A/N: I do not own hetalia and this stuff is not historicly aciorit. its just bordom. And im sry about the spelling errors if there is any. microsoft word wont work on my computer at the moment. And it is also rated M fore a reason. So if you dont like then dont read.
Irlands pov
It was another worl meeting day. And i realy wanted to go to help England. Or to just watch. "England. Please let me go." I pleaded with him. Alright. Fine. But you have to keep your mouth shut. Do you understand?" England told me. "Yes! Thankyou!Thankyou! Thankyou!" I squealed while jumping up and down. "Just get in the car." England told me while rolling his eyes.
I ran to the car and jumped into the passenger sighd. I turned on the radio to my favorite station. One of the songs came on from the old worrior days in my country. Before England took my country over. I loved this song. I used to dance to it all the time. But sadly. As soon as England got in the car, he turned off the radio.
I sighed. "England. You are so bland." I said and pouted while crossing my arms over my the one who wanted to go. Besides. I hate that song." England said it was no big deal he hated the song of my people in the olden days . I was hurt. I loved England like he was my father.
"That song you hate used to be ,and probably still is, the song of my people. And if you love me. How can you hate that song?" I said in an hurt tone with my voice wavering because i was on the verge of tears. "That song aplies that you have more freedom then you actually do." England stated. And he really pissed me off. "We do to have as much freedom as that song applies!" I screamed at England. He didnt react. He just shook his head sadly.
I loocked out the window. How dare he? He's the one who came to us. He's the one who conquerd us. If he doesnt think i have freedom ill just have to show him how much freedom i have. This was it. I was going to rebell. I was going to get my country back. And i knew just how to do it.
