Spain meets the UK siblings~
The UK was going threw sort of a rough patch with there family. The reality of South, now the Republic of Ireland, leaving them had hit them. Not too well either.
That is why Portugal decided to come over, being a welcomed family friend, to make sure they were all okay and coping well.
Spain was a different story though.
The only reason he came to the Uk was because his brother Portugal had work to do and he didn't want Portugal around that damned England. Otherwise, he's be with Romano or in the tomatoe fields!
Spain knocked on the door of the Kirkland residence and about two minutes later a man who looked very similar to England, but had darker and slightly longer hair opened the door.
"Beth ydych chi eisiau?" The guy asked, it then clicked in Spain's mind.
That was Wales. Spain sadly didn't speak Welsh.
"I am here for my hermano. Portugal." He sighed hoping the nation spoke English.
"Dewch ymlaen yn, yr wyf yn amau ei fod yn gadael yn fuan." Wales said letting a confused Spaniard in.
"OI! WALES 'HO'S AT TER DOOR?!" Someone shouted and a red head wearing a...skirt walked in.
"Sbaen, brawd Portiwgal." Wales rebounded
"Mm woot does 'e want?" Scotland asked ignoring the Spainiard.
"Nid wyf yn gwybod." Wales responded simply.
"Woot do ye mean ye donnae know?!" Scotland growled clutching some liquor tightly in his hand.
"Doeddwn i ddim yn wir yn gwrando. Yn ôl pob tebyg yma ar gyfer naill ai yn Lloegr neu Bortiwgal." Wales replied rolling his eyes.
"Well? 're ye 'ere fer Port er nae?" Scotland asked Spain.
"Sí." Spain responded.
"OI ENGLAND! PORTUGAL! SPAIN DECIDED TO DROPP BY!" He shouted and red ginger girl came down the stairs of only about seventeen.
"They went out ten minutes ago! Portugal wanted to cheer England up and get him out of the house!" She said.
"Aye, I forgot. Thanks Nerth." Scotland said and she nodded skipping off.
'That must have been England's younger sister Northern Ireland.' Spain thought.
"Looks like yer gonna either 'ave ter wait 'ere or come back later." Scotland said to Spain.
Spain thought for a moment.
He never did get the chance to meet England's family when they were married, or the multiple times they were dating. And he always did wonder why...
"If it wouldn't be too much to ask, I would like to wait sí." Spain said and Scotland nodded.
"Byddaf yn mynd yn gwneud cinio. Ydych chi'n gwybod ble Lloegr stashes y gwenwyn?" Wales asked.
"In the spice cabinet. Near the sal'" Scotland said.
Wales nodded and walked away.
"Lunch will be ready in a bit. Wh. Donnae show ye ter the livin' room." Scotland said and showed Spain threw the same door Wales went threw.
The living room was average sized and had a door connecting to the kitchen.
Scotland sat down on the couch and Spain followed, sitting down next to him.
"So, ah where is Southern Ireland?" Spain asked awkwardly forgetting that he had become independent two days ago and moved out.
Scotland glared.
"'e left the UK." He said and took a sip of the liquor he was holding still.
"Lo siento, olvidé!" Spain said hurriedly.
"'s okay. At least net all the fae lef' the UK." Scotland said
"...What?" Spain asked
"The fairies. Most of 'em left when South did too." Scotland exclaimed
"Fairies?" Spain asked, hoping he was joking.
"Ye 'eard." Scotland said challengingly, as if daring him to say something stupid.
"..." Spain sat their wondering if all of the UK family was insane.
"WALES 'URRY WIT' TER FOOD!" Scotland shouted.
"One second!" Two voices answered and Northern Ireland and Wales came out with the food...if that was what you would call it anyway..
North gave Spain his and sat down on the arm chair with hers and Wales did the same but sat on the other side of Scotland.
Spaithere ally started regretting his desision on staying.
"What is this?" Spain said poking it with his fork.
"Haggis." Scotland replied eating his lunch along with his siblings.
Spain had to force himself to take two bites before he nearly threw up. The food tastes worse then dirt!
"Ni all Sbaen ymddangos i ddal ei fwyd i lawr." Wales smirkedScotland and North looked up from their nearly finished plates.
"Don't ye like it? It's a Scottish dish ye know." Scotland informed
"Oh it's uhhh..." Spain took another slow bite.
"Oh mi Dios, esto es peor que la comida de Inglaterra!" Spain said gagging.
Scotland laughed, a laugh Spain only had heard from one other person.
"Shut up skirt wearing bastard!" Spain said his pirate side coming out.
Suddenly he felt something collide with his face and he hit the ground.
"IT'S A KILT!" Scotland growled.
Suddenly the sound of a door shutting filled the home.
"BACK!" England shouted and walked into the room with Portugal following close behind.
They both stopped seeing Spain on the ground with a bloody nose.
"Scotland what the fuck did you do?!" England glared.
"'E CALLED ME KILT A SKIRT!" Scotland said angrily.
"Oh bloody fucking great! We're going to start ANOTHER war! OH AND DOES WALES WANNA BECOME INDEPENDENT TOO?!" He said finally having an outlet for his anger.
"Aye wassnae starten' no war!" Scotland defended and North smirked.
"You punched him in the face and not to mention what Wales did." North said and Wales glared at her for telling.
"Rydych yn unig genfigennus nad oes gennych draig!" Wales snapped at her.
"Please, why would so be jealous of your dragon?! I have leprechauns." She said seriously.
Spain looked around to see if he was the only one worried about the mental health lacking in the room.
Suddenly Scotland and England were on the ground next to him fighting.
"Portugal it's time to go!" Spain shouted crawling past them.
"Espanha?" Portugal asked confused.
"We're going home." Spain said standing and dragging Portugal out of the house as quickly as he could.
"BYE GUYS!" Portugal shouted and the door slammed.
Translations-
Beth ydych chi eisiau?- What do you want?
Hermano- brother
Dewch ymlaen yn, yr wyf yn amau ei fod yn gadael yn fuan.- Come on in, I doubt he will be leaving soon
Sbaen, brawd Portiwgal- Spain, Portugal's brother
Doeddwn i ddim yn wir yn gwrando. Mae'n debyg naill ai yma ar gyfer Lloegr neu Bortiwgal- I was not really listening. Probably here for either England or Portugal
Byddaf yn mynd yn gwneud cinio. Ydych chi'n gwybod ble Lloegr stashes y gwenwyn- I'll go make dinner. Do you know where England put the poison?
Ni all Sbaen ymddangos i ddal ei fwyd i lawr.- Spain can not seem to keep his food down.
Oh mi Dios, esto es peor que la comida de Inglaterra.- Oh my God, this is worse than the food of England.
Rydych yn unig genfigennus nad oes gennych draig- You are just jealous you do not have a dragon!
Note- If you have any requests for who meets the UK brothers for the first time or has some of them in the same room for the first time or scenarios for them just leave it in the comments and I'll take it under consideration.
