Madagascar
He wasn't like his siblings. He kept to himself, quiet and shy. He doesn't feel like talking to others like his sister, or being like his brother who had been taken away by England all those years ago. "I'm Madagascar the Island off the coast of Africa." He would mutter when people asked who he was when he was a child, but now he was Madagascar the country of The Great Red Sand. He didn't like others picking on his little sister Seychelles, or his brother Canada. He stood, watching the waves rush up onto the sand of his loving country as the memories of the past raced to his mind.
"Madagascar! Madagascar get up!" Seychelles came running into my room wakening me up once again the second day in a row to go do something she wanted to do. "Big brother come on France said England is coming over with Canada and some other countries he is taking care of!" She yelled skipping around my room as she picked up some of my dirty clothes to take to the laundry chute. "You don't have to do that." I muttered slipping out of my bed only in my night pants. "Don't worry about it. I'll help because you need to get ready okay." She giggled as she grabbed another load of clothes to send down the chute. "I'll finish the rest once I get out of the shower." I whispered as I walked to the shower room. "Okay if you want. I'll be down stairs, I'll make you breakfast." She giggled as she skipped down the hall. "How does she always have so much energy, and why is she so loud?" I muttered under my breath as I got into the shower. "I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason. Bringing something we must learn and we are lead to those who help us most to grow if we let them and we help them in return. Well I don't know if I believe that's true but I know I'm who I am today because I knew you. Like a comet pulled from orbit, as it passes a sun. Like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood. Who can say if I've been changed for the better but, because I knew you I have been changed for good." I sang happily as I scrubbed my head with my mango shampoo. "I have been changed for good." I sang softly as I rinsed my hair and stepped out of the shower. I stared at myself in the mirror, hating the reflection knowing that I was never really cared about by France. Seychelles was his little pride and joy, I was just a tag along he managed to obtain. "He doesn't give a crap about me enough to even come get me out of bed himself if he really wanted me to meet these people." I growled drying off and started to dress.
I glared at my caretaker as I sat down to eat my breakfast. "Good morning Madagascar."He said as he sipped his coffee. "Humph." I snorted biting into a peach that was part of my breakfast of nothing but oatmeal, orange juice, and a piece of fruit. "Madagascar." He looked up from his paper. "What?" I growled under my breath. "What do you have to say to me?" He snickered lightly. "Good morning." I muttered under my breath as I finished up my breakfast. "Big brother what's wrong?" Seychelles's asked as she set her dishes in the sink. "Nothing." I said picking up my dishes and walked over to her and put mine in and started up the water. She stared up at me as I washed the dishes only for France to set his in and pat her head as he walked off to the parlor to wait for our guest. "Go on Chelle go play for a bit, while we have to wait." I said as I slowly finished up the dishes only leaving France's in the sink. "Ok." She giggled as she went off to her room. "I don't belong here." I muttered as I put mine and Chelle's dishes away. "Madagascar can you come here, please?" France's voice said carrying down the hall. I sighed as I went to join him in the parlor. "What do you need?" I asked once I entered the room. "Nothing but I'm just wondering what's on your mind boy, you never been like this." He said as he set his wine glass down. "There's nothing wrong, if that all I'll be outside." I said as I walked off.
I stared around the little backyard France had, it wasn't much but it was better than being copped up inside all day long. I sat on the swing he had gotten me and Chelle's when we had gotten a little older. "No one cares anymore about what I think. I'm nothing but a piece of land to him now. He has little Chelle's to make him smile and laugh." I bit the inside of my cheek before I started to cry. "Oi! What's wrong? Don't you know crying is un-awesome." A voice yelled at me from over the fence. "Hello Prussia." I whispered lightly as I got up to unlock the gate to let him come in. "What wrong with you kido?" He said once he came in. He squatted down to my height to hear me. "Nothing's wrong. I'm fine I just wish everyone would stop asking." I whispered. "If you're sure." He smiled setting his hand on top of my head and rumpled my hair lightly. "You don't have to stand there, you can come in." He turned to the smaller boy who was hiding slightly behind the fencing. "Madagascar isn't going to hurt you so don't worry." He held out his hand to the younger. He took it slowly and walked up next to him, as I slowly closed and relocked the door. "Madagascar this is my little brother Germany." He said lightly shoving the younger forward lightly. "Hello Germany, it's nice to meet you." I said trying to sound half happy. He smiles lightly and puts out his hand slowly. "It's nice to meet you too." He said softly as I took his hand and shook it. "You can stay out here if you want over go inside." I whispered as I went and sat on the swing I was on, before he and Prussia had showed up. Prussia smiled lightly as he entered France's house from the backdoor. The younger stared at me for a few seconds before following his brother inside. "Figures no one likes me, other than my sister." I muttered looking away from the house. I must have fallen asleep at one point because there was a pair of strange eyes staring at me.
"Should we wake him up?" A younger voice than Germany's or Chelle's whispered to someone or something. "He might fall if we wake him mate, but he might fall if we don't wake him." A slightly older voice said back to the younger. "I'm awake you know." I whispered, as I slowly sat up. They both jumped back as I opened my eyes to look at them. They looked like one another other than their hair color, eye color and, one had slightly darker skin, but they both had the same hair style. "Good to see your ok mate. You hardly moved since we came outside." The darker boy said with a strange accent I couldn't even place. "Oh I'm sorry mate we haven't introduced ourselves. I'm Australia, and this is my little brother America." He smiled at me his accent chopping at some of his words. "Madagascar." I muttered pointing to myself. "Nice to meet ya Madagascar. So err why you out here mate aren't you lonely?" He said cocking his head to the side as his younger brother went inside, as if he found me to be a bit boring. "I'm out here because my caretaker doesn't pay two cents of attention to me since Seychelles' came into his life. As for being lonely I'm always like this, I've just learned to cope with it." I muttered tilting my head back realizing he had come to stand behind me. "I understand mate, most the time England doesn't pay much attention to me and Canada and takes care of America the most. I couldn't stand being lonely all the time not like this." He said smiling happily at me. His smile made my heart jump and it made me happy that someone wanted to be around me unlike my other friends who were forced around me by their parents during government meetings. "So what is there to do around here that's fun?" He asked lightly pushing the swing causing me to swing slightly back and forth. "We could try going to the beach." I whispered as he pushed me harder the second time. "The beach sounds cool but I don't have any trunks for that." He chuckled pushing me again. "You can barrow a pair of mine." I whispered, blushing a little bit. "Really mate you'd let me barrow a pair even though we just met?" He smiled brightly as he stopped the swing slowly. "Sure if you really want to go swimming. I don't mind." I said slowly standing up to lead him into the house. "You are really strange you know that, but I like it about you. You're the first friend I've had, that even wants to do anything with me in a long time." He smiled as he walked up behind me. I smiled softly as I lead him to my room.
I looked through my clothes as he wandered around my room looking at the pictures and other items I had spread throughout my room. "Hey Madagascar where exactly is your country?" He turned to look at me with wondering eyes. "It's by Africa to the east of it, in fact." I said standing up with a pair of swimming trunks in my hand. "Really your pretty far from my country, though it be fun to travel so far to see a friend don't you think?" He smiled as he seemed to bounce over to me. "These should fit you." I whispered softly as I handed him the trunks. "Thanks. Madagascar do you have a real name. I mean it feels weird to keep calling you by your county when well we're friend's right?" He rubbed the back of his neck lightly. "Maldew." I muttered as I looked away from his face. "Maldew? Is that Madagascarian?" He looked at me surprised. "That's my real name from Madagascar before France moved me here to grow up. My name here is Pierre." I said rolling my eyes at the name. "I like Maldew better it sound like you. My real name is Nigel but you can call me ether name it's up to you." He smiled wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "Am I bugging you yet?" He asked a little worried. "A little but its ok it's nice to hear someone else talk other than just my sister. A lot of people don't like talking to me because I don't talk much." I said grabbing a bag from my closet. "I like your voice though. You talk so different. Slow but steady yet there's something else about your voice that make it worth listening to." He smiled as he watched me pack up a few small things like towels and such. I blushed at the comment about my voice no one ever says anything nice about my voice well alone think I'm worth listening to. "Thank you." I whispered as I walked over to him with the bag in hand. "Maldew, you don't need to thank me, I'm just being honest about it." He smiled wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "Yes I do, because you're the first person to ever give me such a nice comment about my voice, well alone about me in general." I whispered lightly as we walked out of my room. He stared at me blankly as he heard my last comment. "You're joking right? I bet you girls hanging off you left and right at school." He said laughing. "No, girls never talk to me. My sister is the only girl that talks to me. If she wasn't my sister I bet she wouldn't even talk to me." I whispered as we walked down the stairs. "You know what I'm going to teach you how to get a girl to talk to you ok?" He smiled brightly as we entered the kitchen. "What would you like to bring?" I asked opening the refrigerator. "I don't care whatever you want to eat is fine." He smiled as he sat that our dinner table watching me. "You like fruits?" I asked pulling out a container of strawberries. "Ya, but it's hard to get them in England. There isn't much good soil any more so there isn't a lot of crops to choose from to plant." He said drawing circles with his fingers on the table. "What do you like best?" I asked setting the strawberries in a separate bag with a few waters. "I'm not sure honestly. I don't eat a lot of them so I don't know what I really like." He smiled lightly as if there wasn't anything wrong with not eating a lot of fruits. "Ok then I'll pick a few more things then we can go." I said as I picked two peaches and a mango out of the refrigerator. I hummed softly as I cut up the mango so we didn't need to bring any extra stuff with us. "Ready?" He asked as I picked up the two bags lightly. "Yes, let's go okay." I smiled as I lead him out of the house.
It felt like it took forever to get to the beach; by the time we got there it was almost 5 o'clock in the evening. "It's pretty late; I've never felt it take so long before." I sighed as I sat down on the warm Mediterranean sand. "Ya but it was fun, I don't get to go out much with friends so it's nice to be able to hang out with someone like you." He smiled as he sat next to me. "Do you really like me?" I asked looking over at him as I pulled my knees to my chest. "Ya of course I do! I wouldn't be hanging out with you is I didn't, mate." He smiled brightly. "Thanks." I whispered lightly and nuzzled the tops of my knees lightly. "Mate, you don't need to say thanks for anything we're friends you know? Friends are nice to each other or else we wouldn't be friends." He said poking the sand between us lightly. "It's just I've never had someone be so nice to me before. Well not by their own free will at least." I sighed shaking my head. "Is it really that bad?" He asked lightly touching my arm. "I'm not European like everyone else so they make fun of my accent when I talk in French because I'm not really French. So I kind of built a wall in my heart and try to block people out. You're the first person I've let in since Chelle." I whispered softly. "I'm glad you gave me the chance at least. I mean it's not fun playing by yourself, well alone being by yourself." He said tilting his head back in thought. I stared at him for the longest time before I knew it I had leaned closer and rested my head against his shoulder without thinking about it. "You ok?" He asked as my head rested against his shoulder. "Thank you. Thank you for the first day I can say I've been happy." I whispered closing my eyes lightly. He stared down at me in wonder, as if I was so different words couldn't explain it. "You're welcome Maldew." He chuckled as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders to hold me up against him