~Metri & Ruri: ¡Un Dia Con El Reino Unido!~

"Where are we going?" Ruri asked.

"I have things to do," America answered. "Things that you girls can't understand."

"You're going to a stripper club?" Metri asked from the back seat.

His face turned bright red. "NO, why would say that?"

She shrugged. "No se."

"ANYWAY, aren't we old enough to take care of ourselves?" Ruri interrupted.

"Last time I did that, there was a petroleum leak, which caused the a fire."

"It wasn't that bad."

"The fire lasted for three days."

(Two or three years ago, there was an explosion in a petroleum containment facility in Puerto Rico. It took three days to put the fire out, and it even rained acid.)

"I said I was sorry!" Metri yelled.

"I leave you for five seconds..." Ruri murmured.

"So, I'm leaving you with the most capable person I know, England." he stopped. "Don't tell him I said that. And don't eat his food. I don't want you to die."

"Yes, sir!"

The car (what kind, I'll leave that up to you) stopped in front of an victorian-style house. Outside, was the British man himself, with a bored expression.

"You owe me one, you git." He scoffed.

"Yeah," America scratched the back of his head. "Just... take care of them, okay?"

"We can take care of ourselves, you know." Metri said.

"Yeah, we're not hopeless." Ruri added.

"Duh, I remember you girls kicked England's ass a couple of times when you were with Spain."

"It was only once... okay twice."

"Yep! We beat you good~" The shorter one cheered.

"With Spain's help, of course." Ruri added.

"True... We would've been really lost without him. Big Brother Spain was the best!"

"Stop calling him that! You're my colony now." America complained.

"Excuse me, what are we? ¿Algun tipo de premio?" Ruri crossed her arms.

"That's not what I meant."

"Lo que sea," Metri said. "Apparently, we're only property to him." She walked past him, not looking at the man. She had a hurt expression across her face. Ruri followed behind, though she didn't look as pained.

"Metri..."

"I'll take care of it," Britain assured.

"Bye girls..." America tried, but only Ruri waved away. Metri had her back to him, not willing to give him a chance. He gave up and walked away, sad. Not something you usually see on the American.

When his car was out of sight, Ruri turned to face Metri. "Why were you so harsh?!"

"None of your business." Her tone seemed unstable.

"Calm down," England interrupted the sisters argument. "Let's just forget about that for now. What would you girls like to do?"

"How about we watch a movie?" Metri offered, her voice quiet.

"Are you okay with that, Ruri?"

"Si," Ruri added, and looked at the trees surrounding the house. Her eyes widened and she screamed, "It followed me here!"

The English man looked at the woods, and saw a shadowy figure with ruby-red eyes. It skin was a slimy grey, and it had talons for feet and hands. It eyed Ruri intensely.

"What in the world is that?" England took a step back.

"What's what?" Metri said. "I don't see anything."

"It's the chupacabra! God, the thing doesn't leave me alone!" Ruri realized something. "Wait, England... You can see it!"

"Yes, I can see it." He answered, his eyes never leaving the creature.

"I knew it! I knew I'm not crazy! All those years of therapy were a waste of time! Oh, that means you'll be able to see the gargoyle at night, too!"

"G-Gargoyle?"

"I think both of you need 'help', I can't see anything!" Metri stomped.

"That's because you don't believe." Ruri answered. "It's weird. I mean, you can see Tony."

(In Rural Puerto Rico, there are more supernatural sightings than in the Metropolitan area. But, alien sightings are common all around.)

"Yeah, I can see Tony. I mean, he sneaks into my room sometimes to play video games. But, when you told me the 'what's-his-face'-"

"Chupacabra!"

"-the chupacabra was outside your window, there was nothing there. I almost fell through the window."

"That was an accident..."

These girls are very curious, England thought. They're nothing like the children I met years ago...

"England? You there?" Ruri waved her hand in front of his face.

"Ah. I'm sorry, got a little spaced out."

"Metri went into the house already."

"What about you?"

"It's still there." She whispered. Sure enough, the creature was still gazing at her, only it was closer.

"...Let's get inside."

"Wow, this is amazing! Look at all the books! Books!" Metri yelled in awe.

"I never thought the rebellious Puerto Rico sister would be a bookworm." England said.

"America only has comics and books about his own history. I've read them all." She said, a bit sad.

"You don't sound like you're angry at him anymore." He noted.

She sighed. "I don't know why, but I can never stay angry with him, even when he truly deserves it." She gave the air a sniff. "Why does it smell like mint?"

"It's a bunny! With wings! Aw, ¡es adorable!" Ruri cooed.

"Oh, you can see him Ruri! This is flying Mint Bunny; he's one of my friends." England introduced.

"He seems to be fond of Metri." Ruri added.

"That's not fair! I can't see him!" The brunette complained.

"He's on your shoulder," Metri placed a hand on her left shoulder. "The other one," she moved her hand, and was surprised to feel something. Something soft.

"That's his head." She gave it a tentative pat. The girl blinked, she was begging to see it. "It really is cute..."

"You can see it?" Ruri asked.

"Yeah... Think I can see all of the others now?"

"No, FMB has the power to allow you to see him. He trusts you," England smiled.

"Yo tambien confio en ti," Metri grinned at the bunny.

"So, about that movie..."

"Wow, that movie was great! Who knew English movies were so intense!" Metri clapped.

"I KNOW!" Ruri cheered. She turned to look out the window; it was nighttime already. But that wasn't what made her scream.

"IT'S THERE!" She pointed to the window, and there was another creature. This one was onyx black, the only things definable were its enormous wings and red eyes.

"Is that the gargoyle?!" England yelled.

"YES!"

"Can't see anything~..." Metri said. She noticed that Flying Mint Bunny had taken refuge behind her back. That thing must really be scary...

The thing started tapping the window with its scaly hand. It started getting louder and louder.

England and Ruri were shaking with fear. The thing was about to break the window...

...until the horn of a car was heard in the distance.

A car came out of nowhere and crashed into the creature. The car broke the wall along with the window, and a rather painful wail was heard from the gargoyle.

Out of the car came America himself, drunk as hell. "Hey, -hic- I came to pick the -hiccup- girls up."

The girls stared at the carnage, then at England. But he just laughed and patted the girl's head. "Make sure he gets home in one piece."

They grinned at him, "You know it. Thanks England. We had a lot of fun, believe it or not."

He smiled as he waves goodbye.

They settled in the car, with Ruri driving and Metri was in the back seat with a wasted America. He was out cold now, laying in her lap.

"Sorry for being a bitch..." She whispered while playing with his hair.

His face was a light pink. Due to the alcohol, maybe? She thought. "What was that?" His voice slurred. Apparently, he wasn't asleep like she thought. "Didn't quite catch that."

She smacks his head, though she's smiling. "Go back to sleep, you drunk bastard."

In the front seat, Ruri laughs quietly, Esos dos son los mismos.

~Chibitalia~

~Attack the Tropical Island!~

During the Colonial Period, Puerto Rico was often visited by Spain's enemies. These weren't always friendly.

In the years 1528, 1538, and 1554, French pirates invaded and robbed the San Juan villa.

The young sisters were sitting along the northern shore, their favorite place in the territory; a 'capital' of sorts. Next to them was a huge bag of candy, given to them from Spain.

"Hey, there's somebody there." Metri pointed to farther away. From afar, you could notice his blonde hair and blue eyes; he was wearing a strange outfit. He walked closer to the girls.

The man stood in front of the girls. "Hello, who are-" Ruri was cut off by the man smacking her forehead, pushing her back against the floor. Metri turned to help her sister, but was smacked as well.

The man leaned down, grabbed the bag, and continued walking along the shore, whistling a lively tune.

When Spain found the girls, he explained what happened. "You girls just got your vital regions invaded... by France."

"Our candy..." They sobbed.

In 1595, an English pirate tried to invade...

"So, I assume that Spanish git got some new land? That'll be perfect for the taking..." Pirate England smirked as he got closer. He saw two children, their backs to him.

Easy win, he thought. "Puerto Rico! Prepare to be invaded!"

When the children turned to face him, the pirate did not expect to see the cannons. They're were al least five of them, all of them aiming at Britain's face.

"Listos... Apunten..."

Crap.

"FUEGO!"

Not much needs to be said, only that England never underestimated the island again, and he was spitting smoke for a couple of days.

…But he failed. He tried again in 1597.

Let's try this again...

This time, he successfully captured the girls. He noticed that they looked rather sickly, but he let it pass. The poor girls became too sick to fight, or even do labor.

"-cough- Mister Britain, where are you -cough- going?" Ruri asked.

"You girls are too sick to even be useful. Spain can keep ya."

"ACHOO! That's too bad. Bye, Mister Pirate!" Metri waved.

The island was in the middle of an epidemic, which forced him to retreat.

~0~

Also, in 1625, a city was burned to the ground by dutch armada, since the Netherlands warring against Spain at the moment.

Netherlands smirked to himself. It would be pretty bad for Spain if his prized possession bursts into flames.

He sneaked behind the girls without them noticing, and with a candle, lit their hair on fire. The girls panicked and ran around, screaming like banshee.

Spain did not have fun that day.

Once more, England launches an attack in 1797.

He decided to try again, but this time by boat.

I'll force my way into the docks and take over, blocking out all food shipments. That'll make them controllable.

The English armada was in clear sight on the shore, and England was already feeling victorious.

That is, until he saw the other side.

The entire coast was covered in soldiers, each holding guns and swords, and between each five soldiers, there was a cannon.

YOU GOTTA BE FU-

"FIRE!"

The attack was a failure.

During all of these attempts, the little island stood strong!

Glossary:

¡Un Dia Con El Reino Unido!- A day with the United Kingdom!

No se.- I don't know.

¿Algun tipo de premio?- Some kind of prize?

Lo que sea- Whatever.

¡es adorable!- It's adorable!

Yo tambien confio en ti.- I trust you too.

Esos dos son los mismos.- Those two are the same.

Listos... Apunten... ¡FUEGO!- Ready... Aim... FIRE!

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~OmegaStarShooter14~