Disclaimer: I do not own hetalia or it's characters. I only own Duke, Juliet, Eve, and Adam.

This is where the colonies start to interact more. Also, the timeline here is a bit off. I don't think New York was the third colony England got, and I did check this. But I couldn't wait.

Ch 3

New Netherlands

England had not been the only one who was collecting colonies. The Netherlands had set up one in the Province of New Netherlands. The Duke of York later on purchased Long Island, which allowed the young colony to meet other people. Duke, the colony renamed as New York, was always talkative and great with people.

"Duke!" Juliet raced up to her new friend. England had finally won the entire colony from the Netherlands.

"Julie? What are you doing here?" The brown haired boy sighed. He had to look down at her, him being slightly taller then her dispite her being older.

"I brought food and erm... I think its that tea stuff Ol' brows likes." She glared at the small kettle and instantly dumped its contents onto the ground.

"I was gonna drink that."

"No you weren't. I wouldn't let anyone drink that stuff. Its leaves and water! Who the hell would want to drink tea and water?"

Duke sighed again. "Apparently Mr. Arthur and I." He shook his head laughing a bit. He had always enjoyed the company of the other colony. She treated him differently then the others. "So you brought food?"

Juliet rolled her eyes and set a basket down. "Yeah. Thats all ya care about, ya fatty."

His green eyes widened a bit. "Whats up with the way your speaking?"

She shrugged. "It pisses off Artie. Thats all I care about. You should try it." She smiled at the thought.

"Maybe. So you only brought turkey, oh and bread. What happened to the tomatoes?" he asked.

"Mixing it up a bit. Eating the same thing gets boring after awhile. Next time I'll get fish."

Duke smiled at the land being used for lease. He like the languages of the Europeans, whether it be Spanish or German. It was something new to listen to rather then just English all the time. He and Juliet tried to speak to eachother with the languages of some native tribes, but it got confusing after awhile. Juliet had even tried speaking french to him but instead of responding he just sat there with a strange grin on his face. That was the last time she ever used another language around him.

England had tried to keep his attention on speaking correct English, as Juliet had tried to get him to speak the wrong way.

"Arthur, its more funner to speak Julie's way." Duke recieved a small wack on the top of his head by Arthur's book.

"It 'more fun' not 'more funner'. Atleast try to speak correctly around me."

Duke sighed. A small peice of hair moved between his eyes. He blew it upwards only to have it go back to the same spot. He huffed again.

"Whats wrong with you this time?" Arthur said, not looking up from his book.

"Long Island is revolting against my hair style. I think I might have to cut it off if this keeps happenin'.:

"You mean 'happening'. Don't forget the g." The nation sighed.

"What ever."

"For God's sake will you please just be quiet. I can't stand that accent your developing. It almost sounds like Juliet's." Arthur grumbled from behind his book. Duke hadn't relized that he had been speaking differently. He almost smiled. Not only did Juliet's plan work, but now he was more unique then the rest of the colonies.

After having his small dinner Juliet made for him, Duke set off to return the dishes. He liked to walk through the woods rather then the roads. It was more peaceful and he could see the animals more. The white tailed deer often came up to him, not close enough to touch but enough for him to get a good look at them. He named one Beck once and ever since then Beck had been fallowing him on his journey to Juliet's house. Today was no different.

"Hey Beck. Want some left over corn?" He handed it out to the deer, who took it with out much thought. Duke smiled at his friend. Even though he liked hearing languages, he like to talk a lot more. No one could stand his unstopable conversations besides Beck. Even Juliet and Alfred had to hit him with something to get him to 'shut his annoying trap' as Juliet has told him many times before.

Beck trotted besides Duke as he made his way through the dense forest into the farmland near Juliet's house. Juliet was already waiting for him with the candles still glowing inside the house.

I don't know why I paired up Juliet and Duke since I'll have to make them rivals later (and if you don't know what I'm talking about, its baseball). The whole speaking differently thing is basicly the start of the Boston accent and the New York accent. Before everyone just assumes, not everyone from Massachusetts has a Boston accent and same goes for people in New York. Its really only in the cities that it occurs. Trust me, I would know.