Australia's POV

Dear reader,

I honestly did not want this to happen, I tried to help them and warn them, but they refused to listen. If you'll listen then you will know why this had to happen. Please listen, and don't make the mistakes they made.

For this to make sense listen to the story from the start. Where it all started; the continent of Pangaea.

April 22th, 2100. The day the Earth reset.

~Setting change~

The super continent of Pangaea.

Before recorded time and history.

Europa's POV

"Mummy, Maman! Asia stole my music pipe, she did she really did!" I scream at really no one in particular, while chasing my 'older' sister down the long corridors of our beautifully, and magically crafted home. Occasionally taking sharp turns left and right, not really paying attention to where we were heading, just making sure that her head of long hair that was so black that it almost looked purple stayed in my field of sight.

"No I didn't, Europa's lying!" Asia screeched at the top of her lungs, her voice slightly coated with fear, and dread. She was running out of breath, I could tell her loud her intakes of air were getting deeper and deeper by the minute. She'll be mine soon, after all no one can out run me, I am Italicus, the fastest runner ever. "STOP CHASING ME! Someone please save me! She is going to kill me!"

Inside I roll my eyes; I'm not going to kill her, why do they all say that when I'm chasing them, or am angry at them? Sure I may be one of only one who has the guts to hunt, and cook the wildlife around here, but that's only because I get tired of the vegan meals Mother prepares us. Besides North and South do it as well, but they like to use every part of the animal when they really shouldn't, and sure their hunting ways are a little more 'peaceful' and 'kind', but we do the exact same thing. Right?

"Europa!" a hard and sharp voice behind me exclaims, making me stop in my tracks, and turn around to face our pretty Mother. Her caramel eyes are filled with disappointment, and anger and are glaring down into my dull green eyes, it's something that I've grown used to over the years. "Why are you tormenting your poor sister?"

"Mom, she took my pipe!" I tell her, in a lame attempt to get her on my side, but I've obviously already lost this battle. "No, Mommy, I didn't, and this time I'm not lying." she's clearly lying, I mean she's trying to hold her giggles in, that means she's G.U.I.L.T.Y.

Mother stops glaring at me for a split second to stare at Asia, and for that split second I see an emotion pass over her eyes, possibly humor, or even amusement. Then just as quickly as that emotion arrived it left, and she was back to glaring knives at me, "Europa, did you see her take your pipe from you?"

I glance at the ground and start to shuffle my feet, "No, b-but I have proof this time! Just come to my room, and I'll show you!"

Mother nods her head, making her slightly wavy light brown hair bounce a little bit. "Alright then, let's see this evidence." Again she looks behind me to where I assume Asia is standing "Come on, Asia; if you have nothing to hide then you'll come."

I hear her gulp; yep she's most certainly guilty, "A-alright."

During the entire 5 minutes it took to get to my room, (Yes before you ask it really took this long to get to my room. What can I say, we have a huge home!) I couldn't help but examine the faces of my Mother, and Asia. Once or twice they exchanged a smirk, and a look of humor, there's something else that's going on that I don't know about… what am I missing?

"Brother, where is my arrow?" Our sister South America, or as she prefers to be called South, asks her twin brother, North America, who prefers to be called North. Her eyes big, bright, green eyes have a slight hint of fear, and anxiety to them as she runs down the hallway as fast as her legs could carry her. The long curl on top of her head is slightly wrinkled, which indicates that she is either worried, stressed, or frightened out of her mind. She's probably just lost her 'lucky' arrow that Mother gave her when we were younger, I can't comprehend why both North and South bother using those things, and they aren't efficient things to hunt with. I keep trying to help them by getting them to start hunting with steel daggers, I even made a few for them, but they refuse to use the things I make for them.

"South, maybe you left it in the kitchen." North yells after her while turning the corner into the hallway, presumably chasing after his twin to assist her in her search. His curl that's identical to South's is shriveled as well; the shriveled curl means only one thing in this family, stress, anxiety, and fear. What does he have to be stressed about? He didn't lose anything, South did.

Bang, "Whoops, sorry Asia." I turn around just in time to see South 'accidently' crash into Asia. They're both extremely nimble you can't just crash into them without it happening on purpose. Something isgoing on. Right as they are getting up off the floor I notice Asia passing something shiny with numerous holes on it to South. Right as Asia passed the mysterious object to her, South cast a quick glance my way, and while she did that her curl seemed to shrivel up even more.

"THEVIES!" I shriek at the top of my lungs, and launch myself in South's direction.

South shrieks even louder than I did, scrambles of the floor, and to makes a brake for it. She starts running down the hallway in the direction we –Asia, Mother, and I- came from. She's not getting away with my pipe.

"Be back in time for dinner, kids!" Mother calls after us while South is screaming her head off, I'm yelling profanities at her, North, and Asia are trying to help South, and our other three siblings -Oceania, Africana, and Antarctica- are trying to calm me down, but ultimately failing.

Almost every day is like this, it's just our way of telling each other we love each other. Nothing more nothing less, and of course at the end of the day we forgive, and apologize to each other, anything taken is given back, we never intentionally wound each other, –although it has accidently happened on more than one occasion-, and everything is resolved by dinner. If not then Mother would have our heads on her wall.


A/N

Hello, thank you for reading my story! Please review!

OC Europa/Europe, Africana/Africa, Antarctica, South America, North America, and Asia all belong to me. Any resemblance to other stories are unintentional, and were not stolen. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya. Again, thank you!

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