What happens when you mix six orphaned or abandoned kids and our favorite nation personifications? Fun, comedy, and whole lot of fluff. When the orphans Leo, Lyra, Alex and the abandoned Illia, Link, and Celeste meet the countries, somehow each is adopted into their families and hilarity and trouble starts brewing. With babysitters like Prussia and France, long, boring World Conference meetings, and vengeful 2ps, can these kids survive their new lives with their big siblings? I own nothing. Read, comment, and review!

Ch 1: I'll be your Hero

"Good Lord America, how can you stand to eat that stuff you mistakenly call food!"

"Same way you can eat those nasty scones of yours and live Iggy!"

"DONT CALL ME THAT!"

"Um, maybe you should cut down on the fast food America,"

"Bolics Canada! When did you get here?"

"Dude, he's been here the whole time,"

"Oh sorry, your just so quite I didn't notice,"

"I understand,"

It was autumn in New York City, and America, also known as Alfred F. Jones, was taking his fellow personifications, Arthur Kirkland and Matthew Williams, the personifications of England and Canada, out for a bite to eat. Of course to Alfred, fast food technically counted as food.

"I don't know what your problems are dudes. Fast food is the greatest invention in the world!"

"Of course it is to you fatty,"

"Shut it blimey!"

Just before the two grown men go at it like 3 year olds, the unmistakeable shriek of a child caught their attention. The trio rushed to the sound which was coming from a alleyway. In there was a group of teenaged boys with pocket knives and little girl cornered by them. She looked completely terrified.

"Please! Go away!"

"Shut up! Now hand over all your money kid!"

"I don't have any!"

Just before the boys could rush her, the countries decided to step in.

"Hey dudes back off! Bullying younger kids isn't cool!"

"What kind of wankers are you, ganging up on a little girl!"

"What are you gonna do about it? It's 5 on 2 and you have no weapons,"

Just as he said this, a police siren began to sound, causing the elder boys to run in retreat. What they didn't know was that Matthew had grabbed Alfred's phone and used his siren app to get rid of them.

" Nice move bro!"

"I have my moments,"

The 3 men turned to the little girl who was now cowering in a little ball against the wall. She had sandy brown, perhaps a shade or 2 darker than Alfred's hair, unhealthy looking pale skin, and terrified sea green eyes. She couldn't have been more than 6 or 7. Arthur smiled and knelt down next to her, trying to see if she was injured.

"Are you alright?" She only covered herself further.

" It's alright dudette, we're not gonna hurt you. We're your friends!" This managed to get her to loosen up so Arthur could get a better look at her condition.

"Bloody delinquents knicked you in the arm a bit I'm afraid," While Arthur checked her for other injuries, Alfred bent down with that stupid grin on his face.

"Got a name kid?"

"I-Illia," she said in a tiny voice. Alfred chuckled a bit.

"Hey bro, she almost as quiet as you! Nice to meet you Illia, I'm Alfred, this is Arthur , and that's my brother Matthew. Matthew get down here!" Alfred pulled his brother down, waking up his pet polar bear, Kumajirou, how peeked his head out from his bag. The girl turned her head in confusion.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"Who are you?" The polar bear echoed.

"Hey! I asked you first!"

"No I did!"

"No I did!"

The two brothers, and even England, managed to chuckle a bit at the adorable argument. Matthew took Kumajirou out of his bag.

"This is my polar bear Kumajirou. Kumajirou, this is Illia,"

The small bear jumped out of his hands and crawled into the the girl's lap. It was funny since he was almost a big as her. Illia smiled.

"you're so cute!" The bear began talking again.

"She's comfy, can we keep her?" Canada sighed.

" We can't keep a person," Arthur stood up.

" In any event we should take her back home to show her parents she's alright. Where do live Illia?"

" I don't live anywhere,"

"Well where are your parents?" Canada asked.

" You tell me," She said sadly. Iggy sighed.

"Well, we need to clean up that scratch. Let's take her back to your house America,"

"Right! Come on, Illia, lets have some fun!" Alfred managed to get the girl on his back and give her a piggy back ride to the house. Matthew sighed.

" Does that count as kidnapping?"

"I count it as child scarring,"

*Alfred's place*

"OW OW OW OW!"

"hey Iggy! Be gentle, she's a little kid!"

"Alfred, putting alcohol on an injury will always hurt! Don't worry love, I'm all finished," He said as he wrapped the injury in a gauze. Suddenly, a distinct rumbling could be heard from Illia's stomach. Arthur laughed.

"Looks like your hungry. I'll go heat up some food I brought,"

"Dude! We want to help her, not kill her,"

"Please, we can't feed her any of that junk you have,"

"Well that junk doesn't poison people!"

England just ignored him and reheated the food before giving it to Illia, who proceeded to scarf it all down. America and Canada just stood their with their jaws hanging open.

"Dude, if she was willing to eat Iggy's food she must have been starving,"

"It's not my fault. I haven't eaten anything in 2 days!" Arthur was taken back.

"2 DAYS?! It's a miracle you're still able to walk! When was the last time you saw your parents,"

"A year ago when they told me to get some ice cream in the park and left," she said sadly. The 3 boys became angry. Abandonment made them all sick to their stomachs. England turned to others.

"Gentlemen, if we could talk in the other room please?" The 3 followed, leaving the child alone with Kumajirou. England faced them.

"Well, it's obvious she's been abandoned,"

"Ugh yeah dude, what was your first clue?"

"So what now?" Canada asked.

" Nothing except take her to a proper orphanage," America cut him off.

"Seriously dude? An orphanage? It would have been kinder to have let those guys kill her than put her in the system!"

"Well what do you propose wanker?"

"Dudes, why don't we take care of her?!"

"US?!" They both replied in shock.

"Come on guys! We're countries! We fight wars all the time and have all kinds of responsibility. I mean you raised me Iggy, how hard could Illia be?"

"First off, DONT CALL ME IGGY! Secondly, you are much harder to kill than a human child. Thirdly, you can barely take care of yourself America! How do you hope to care for a child?"

"I don't know. I do know though, that that kid is not being put in the system on this hero's watch,"

"I think Alfred's right for once Arthur. I mean, if we all pitch in, it shouldn't be that hard to raise Illia,"

"You too Canada? We can't raise a child!"

"Dude sure we can!"

"What about meetings?"

"We'll take her with us!"

"the other countries?"

"I'm sure they won't mind. We could try to appeal to some of the girls just in case,"

"This is not up for debate! We cannot raise her and that's final!"

opening the door, they found Illia playing her polar bear friend. Alfred strolled into the kitchen to grab a sweet. He smiled at Illia and brought what he thought was a cookie to his mouth. One bite and he was coughing and hacking at the awful taste.

"WHAT WAS THAT!?"

"One of my scones,"

Alfred immediately plunged his head underwater to clear the taste, the all the while be yelled at by the other two countries. Their bickering was paused by the adorable laughter of Kumajirou and Illia. It was then Iggy knew he was finished. There was no way he could send a child with that laugh to an orphanage.

"Alright America and Canada, you win," the two boys cheered as Alfred scooped up Illia.

"Guess what kiddo! You may not have folks, but now you have something better: 3 new brothers!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

She laughed and hugged Alfred and then ran to the other 2.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Big brothers! I have big brothers!"

everyone began laughing and cheering at this. Illia might not have a normal life, but it would be a great one.