A/N: I had actually discontinued and deleted this story on the original site it was posted on, and then I came here and saw how many follows and favorites it had gotten, and I was like, "*sigh* I'm going to have to continue this, aren't I?" Not really hyped on the inspiration as I was a month ago, so I hope the chapters aren't as sucky as they probably are going to be...

Ciao!

Also, I am sorry if there are any historical inaccuracies. I know nothing of English or Norwegian history. Duh, I obviously know Romanian, because I live in Romania, but whatevs, bro.

There is some sort of Salem witch burning type of reference here, which happened years before Romania was formed (however I think there was a lawsuit filed in 1878, so haha, funny coincidence) but I do not believe that any sort of hangings or burning occurred for anybody that practiced magic in Romania, as magic has always been a sort of welcome thing, but let's just pretend, ja?

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Romania had always been a strange child, even by nation's standards. He never really wanted to play with the other children, and instead, wanted to read about folklore and ancient magic spells in languages that had been long forgotten.

His caretakers always knew something was rather off about him, but they never questioned the matter- All nations were unique in their own way.

So it was their greatest surprise when one of the ladies tried to force him into taking a bath when suddenly, the lady had been turned into a bullfrog.

This certainly frightened everybody else. Except Romania, it had seemed. No, he had stood, butt-naked next to the large, wooden tub of boiled water, laughing his head off. He seemed to find it very humorous despite the other's fear.

"Is it witchcraft?" They whispered in frightened voices, "What strange powers does this child posses?"

At this time, it was a transition period in history- People had gone from loving magic and believing in it to fearing it and it's powerful, and hanged and burned everybody who was a user of it. But the ladies of the castle did not want to burn the child- He was their own nation, their home after all, and was young, considering he had been found only a little less than three hundred years before and had finally been formed into an official country only three years before, in 1878.

But none of them could entirely be sure it was the child that had preformed the magic. It could have been a simple curse on the lady's life, and who said it was the child's doing, anyways? He might be innocent.

However, innocent had never been a word to use when describing Romania- He was young, and he loved pranks and tricks and scaring the ladies of the castle by placing worms in their food and creeping up on them as they did work.

Innocent? Please.

The second incident was what made the ladies of the castle get rid of him.

He was playing out front when a younger, newer maid came outside.

"Vlad! Vlad, come inside, it's about to rain!"

"Nope!" The nation laughed, running around happily, chasing something the maid could not see.

Oh my lord, the child is delusional!

The maid was on her last thin strip of patience, and she surged forward, hands reaching out to grab the child and force him indoors. This was her big mistake. There was a flash of light just as two ladies entered, balancing laundry in their arms, just in time to see the maid get turned into a bat. The bat screeched before flapping away angrily.

The next thing Romania knew, he was walking far, far away from the castle, frowning as rain pounded down onto his head. Well, this sucked.

He guessed he would have to make the best of it, but how could they all just kick him out like that? Didn't they know he was a little kid and needed their care? His first thought was to go visit his friend Bulgaria, and he had a new little brother he had yet to meet, but before he could act on either of these things, a fairy friend of his raced towards him on her legs, forgetting momentarily she could fly.

"Ro-ma-ni-a!" She chanted. Romania raised an eyebrow at her and said,

"Yes?"

"Come here! Come here!" She finally took flight and Romania chased after her, until they reached a small cave in which she flew inside, tittering happily.

"Um...What am I doing here?" Romania asked, looking at the millions of eyes of the fairies blinking down at him.

"We know of your situation. We can take care of you, if you want!" One fairy chirped. After a moment of thinking, Romania nodded, smiling.

"That sounds great!"

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*brutally murders self due to shortness and suckiness of chapter*