Britain's pov

You wouldn't believe how much work Britain had to do. He was constantly running around, doing things for the King, signing papers, overviewing plans. Months by fly by in minutes! That's what it felt like at least.

Then there were the problems in America, well, rumors of problems in America. England wasn't sure if they were true yet, but the King decided they must do something about it. They decided to separate America and Canada, because any thoughts of rebellion were obviously coming from France's bastard, and to limit what the colony knew about the world. England figured story time was a good price to pay to keep his colony.

Britain knew America would be fine with the changes, he'd probably barely notice. Hell, Britain bet America barely missed him when he was gone. He knew, because he received several letters from his colony about how great things were going. It saddened Britain that he didn't appear to have a large impact in America's life, but he was glad his brother was happy.

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Despite what many countries may say, Britain really does love America, in fact, He adores his new brother. Britain could see the future in America, the hope and brightness in his eyes was a testament for good things to come. The best part? America likes Britain too, and that's a new one. After years of being disliked, and hated, this kid picks him over France when he barely knew them! That's a miracle in itself, and it's the reason Britain was gone so often.

America was just a kid, it was likely that he didn't care whether Britain was around or not. Therefore, if Britain wanted to be a true family then he'd have to wait for America to recognize him as his brother. Meanwhile, Britain had to keep the people calm and make sure America stayed his so they could be a family. Who cares about the rest of the countries? Britain had found his future, and the rest of the world would see what they missed one day. Now, Britain really needed to go schedule a trip to see America, he truly was missing the little rascal.

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Britain was outraged, after all he did for the colonist they decide to not pay taxes? That's unacceptable, it doesn't matter whether they get a say or not. He is the country, he knows what's for the best, they know nothing. Britain decided the best way to fix this situation was to simply remind the colonist who's in charge. During his visits to America, Britain decided to take soldiers and go door-to-door reminding the people of the taxes and informing them of the consequences for not paying them. He considered being harsher, but he can't risk losing America. This is his, their, future he's thinking about.

It's a brutal task though, with every uncooperative colonist is the fear that his brother will soon turn against him as well. He must know what's going on his own land. Britain himself was getting a daily headache from all the commotion, he only hoped America didn't realize what it meant. One day he'll tell America all about the world, but for now, while his people are unhappy, it's best that he stay ignorant. Plus, America is only a kid, he's not ready for the responsibility.

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Imagine Britain's surprise to be tackled by a full grown man when arrived at his Virginia house to visit his baby brother. He was so surprised that he nearly stabbed the man before he realized it was America. And to be completely truthful, the growth spurt terrified Britain.

America had been a little boy for over a hundred years. Then, all of a sudden, he turns into a man! It's not suppose to work that way. Plus, there's a lot of tension happening in the colony. Britain is losing control and it's scaring him. He can't help but fear that America's growth spurt is an omen.

Britain keeps waiting for America to say something about anything really. Unfortunately he never does; never does he ask about the economy, his people, or the rest of the world. Hell, he barely mentions Canada! Britain decides he must be hiding something, but for the life of him he can't figure out what. America does all his work perfectly, he is perfect, and it infuriates Britain to no end. He can barely stand to look at him sometimes. Why won't he just speak to him? And how can he be so calm about this all?

America has grown up, he's ready to learn about who he is, but Britain can't tell him. His people are only getting angrier, and the chances that they'll take America away from him are too high. Plus, Britain has a sneaking suspicion that America has joined the unholy Sons of Liberty. If America learns of what influence he has his future may disappear, and Britain will not allow that to happen.

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Britain didn't mean to shoot, but he couldn't help it. He's an Empire dammit! If these people thought they could do what they wanted they were wrong. When they started throwing those snowballs he just lost it, their lack of respect pushed him over the edge. He had the strongest military in the world! The colonist needed to learn that a little whining wouldn't do them any good, and he was ready to put the. In their places. They were lucky he wasn't spreading his troops all over. They should be begging at his feet for forgiveness, not throwing snowballs at him!
Britain going to get control back, no matter how much force he had to use.

Then, when it was all over, he was America standing off to the side. His face was contorted into a mix of shock and terrible pain. Britain felt horribly guilt and incredibly angry at the same time. He didn't want to America, he was his brother, he loved him! Yet, he was angry at America for making him feel angry. He was within his right to shoot! The colonist were provoking him, America needed to face reality.

Britain still couldn't force himself to face America though, and he spent half the night in a pub, drunk out of his mind. Then he boarded the first ship to London, and was gone by sunrise. He was determined to fix it all, and be in control once again.

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Britain couldn't believe America had the audacity to declare war, and then win! If only he hadn't been so blinded by his anger. Then he would've been able to think clearer and America would still be his. Alas, he failed, now he would have to watch his brother be destroyed. He would never make it on his own, he's just a kid!

Britain tried to convey his feelings at the meetings, maybe if America realized how foolish he was then he would come back. It could be a fresh start fir all of them! They would be a family again, not that they aren't still, but this way politics wouldn't interfere

However, America never came to his sense. Britain decided to try last time, Canada finally became useful, and he used him to attack America. He nearly won too, he could taste it, but America was too stubborn. For some reason, America was determined to stay independent. Britain couldn't fathom why, he was only going to fail in the end. After all, what does America knows about politics? Nothing! He never bothered to learn anything about it.

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Once Britain realized America wasn't coming back he began to miss him horribly. He had much more time to think with one of his colonies gone, and all he could think about was how much he missed his little brother. How could he not miss him?

Unfortunately, Britain was so pained that much of his sadness turned to hate, and he began it resent America. Why did he have to leave? It got to a point where Britain attempted to kill America by trying to get him to sit in a cursed chair. Thankfully, his plan failed.

Then, one day, his feelings changed again. Britain saw America jump off a building, and he swears his heart stopped. He watched America hit the ground, and he couldn't breathe until he saw him get up again and shake his head. Britain watched him walk away and he wondered what he do if he ever truly lost America.

Still, the question that lingered in his head was,"Why does America keep trying to leave me?"

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America pushed Britain away, and for years he could never understand why. Then he stopped caring. America changed, he became a bumbling idiot, bad for a while Britain wasn't interested in him. His little brother was gone. However, he saw a flash of the person America used to be, and that was all it took. Britain was after him again like a dog chasing a rabbit.

He was too late. America moved on, he made new friends, and was in top of the world. He didn't have the time for his old caretaker. Britain thought this was ironic in a way, and was ready to accept it as fate when he remembered Canada.

Canada and America attacked and burned each other, yet they're the best of friends. They're extremely close, and it's extraordinary in a way. Britain figure that this was proof he and America could truly make up. This time, Britain set out to finally end it all, and shake some sense into America.

However, America wouldn't hear it. Britain tried everything he could to get his former colony to listen and nothing worked. America ended up blowing up on Britain and storming away from him.

"America get back here!" Britain called to America.

"Why? I'm not your colony anymore, you can't tell me what to do anymore!" America sniped back. Britain sputtered, he couldn't believe America would bring THAT up.

"No, but I'm your older brother. Since we're family you should respect my wishes," Britain replied calmly. America snorted.

"This is what you call a family? You, Canada, France, and me?" America asked curiously.

"Yes, of course! What did you think it was?" Britain asked in surprise, he couldn't fathom what America was thinking.

"I think it's dysfunctional and fucked up that you call it a family. Canada and I are family, but you and France haven't done anything to be deemed part of our family," America declared coldly. Then he spun around and walked away.

Britain was frozen in shock, he had ended it. Britain had set out to end their problem bad it was ended. Just not in the way he intended. Then Britain's whole world fell apart, and for the first time he cried for his loss.

So I portrayed Britain as a bit delusional; he found someone who liked him (young America) and became fixated on them. Almost dependent in away, and so afraid to lose them that he'd go to desperate measures.

I think I could have done this a bit better, but I have a couple theories on the Hetalia style Revolution. This is just one of the ideas I had.

I hope you all liked it!

Please review, I would like to hear your own ideas and theories!