"How much longer until we're at grand-père and grandpa's?" Taylor whined from the backseat, her forehead pressed against the window.

"Not much longer," Matthew told her for about the hundredth time in the past five minutes.

"But I wanna be there now!" she whined again. If she would have been standing, she probably would have stomped her foot on the ground.

"Taylor, whining is so un-awesome."

"Sorry daddy!"

The rest of the car ride was silent. When they reached the house that France and England shared, Taylor was out of the car in seconds. She didn't even bother knocking (it's her grandparents, why should she?) and just barged right in. "The awesomeness is here!" she yelled.

"Ma petite-fille!" France said, scooping up his granddaughter, smiling all the while. England appeared somewhere behind him.

"Grand-père!" she replied, hugging him tightly.

]-[~]-[

"Aunt Seychelles!"

"Hey, sweetie. What's up?" the woman held her arms out, allowing Taylor to jump into them.

"We just got here! Dad drives slow. It's so un-awesome!"

Seychelles laughed. The energetic girl jumped off of her lap and yelled, "Uncle Alfred!"

"Hey Taylor!" America watched the girl bounce around the room, greeting everyone… even the Christmas tree. Then she turned back to him, "Where's Daniel?"

"In the bath-," America began, but it wasn't a needed explanation. Daniel had grabbed Taylor from behind. "Hey little kid," he said, making Taylor scowl.

She kicked her legs, "I'm not little!" she yelled at him.

"Then how come I can pick you up so easily?"

"Because you're freakishly strong, you freak!" Taylor retorted.

Don't you just love counsinly love?

]-[~]-[

Pfft~ yeah! Stupid drabble is stupid! Anyways, a few nights ago I had a dream about New Prussia and I was like, "Whoa! Awesome!" Except New Prussia was a dude and looked about eighteen. So now, New Prussia is a seven year old girl named Taylor. She looks like the girl version of Prussia, but she has Canada's violet eyes. She's usually quiet like Canada, but as you saw above, she can be as loud as Prussia. So, yeah.

This is just a series of drabbles about her, and they'll get better. I just wrote this really fast and was like, "No way. This is stupid crap. Why should I post it?"

But I am. And I did. So… the next drabble will be about her, um, I don't know… I'll come up with something…

Prussia will bless you with awesomeness if you review!


French

grand-père- grandpa

Ma petite-fille- My little granddaughter