„Arthur?"

Sealands rather calm voice made England raise his head from reading the newspaper. All over Europe people were gossiping about his boss and ministers who were spending tax receipts for their own good and fighting with each other over trivial things, giving him a headache. It made him look bad and unable to handle his own problems.

But something in Sealands voice was really odd.

Usually he would talk with a lot of pride and haughtiness in it to make sure everyone knew he wasn't just a child and a real nation (which he wasn't , England thought every time). He was always rambling a lot but now, as England rose his gaze to look at him, he sat on the couch quietly, his hands on his knees, looking down on them, his legs to short to touch the ground but not moving as usual.

„Yes?" he asked, slightly surprised.

The small one seemed to hesitate, then asked calmly „Will I ever get bigger?"

England hadn't seen that coming. His eyebrows went up a bit.

„Why do you want to know?"

He really didn't feel like answering. How could that small guy ever grow taller? Nowadays only one person was still living in what he called his body, and that was an engineer looking after it. Not even the family that founded him was still living there.

„Because Tino and Berwald play alone a lot and when I asked them why Tino said 'You are too small to understand.'"

The small nation changed his voice saying the last sentences, making it sound like Finnlands voice. He really loved Finnland, but it didn't sound very affectionate there

England nearly coughed inside his tea.

„Now really, do they do that?" he asked sarcastically.

His eyebrows narrowed.

The small one seemed annoyed „Yeah, a lot. So, I was thinking, when will I grow up?" He looked up to England. His gaze was kinda heartbreaking.

'Well, was about time he realizes he doesn't grow at all' England thought, shutting his eyes and kneading his forehead.

„Well.. oh shit.." He took another sip off tea. Then he looked at him rather stern.

„Peter, you won't grow. You have no real citizens and no economy." His voice was a bit low, speaking calm to make him understand. But Sealands glance turned angry within a second. He jumped down the couch and rose his clenched fists. „You always say that! But I AM a nation! Why would I excist if I wasn't?? If only I was bigger! Then everyone would take me seriously!"

„Shut up!" England cut him off. He put his newspaper aside. „You won't grow, that's just how it is!"

Arthur wasn't good rising children. There were two good examples for it, though he was sure America would have turned out like that anyway.

Sealand looked at him angrily, clenching and unclenching his fists again and again.

„Then help me!"

England's eyes grew wide.

„What?"

„Help me grow! I know you can! You have nothing to do nowadays anyway. Just sitting here and drinking tea, worrying about some local problems." He waved with his hand impatiently.

„There's a freaking economy-crisis recently you know? Not that you would mind anyway!"

England's hands shot in the air gesturing, making Sealand flinching back slightly.

„But my base is so old!" Suddenly tears showed up in Sealands eyes and dripped down his face from one second to the other, as if he was holding them back for quiet a while. England sat back as he saw it.

„What if it gets too old? If it just collapses into the ocean!? I know it wasn't made to last in first place!" The young childes rambling lost a bit of direction. England just looked at him waiting him to clam down. 'Seems like he thought about that a lot.'

Sealand rubbed over his eyes with his sleeve angrily suddenly, looking up again staring at him.

„I don't want to dissapear! Help me grow! You made me exist in first place!"

England's eyes narrowed. He let out a sigh and closed his eyes annoyed.

„So that's why you came here?"

The little one didn't respond and continued to stare at him.

England sighed again.

„You are right" he said gravely and the younger's face turned pale.

„I looked into the report about you. You are okay, but the base really isn't made to excsist forever."

He took a sip of tea again. Sealand trembled but didn't say anything, still glaring at him.

„If it breaks down or has to be removed" and the young one flinched at that word „ you'd have to give up claiming you are a country."

The smaller one's face went even paler, his gaze turned down to his feet.

„Just like you want it, right..?"

England leaned back.

„Just what do you want exactly Peter?"

Sealand sat back down on the couch.

„I want to get bigger..not important or huge, but with people living there again."

He made a small pause, and England was about to say no, when he added.

„And I want to be able to care of my own.."

England's eyes went wide, he had never heard that so far.

He sighed again. A serious Sealand really was something.

„Fine" he said, not believing himself.

The younger nations head jerked up and looked at him stunned, then smiled a really huge smile and through himself on England with a loud squeal.

„You better don't make me regret that you brat" he grumbled and looked away but blushed slightly as a response.

RxR Please! And point out mistakes too, english isn't my first language *sweats*

Idea came while rping (Sealand is such a brat!)
I really want him to grow a bit!

I have to point out: I have no idea how that 'base' is, but i can't imagine it to be really steady. And i have no clue what would happen to 'Sealand' if it dissapeared.
What follows in the next chapters is totally made up und impossible (i suppose) especially nowadays. *laughs*

Not sure about the pairings so far..

Thanks for reading! *bows*