61. Fairy Tale
"Peter Pan? You named me after Peter Pan? Isn't he the guy who wouldn't grow up- hey!"
62. Magic
"What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with YOU!? You really believe all that crap about waving sticks and funny words, fairies and-"
Arthur wouldn't speak to him for a week.
63. Do Not Disturb
"My parents are doing WHAT."
64. Multitasking
Make sure you act like you hate him, and make sure you don't make him hate you. Make sure he knows you don't care.
Make sure he cares that you don't care.
65. Horror
It could be summed up in two words: cardboard box.
66. Traps
"Why did you send my little brother a brassiere for his birthday?! Do you know what I've had to explain to him-"
"… HIM?"
French shock is the loudest kind of silence.
67. Playing the Melody
He laughed, and took Raivis's slightly larger hand in his own. "Just paint what you feel, Rai. Paint the music."
68. Hero
America used to be England's. Could you be like America? Independent and powerful, that is. You'd like to think you could.
You've seen England with America though. You wonder, do you have what it takes to break your brother, after he's been broken so many times before? And suddenly it's not a question of 'if you would be able to'; it's a question of 'if you could be able to,' and the answer conjures itself up before you've even given it a half-second's thought.
No.
69. Annoyance
"JERK AND AMERICA, SITTING IN A TREE~ K-I-S-S--"
Scone'd.
70. 67%
"I knew sixty-seven percent of the material, that's what it means, okay."
"No, it means you didn't know thirty-two percent of the material. Try again."
"I know that I sixty-seven percent hate you, fucking Jerk."
"Does that mean that the other thirty-two percent is hearing sense?"
"… Sod it."
71. Obsession
"Red Bull Red Bull Red Bull oh god oh god need more so gooddddd ahahaha RED BULL-"
"M-maybe that's e-enough, P-p-peter."
72. Mischief Managed
"Tell your people to stop clogging up my train station! Of course magic exists, but why in hell would we allow Americans at Hogwarts?"
Peter took note, and started planning. Maybe Alfred's people would be interested in a fort-based school of witchcraft and wizardry?
73. I Can't
England smiled and decided to observe his undignified swats at the light switch.
"So. You sure you can reach it?"
"… fine, you win."
"Sorry?"
"You know I can't, stupid Jerk." Then, in a barely audible voice: "… help."
74. Are You Challenging Me?
You hate him so much yet you want him to be your brother. Just like how you want him to acknowledge you because you've wanted him to do so, so much that it hurts to the point that you try to crush out the pain behind cheerful oblivious façades , and at other times you feel like telling him ha ha, you thought I was serious, I was just doing that to irritate you, you know, a little rebellion here and there to spice things up?, and now I don't want you to think I'm irritating you and fighting you on purpose because seriously it was a joke please love me don't be ashamed of me.
75. Mirror
He hated mirrors. When he looked so much like that person, why shouldn't he?
76. Broken Pieces
His idea of being a nation was like a toy. Each plea for recognition would wear it down, and each rejection would chip away at the paints. One day he'd wake up and realize this dream was too old and broken to be played with anymore, but until then he'd try to get the most out of it.
77. Test
Sometimes he felt like he was being cruelly tested by someone.
How long can he hold out? Is he still going? What a laugh!
78. Drink
"That's… sugar. And ice."
"It's still better than your leaf water, old man."
"…"
79. Starvation
"YOU EXPECT ME TO EAT /CENSORED/? I'D RATHER STARVE."
"FINE. STARVE. IGNORE THE FACT THAT I'VE SLAVED OVER IT FOR HOURS."
Arthur watched speechlessly as Peter picked up the fork and ate every last bite.
80. Words
"W-What was it that was so urgent, Sea-kun? You made it s-sound like life or d-d-death!"
"That's because it was life or death. Is."
Raivis stared, and Peter leaned in to hug him and whisper three words.
"I love you."
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I must say that I'm pretty proud of myself for sticking it out this far. The theme I'm most fond of is Broken Pieces. I don't think I've ever summed up my sometimes!headcanon on Sealand so well before.
To the anonymous reviewer: I'm glad someone else shares the thinking that innocent, over-cheerful Sealand is too one dimensional! And um, in an interesting turn, I actually am the person who requested that fill (does this count as an accidental outing? Ahaha.)
To everyone else: Thank you for reading thus far~ And do check out the fill linked in the reviews, actually. The writer!anon of it is simply brilliant.
Thank you for your alerts, favs, reviews, and your attention. When I wake up in the morning and see a review or people from new countries checking out this story, it makes me so happy to the point that it can be embarrassing. OTL
And of course, the next chapter will be the last. Thanks again, guys.