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"What are you doing, Arktos?"

Arktos tilted his head back as far as he could, causing himself to fall onto his back. "Feli!" He said with a huge grin.

Feliciano grinned as he scooped Arktos off the ground. "America is busy again today so I get to play with you!"

"Okay." Arktos allowed Feliciano to take his hand and lead him away. It had been a few months since America had found Arktos and Arktos was finally beginning to adjust to his new life. He didn't get to see much of the other countries save for at meetings. Aside from America, Feliciano was one of Arktos's favorite people. He was always willing to play with Arktos when America was too busy to do so.

Feliciano grinned and scooped Arktos up, putting the little toddler on his shoulders. "What would you like to do today, Arktos?"

Arktos rested his chin on Italy's head and thought for a bit. His face lit up and he smacked Feliciano on the head. "Painting!"

Feliciano grinned. "All right!" Feliciano ran off towards his house as quickly as he could. As soon as they were through the door, Feliciano put Arktos on the ground and rushed off to find paper, brushes, and paint.

Arktos waited patiently for Feliciano's return. He waited patiently in the living room, looking around in awe at all the different paintings that were hanging on the walls. He perked up when Feliciano came back into the room with all the supplies.

Feliciano spread all the paint and paper out on the floor, not really caring if any paint dripped onto the carpet. It could always be cleaned up later and even if it stained…well…it gave the carpet character. He began painting a landscape of the countryside, humming happily to himself the whole time.

Arktos frowned thoughtfully down at his paper, unsure of what to draw. He chewed idly on the end of his paint brush and frowned down at his paper. He tugged on Feliciano's ear and pouted.

"What's wrong, Arktos?" Feliciano asked, pausing in his painting.

"I don't know." Arktos smacked his paper to emphasis his point.

Feliciano grinned and scooted closer to Arktos. "You don't know what to paint?"

Arktos shook his head. He tried to look at Feliciano's picture and frowned when Feliciano covered it up. "Let me see!"

"No." Feliciano said. "You have to paint something you like. What's something you like, Arktos?"

"Candy?" Arktos said slowly and thoughtfully.

Feliciano laughed. "There's that. Is there something else you like? What about your family?"

Arktos tilted his head to the side curiously. "Family?"

"Yeah! You know, your brothers…sisters…" He frowned as Arktos shook his head rapidly. "Mom? Dad? Grandma? Grandpa?" Each time, Arktos shook his head negatively.

"What's family?" Arktos asked again.

Feliciano frowned, fishing around for the best way to explain what a family is. "Um…well…it's the people that take care of you and you take care of them. They love you no matter what you do. They're the people that will always be there for you…" He stopped talking when he saw that Arktos was drawing quickly. He tried to look and see what the little toddler was drawing quickly and rapidly. Feliciano went back to finishing his own painting.

Arktos furrowed his eyebrows as he focused solely on his picture. He wanted his picture to be absolutely perfect. He wasn't sure how long he had been painting, but by the time he was done with his picture, he was covered in all different colors of paint. "Done!" He crowed triumphantly. "Feli, I show you!"

Feliciano stopped his own painting to peer over Arktos's shoulder at the picture. He blinked and tilted his head to the side. "It's great, Arktos! Um…what is it?"

Arktos looked at Feliciano as though he were a complete moron. Impatiently, Arktos pointed to a yellow blur. "Big brother, Feli, Japan-ni, 'Ermany…" He continued listing all the different countries he had gotten to meet. He looked up at Feliciano as he pointed at the tiniest paint blur. "Me. My family."

It took Feliciano a moment to process what Arktos was saying. When he finally realized that Arktos was calling all the countries his family, he began bawling and snuggling with Arktos. "I just love you soooo much, Arktos! We'll always be your family, no matter what!"

Arktos's eyes widened as Feliciano continued hugging him tightly. "Ouchie! Bad Feliciano!" He smacked Feliciano on the arm repeatedly until he put him down.

Feliciano grinned sheepishly and released Arktos. "Sorry, Arktos."

Arktos smiled up at Feliciano. "It okay." He perked up when he heard a knock at the door. "Big Brother!" He grabbed Feliciano's hand and dragged him over to the door, bouncing up and down excitedly while Feliciano opened the door.

"Hi, Arktos!" America grinned as Arktos jumped into his arms. "Were you good while I was gone?"

Arktos nodded his head rapidly. "I good boy." He reached out and hugged Feliciano quickly before America started walking away. "Bye, Feli!"

Feliciano waved as America walked away with Arktos. He went back into his house and into the living room to clean up. He blinked when he realized Arktos had left his picture behind. He was about to chase America and Arktos down, but decided against it. Feliciano put the painting up on the wall beside his own paintings. He grinned widely when he realized how good the picture looked up on the wall.