(*Warning: Major moments of OOCness…Especially with Russia around little Alaska.*)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this fic, with the exception of Alaska, Texas, and Michigan as characters of course.
There were two things wrong with the World Meeting. One, America was not there and two, three of his children took his place.
England's, Spain's, and Russia's eyes widened as they saw the faces of their former territories. They moved aside as a crying 11 year old girl came running and crying at Russia, landing in his arms.
"Папа*! Оно ужасно*!" The little girl cried in Russian. "Папа Америка больна*!"
"Russia, what did she say?" England asked, emerald eyes still on the other two in the room.
"There, there, little one," Russia said, soothing the tiny girl. "Papa Russia will make things better, da?"
With that, Russia left the room, carrying the tiny state in his arms. The other two silently shook their heads as England turned to them.
"Ya know, Mistur Russia ain't never bin able ter resist lil Alaska," The young boy, no, man stated in a heavily accented Southern drawl.
The young women laughed.
"You are quite right, Tyson*." She said.
England was becoming angry, but before he could yell, Spain stepped in and faced the two.
"Tejas*, what has made little Alaska so upset that she would go running to Russia for comfort…Was it her governor* again?" Spain asked, looking his former territory squarely in the eyes.
"Naw, it ain't anything like that." Texas replied, his white teeth flashing in a smile.
"Trust us, if it was that, Russia would of come back in demanding that he'd speak to our dad to get Alaska back under his care." The girl replied.
"Well, then Alyson." England said angrily, using the girl's real name. "Please do enlighten us of your father's situation."
"Inglaterra*." Spain said, a little upset that England had acted that way. If America was here, the older nation would have been verbally reprimanded for his actions and, apparently, the young State was not going to let him get away with it either.
"For the last time, old man," She said, venom coursing through her words, "Dad would like it if you were to treat me and the rest of us with the same respect you treat him and the other nations."
England scoffed at this request, which angered the young state even more as she pulled out a bow and arrow and aimed for the nation's heart.
"This means that I am to be referred to as Michigan whilst we are here!" Michigan said, practically screamed actually, as she never took her aim off of England's heart.
End of Chapter 1.
Translations for Chapter 1:
Папа= Papa
Оно ужасно= It's Terrible
Папа Америка больна= Papa America is sick!
Tejas= Texas
Inglaterra= England
(Oh the wonders of babel fish on yahoo… )
Author's notes:
Tyson(Texas), Alyson(Michigan) and Anastasia(Alaska) are all original characters of mine. Oh and the mention of Alaska's governor refers to Sarah Palin and her….kookiness. I can't remember if she is still the governor or not, but I think she would give Russia enough reason to call America and demand his little Alaska back.
In this fic, Alaska is like a daughter to Russia…which is why he treats her with kindness. Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Please feel free to review. I hope you enjoyed my first fic.