Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, and these concepts are owned by BlazingBlaster who requested these one shots.

England

I sat silently in class, like every other day before, and listened to England rant about Shakespeare. I had heard this all before, so I began to tune out. "Fanon, would you care to explain why Shakespeare is the best poet by far?" England asks me. His eyes express hope that I might speak, but I furiously write on my board instead. I hold up the answer, which is apparently good enough, and he goes back to the lecture.

I rest my head on my hand and think of happier times a few years ago, back when my country was still young and I spoke to people. The country of Fanon has been around for a while, but was only just recently recognized. I have people from all around the world as my citizens, since my country houses people from different fandoms.

It sounds weird, but what happened was the passing of a new law in many countries. This law forbade any content related to a copyrighted material without owner permission. This completely destroyed fandoms, to the point that they were almost extinct. One brave fan, our previous Queen Lexi, decided to form her own nation. My country rests in the fertile plains between Asia and Europe, meaning we have plenty of food and beautiful weather as well. Sadly, Queen Lexi passed away a year ago, which meant the people got to choose a new leader. My new boss was a good man in public, but behind closed doors he was verbally abusive. He would call me stupid when I spoke, taunt me for giving my opinion, and just completely ignore my input. I realized nothing I said would be taken seriously, so I stopped speaking altogether.

England was the first to notice my change, which is expected since he knows me best. When I was young, England found me first, so he raised me. According to him, I was an angel compared to his other younger brothers. England took care of me, helped my economy prosper, and made sure I was healthy. I came to think of him as a wonderful big brother, my protector. I guess he can't protect me against my boss though, I don't think anyone can.

The bell rings in the middle of England's rant, making him sigh in frustration as students file out of the classroom. I slowly pack up my stuff, feeling no rush since my next class is one hall over. "Fanon, can you come here please?" England asks. I nod my head and walk over with my board and marker.

"Yes big brother?" I write on the board. His eyes soften slightly when he sees how I addressed him, but they still hold their intensity. He takes a deep breath and scratches the back of his shaggy, blonde hair.

"Can you tell me why you haven't been speaking at all lately? I miss hearing my little sibling's cheerful voice," he says, slightly embarrassed by his own words. I laugh silently and begin writing on the board. I suppose I can tell him, maybe he will know how to help me with my problem.

"Can I tell you after school? It may take a while to explain on the board," I write to him. He reads the message and sighs, placing a hand on the back of his chair for support.

"I suppose (Y/N), but you better come back here right after your last class. No dilly dallying, got me?" he asks. I smile and nod to show my understanding. He hurries me out of the classroom, giving me just enough time to make it to my next class without being late.

-Time skip, because your other classes are boring-

I walk towards England's classroom at the end of the day, making sure to avoid running into anyone as I go. I don't want to seem rude when I don't apologize for bumping into them, so I stick as close to the walls as possible. "Ah, Fanon, I hope you are ready to explain now," England says as I walk into the classroom.

I nod and take out my board to begin writing. I have to write really small, but I manage to fit everything onto one side and pass it to England. His eyes flick over the words, reading every single one of them. I can see his concern grow as he reaches the end of the writing. "(Y/N), this is a serious problem, why didn't you tell me about it earlier?" he asked me.

I took the board back and erased everything I had just written. I quickly jot down my answer and hand it back to him. "I didn't think anyone could help, even you. Then I realized that was stupid, so that's why I decided to tell you," it said. England nods and looks back up at me.

"Come along then, we are going to go talk to this boss of yours," he says, voice filled with determination. He waits for me to pack everything up so I can lead us to my house. As we walk England begins to tell me about the things his fairy friends have been doing in his absence. It sounded like they were causing a lot of trouble for him since I had left.

We eventually reached my house, where I slowly opened the door, trying to make as little noise as possible. I lead England to the library, where my boss would usually be staying when I got home from school. "Excuse me sir, but could we have a little chat?" England asks politely after I open the door. My boss looks up and glares at me before answering.

"I take no responsibility for what that stupid country says when I'm not around."

"Actually sir, this is about your current rule over the country of Fanon."

"Oh really? And what, pray tell, would you like to say about my rule?"

"Just that, from now on, England will be taking over as the leading protector of Fanon. This means I have final say in all leaders for the country, and you sir will no longer be needed," England said, surprising calm. My boss started sputtering out nonsense, so England called over security personnel to remove him from the premise.

"Now, (Y/N), what would you like to do first?" England asks me. I think about it for a second before answering.

"Can we make scones big brother?" I ask, but my voice slightly hoarse from not using it in so long. England smiles and leads me to the kitchen, making me happy I told him.

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