und we're keeping du!" Proclaimed the red eyed man as the other two men high fived each other with grinning faces.

And even when Allistor's eyes bulged out of it's sockets, even when he screamed, "RAPERS!" As loud as he could, no one came to rescue him from these freaks. Honestly to him, it was surprising how he and everyone else in this bloody town was afraid of these so called pirates.

And tada~ The bad touch trio is already here xD Translations:

Mignon ~ French ~ Cute

Lindo ~ Spanish ~ Cute

Si ~ Spanish ~ Yes

Du ~ German ~ You

Nett ~ German ~ Cute

Und ~ German ~ And