England was sipping his tea, relaxing slightly. His old bones could not take much more of that overenthusiastic American idiot.

He thought back on the day...

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"Hey, Iggy! Do you know anything about pirates?" America had asked, loud as usual.

"Yes, I do." England had responded, "Ask me anything."

"Okay, I'll say the names of pirates and you tell me their real name and nationality!" America shouted, possibly even more hyper now.

"Fair enough..." England sighed, a resigned scowl on his face, "Go ahead."

"Black Beard," America said, a deadly serious expression on his face.

"Edward Teach," England said, the name coming to his mind easily, "English."

"Grace O'Malley," America said, already struggling to think of pirates that wouldn't be as easy as Black Beard.

"...Gráinne Ní Mháille," England said, after a moment of silence. His brother, Patrick had told him about that one; bragged about his pirate queen, "Irish."

"Black Bart?"

"...Bartholomew Roberts," Daniel had taken credit for that one so it would be safe to say- "Welsh..."

"Henry Every?" America raised his eyebrow at England, barely able to believe that he could remember the man's name.

"...Henry Avary; just as English as Teach was..."

"Henry Morgan?" America asked halfheartedly, trying to stump the older nation.

"Admiral Sir Henry Morgan," England said easily, "Welsh." The smaller nation smirked, "and he wasn't a pirate; he was a privateer which was completely different, and authorized by the government."

"Whatever." America scoffed, "Calico Jack?"

"John Rackham," England answered right away, "English..."

"Red Beard?"

This one took England a bit longer to recall, "...Barbaros Hayreddin, Ottoma-" he stopped himself, then continued, acting as if he had not paused at all, "Turkish."

"Captain Kidd?"

"William Kidd," England said confidently, "Scottish."

"...Blue Beard?"

"Myth," England said immediately, glaring at the other nation.

"WHAT? How do YOU know he's a myth?"

"Because," England sighed, "I was a pirate once..."

"I don't believe that for a second!" America said, smirking.

"Oh, really, now?" England asked, raising a single thick eyebrow at the younger nation.

"Hell no, I don't believe it!" America shouted, grinning triumphantly, "You could never have been a pirate, Iggy."

"My name is either Arthur or England, Wanker; get it right. I'll tell you what... I'll give you some stories about my days as a pirate... find some nations and such that can confirm it... and you can decide for yourself whether I was a pirate or not."