Chapter 1: And So Britain Met Her

~1769~

Britain had heard of a land in the pacific from his Dutch friend and so he went to take a look around. He had also heard stories of a child wandering around, but it wasn't certain, every time one would approach the child it would disappear in a flock of birds. Still, if there was a new nation to be found Britain was already on a ship there.

He at last met the shore and it was beautiful. Clear waters, white sand, trees and flowers of all kinds, and mountains all as far as his eyes could see past those bushy brows of his. Even so I was always fond of those eye brows.

Actually it was that sight that triggered our meeting! I had seen a fuzzy creature in the distance with golden hair, something I had never seen. I cautiously stepped forward.

"Hello there." it could speak? I caught glimpse of myself in a near by pool of water, he looked just like me! The thing was at the time I had only lived with birds and the like, so when those who had his shape would appear I would hide.

He came closer, "hello?" "Uh Uh." "Ahem my name is britain, Great Britain." it gestured to itself. "Britain?" I repeated. I had no idea what that was. It gestured to me, "and you are?" "Britain... Great Britain!" I said. "hahaha no no I'm britain, who are you?" it seemed friendly enough so I stepped out completely into the light, "New Zealand."

"Oh so you're a girl!" it said, "oh and very pretty." I didn't like this, another like this one, came and also had golden hair and he said something to but in a different dialect. And instead of his eye brows being extra fuzzy, it was his chin. That guy was creepy, laugh and all.

"Tell me New Zealand, would you like to be my little sister? It'll be fun." "A big brother?" "Yes, I'll always be here for you and I'll support you. It would be better than being alone I would think?" "A- alright?" "Oh no are you frightened?" I pointed behind him an started to cry.

It was that guy again! "a hoh hoh hoh hoh. Look at you Britain you've made yet another nation cry. Did you try to give her some of your food?" "Uh that was you you bloke." "Now now little one come wis me, yor big broser France." "Big brother England! He's a pedophile!"

"You drunken bastard! What have you done!" "Mon ami I have done nosing. But she Hurt my feelings! I'm no creep!" he curled into a ball and whispered to himself, 'yes crying got you America but this time I will have my little sibling! And lucky me it's a girl!'

"now now New Zealand, there's no need to cry, look." Britain walked over and kicked france's face into the sand, "see now you try." "Hoh hoh hoh as if she would-" I lifted my foot and kicked him, I just wasn't very strong... "Oh you'll get better dont worry," said Britain.

I refused to look like a fool! "SQUAK!" I shrieked. "what se hell kind of sound was sat?" Moas birds (an extinct large bird I believe to be related to the almighty Kiwi Bird) came running out and started beating him up. "What the bloody hell!" "Big brother Britain! Big brother Britain! Was I good?"

He smiled and pat my head, "Very good, now if we could just do something about that ugly beard he's so proud of then we'd be in business."

Flash back end

Yes, that was when I first met him. And I'm afraid I've been in love ever since he pat my head. It was so comforting that all i ever did was try to get him to do it again. My name is New Zealand and this is the story of me and my brother.