The world meeting was almost over when Skalia stood up and said that she had something important to say. Immediately everyone one in the room fell silent, they all knew what happened to those who interrupted when Skalia was speaking. "As all of you know, no one knows who is the father of the U.S.A twins. This is mainly due to the fact that only they and their older brother were able to under stand the language that their mother spoke."

"But I thought that Arthur was their father?" A few people turned to glare at Peter, as if daring him to say anything further. But to everyone's surprise, instead of becoming angry, Skalia laughed a little.

"Well actually, I've been doing a bit of research and found that there is no way that Arthur could be their father. In fact the person who is their father is not some one you would even suspect..." She paused for a moment to allow that to sink in before she dropped the bomb shell. "Feliciano is Alfred's and Annabel's father." At this, everyone turned and looked and the Italian in stunned silence. Feliciano was confused and stared at Skalia. " What? Really? veh~"

Suddenly there was a crash of thunder and Annabel appeared out of nowhere. Her expression one of shock and disbelief. "WAIT... WHAT?!" "I'm just and confused as you are, Annabel~" Feliciano said to her, surprising everyone with how calm his voice sounded. But the southern lady just stared at him shaking her head.

"This makes no sense ... From what my mother had told me... I was sure my father had to have been Scandia... or one of the Nordics..." Though she hadn't intended her words to sound unkind, Feliciano grew sad when he heard them.

"S-so you wouldn't like me as a father?... okay..." He then turn to go out of the room. Everyone could see he was about to cry. Feeling a twinge of guilt as she realize how her words had sounded, Annabel runs over to him before he reaches the door. "No... Wait... I didn't mean it like that! I'm sorry!" Everyone was surprised by the honesty of her apology. But Feliciano just sighed and shook his head.

"It's okay... I understand..." Once more he turned to leave. Just as his hand touches the door handle, Annabel catches him and pulls him into a hug.

"No... It's just well... Mother never really described our father to us... She would just say that he was from a far off land... She only called him lost white man ... How was I to know it was you?" Her voice was even but everyone was shocked to see that she was crying. Not knowing what to do, Feliciano said the first thing he thought of.

"Tell you what... You can always stay with me if you ever need to or want to. I'm really never busy, or you can just come and visit, it's okay with me~" He said, smiling at her and to the surprise of everyone, Annabel smiled back. Not one of her usual grins or smirks but a genuine, joyful smile.

"Th-Thank you... F-father..." Her normally cold, lifeless eyes now had a spark of life that no one had seen in her in 200 years. Seeing this, Feliciano smiled as he nodded and hugged her, lightly brushing her hair with his fingers.

This story is based on something my friends and I came up with. We did some research after we decided that it made more sense that England was more like a father-figure then America's actual father. There is more to this story, so keep watching for the next chapter. I promise it will be adorable.

Annabel = was the Confederacy, these day she represents the southern states

Skalia = Fem. Germania