England screamed back at the girl in rage, "Twat, you need to be proper. Come on I'm taking you somewhere you can learn to be a lady."

"Alright…" Seychelles stood up. England forced her to take his hand as they walked outside.

"I'm taking you the theater."

"Okay, England why are you being so nice?"

"I'm always nice." England's green eyes blinked at the question. "Aren't I?"

"No…" Seychelles spoke without hesitation.

England was angry. How could his 'daughter' be so cruel to him?

Seychelles and England walked into the theater. Everyone greeted England with high presided, and Seychelles was greeted with coo's and smiles.

Seychelles thought English people where strange; she was five years old, and they were treating her like a baby. Of course, she did not breath a word of this to England, she just smiled.

After the play was over, England took Seychelles out for ice cream.

Seychelles couldn't figure out why he was being so nice, but knew better then to ask questions.

After Seychelles went to bed, England sat with his book and tea cup watching the fire talking to himself,

"She is so stubborn. Then again, if she weren't I would think something was wrong. That stupid Frog. I would give anything to hear her call me 'Papa', like she does France. Why does she love France so much. How can anyone in there right mind love France, damn git."

Then something happened that made England swore he was dreaming; Seychelles stood in the door way staring at England with her big brown eyes soaked with tears.

"Father, did Romeo and Juliet meet each other in Heaven?" By the tears flowing down her cheeks the Brit could tell she was thinking about it since he sent her off to bed. Even more surprising to England, was how she called him 'father' as if he naturally had that title.

"Well dear," England scooped her up into his lap smiling as he replied, "True love always lasts. So, yes I think so."

The End

Author note: Please comment/favorite this story if it interests you. Most of the work of this goes to my little brother and my step dad… Who often remind me of Seychelles and England (with the constant bickering they do.) Any who remember to leave comments or concerns. Hope you liked it!