I remember darkness surrounding the area. I found myself looking at a screen that was not lit up.

Suddenly, a bright white light flashed through like there was no tomorrow. I couldn't see a thing. It felt so bad.

I noticed my hands pressing down on a large button. I looked around myself again. The area was lit up as a crystal ball came from the screen. It glowed blue as it recalled the memory of crying.

The person I was in, cried with much emotion. Something about this person was different. I didn't even know this person's name, but he was very different compared to most other people that look like him. The person I was controlling wasn't even a human. The person I was controlling was the very ground he was standing on.

The blue glass looking ball rolled up, down, and all around the room here. It roamed to the middle of the room where a stand, made just for it, stood. The memory placed itself in the its own place and stayed there. The stand went down again.

I looked back at the screen. 2 figures made their first appearance.

1 was male. 1 was female. The male looked very happy and cheered for this person I was controlling. The other looked tired, but very happy to see the person I controlled.

The male had weird curls on the sides of his head. The female had 1 curl that spilt into 2 curls on the top of her head.

"What are we going to name him?" The female asked the male.

"Romano! He looks exactly like me! After all, he was born in my land," the male replied, happily.

"It was my land before it was yours!" She laughed.

Romano continued to cry.

I looked at myself for once. I was happy, yet I was sad. What am I? Sadness? I guess I am.

I glowed blue compared to everything else in this room. Was I in charge? This is weird.

I can't handle this! I cried and cried and left the large lonely button for a second.

I looked back at the screen; Romano was calm.

Someone poked my side.

I yelped, "Who? What?! I thought I was alone!"

"Hi! I'm Joy!" A yellow figure approached me. He didn't have a glow as I did, but he was like me somehow. He reached towards the large button and pressed down on it.

Romano started to smile and giggle and raise his arms up to the female and male.

"Papa! Mama!" The baby boy exclaimed so happily.

It seemed like this might not happen too often in Romano's life. I guess we'll wait and see.

Mama picked Romano up and kissed his cheek and then his forehead. It felt so good, yet weird.

Joy felt ran around the room several times, "Isn't this cool?! We get to live here and control this lovely boy named Romano~!"

"What's this place called?" I asked.

"Um..." Joy stopped for a minute, "How about simply, 'Romano?' Uh... Nah. Um... How about 'The Head?' No. Uh... Headquarters!"

"Oh... I guess that sounds alright..." I really didn't feel like answering to all that happiness. I just felt too much.

Joy had this weird stubborn curl on the side of his head, but then I noticed that I had it, too.

A golden crystal ball came down from the screen again. It went straight down to the middle again and it turned to find a place next to the blue crystal memory.

Streaks came from the middle centerpiece.

Outside our small window was darkness. Coming from the streaks, two islands came up.

One was called "Loneliness Island." The other was called "Family Island."

What were these memories called?

It just came to me. They were core memories. They make up a person's personality!

Romano had already seemed lonely?

Didn't he have his family with him afterwards? Why is this memory still here?

Mama is gone. She's not with us anymore. We don't know anything much about her besides the fact that she left.

Romano is only with his papa.

He had already grown to be at the physical age of 2.

The little baby was already several hundreds of years old.

Along with this "accomplishment," we met Fear.

Fear had 2 curls, surprisingly.

After hearing about his mama disappearing, Fear and I both had created a new core memory. It made the Island of Abandonment.

There were so few core memories and memories in general. Most of them did not have any color to it at all. They were grey. The small boy was quiet for his age. He stayed by his papa's side like how something wet can stick to something cold.

The boy was really smart and could do many things on his own.

When he turned three, Papa left and came back with someone new.

It was a baby named Veneziano. It was longer than Romano's simple name.

"This is your younger brother! He's part of our family," Papa said.

Romano was allowed to hold the baby in his arms. He smiled and kissed the baby on the forehead like Mama used to. Joy was on control at that time, but I took over once more. Mama's gone, I reminded Romano.

Romano looked a bit sad and turned away from Veneziano and Papa.

He felt bad for the baby and gave Veneziano back to Papa.

"Will he ever see Mama?" Romano asked.

"I'm afraid not, dear," Papa replied softly, trying not to wake Veneziano up from his deep slumber.

Someone pushed me out of the way, "Move it! I got this!"

Someone red grabbed the controls and pushed something half a level.

"I'm Anger and I'm angry!" Was all he said with also having that stubborn curl trait all of us had.

Romano's face turned slightly red, "Why did she have to leave?! Where did she go? Did she have to leave us?!"

Papa looked surprised to see Romano act up with such a hatred in his voice with each question spat out to the ground.

"R-Romano!" Papa cried.

I turned around; Abandonment Island was on full blast.

I felt so bad for him.

I cried and walked away from the controls for a bit.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered.

Joy walked up to me, "Everything will be alright... Romano will get over it! I promise!"

I was just in denial. After that, I don't think so.

Romano was embraced in a hug between Papa and Veneziano, "I love you very much and you know that! Mama couldn't be here because of reasons!"

Family Island was working to sound of Romano's heartbeat.

Romano's heart was special. His heartbeat was the purest and was able to be reached all the way to headquarters.

Joy went up to the controls, "Being with Papa will help Romano!"

Joy pressed a button or two and Romano laughed a little, "Thank you, Papa."

Veneziano laughed wholeheartedly and hugged Romano will all his might.

Joy must've taken over Veneziano's version of headquarters.

After all, someone in this family needs to be happy.

It was late one night and Papa was in the same room with Romano and Veneziano.

"Papa, if Mama isn't here, how is he here?" Romano asked out of curiosity and pointed to his little brother.

"I'm not your real papa and Veneziano is your half-brother. Your real papa is gone, too. After having Veneziano, he vanished. There was another Mama for Veneziano. Same Papa, but different Mama. His Mama is gone, too.

I'm actually just Grandpa to you and Veneziano. I had your Papa as my own kid. Now, I'm taking care of you~!" Romano's 'Grandpa' hugged us once more.

Another golden ball entered from the screen.

Family Island was highly active again.

Veneziano, still a newborn, had his hand about Grandpa's finger.

"Do you mind if I ask one more question?" Romano asked.

"Yes, what is it?" Grandpa waited.

"What are we? We've already been alive for a long time," Romano sighed.

"We are the land these people live on. You're getting my land when I-" Grandpa stopped, "Never mind."

"What? Tell me! Tell me!" Romano pleaded.

"No."

Romano pouted as Anger took control.

Grandpa poked one of Romano's soft, chubby cheeks of his.

"You're my adorable little grandson and I promise that I will never make you cry."

Romano was "6 years old."

Veneziano was "3."

"Grandpa, what do you think of my artwork?" Veneziano brought up a picture that he drew of Grandpa, Romano, and himself with flowers.

"That's wonderful, Veneziano!" Grandpa answered with total honesty.

The younger brother ran off to place his picture in a frame or something.

Romano wanted to show Grandpa his artwork, so he decided to ask as well.

"Hey, Grandpa! What do you think of my artwork?"

Grandpa made a weird look of disgust.

"What's wrong?" Romano asked.

"It looks a lot like Veneziano's art piece," Grandpa stated.

"We decided to make a similar drawing, but with different styles! I used a different method, a different media, a different medium, and a different style.

"Yes, I can see that... Um... Use Veneziano's advice for coloring..." Grandpa was obviously lying about it being amazing and well rounded.

Anger poked my shoulder and we both kept our hands on the lever and pushed. Romano looked depressed, but walked away with pride shoved down his throat.

A new core memory and a new island was made: Inferior Island.

Romano looked back at Grandpa and sighed. He carried the art piece back inside to where he slept and stared at the piece.

"Hmph. He looks more like Veneziano anyway," Once again, Anger was in control.

I stood there, depressed to see this. I wanted to cry again.

Joy came up to me, "Hey, don't cry! Think about all the nice things Romano went through! Like being kissed by his mama!"

"B-But she's gone!" I wailed and covered my face.

Joy sighed, "Uh... You might wan-"

He was cut off by Romano's actions.

He grabbed the art piece in anger and ripped the art work he worked hard on. He picked up all the trash as he opened the window and threw the trash out the window. He was crying and as I was pushed up to the controls.

Suddenly, Veneziano waddled through the room towards Romano.

"Hey! Big brother! Why are you crying? Where's your art work?" Veneziano's eyes were open, unlike usual.

Romano wiped his tears off and quickly turned to his younger brother, "V-Veneziano? Oh... The wind... Caught my artwork and it flew away."

Romano lied and made a fake smile.

"Oh, that's sad to hear!" Veneziano made a sad face and was even starting to cry, "You worked hard on that! I saw you work day and night on it!"

Romano sighed, "No, Vene. Don't cry. I can just make another one-"

"It won't be the same! Big Brother just wasted all that time for nothing!" Veneziano cried out and grabbed onto Romano.

Grandpa came in the room, "Romano? Did you make your brother cry? Was it because you copied your brother's artwork?"

"No! Grandpa! It's not because of that!" Romano started to hug Veneziano.

Fear was suddenly in control, "What if Grandpa gets mad? What if he leaves us? OH NO! WHAT IF HE TAKES VENEZIANO WITH HIM?!"

Romano looked a bit nervous being near Grandpa.

Grandpa took up Romano's little brother in his arms and walked away from the room, "I guess I'll see you for dinner."

Romano noticed the tone Grandpa had used; Grandpa was annoyed. Romano sat by the window and stared at the sunset. Oh, that beautiful sunset. It reminds me of the time Romano fell from a tree and he was bleeding.

I held onto Fear, "Hey, maybe he should stop worrying."

Fear nodded, "Maybe you're right-"

I interrupted him, "He should cry about how Grandpa took Vene away!"

"No! Hold the phone! His grandpa might not take a liking to him if he cries! Let him get angry so if his grandpa comes in, then he'll see how powerful he can be when he's mad!" Anger added his opinion with a well-rounded explanation.

"Oh, alright… I don't really have a good reason, but you do… At least… Um…" I walked off to a chair nearby and sobbed my heart out.

Romano wasn't having a good time and neither was I.

Two new memories came in. 1 was purple and the other was red. I turned to the screen to see Romano red as a… I don't know, but he was bright red and pounded his fist against the window's bottom frame. His hand was red when he brought it back up. He held it in his other hand, irritably.

Grandpa called from the other room, "Dinner's ready, Romano!"

After hearing this, Romano replied, "I'll be there soon, Grandpa!"

Romano shook his head for revert to his old self and then he fixed his hair. He quickly rubbed his hand to make the redness leave just in case if his grandpa asked. He ran to the dining area and sat down near the table where the food was being served. Veneziano was sitting in Grandpa's lap.

When the family was eating, Grandpa spoke up with sorrowful eyes, "Roma, I need to tell you something important. I need to go up North with your younger brother to fight Germania and his forces from coming in. I'm taking Veneziano only because I do not know what might happen if I left you with him here. I'm leaving early tomorrow morning."

Romano was suddenly reminded of earlier and what his grandpa thought, "Oh, really? Good luck with that then."

I was at the controls once more; I pushed a lever up and Romano was suddenly holding in tears. Once Romano was finished eating, he left to his sleeping quarters. He laid in his lonely bed and cried himself to sleep. We can only see what might happen when the sun comes over again.

A.N.: What do you guys think? I had a very sad time making this, but it'll get better later on. Austria, Spain, and Disgust will appear later on in this story. I hope you guys like it~! Do any of you guys know who "Mama" is? I bet you guys don't. Vehehe.