Chapter 6 Republic

Warnings: Multilingual swears

Backs against the wall, the trio of rebels exchanged quick glances with one another. Colombia and his Conservatives were starting to surround them by the second, cutting off any possible chance of escape.

Panama glared at her elder sibling as the English countries traded quiet words. "We're surrounded…Any good ideas?" England hissed.

Without clearly thinking the American grabbed the Panamanian's wrist with a declaration. "YOLO BRO!" With his damsel in hand, he charged straight for the oncoming force of officers. Completely caught off guard by the strange male, no one reacted as he ran off running madly through the streets.

England blank faced as the opposing country glared at him. "Don't look at me chap, I didn't tell him to run."

The honey-eyed male snarled and whipped to his associates. "Find them! Do not allow the American and Panamanian traitor to leave the city!"

America: *chibi-style* HETALIA!

The blonde spectacled man held his willing hostage back as officials scoured the city in search of them. Panama subconsciously placed her hand on the man's shoulder to look past the shadowed wall. Unknowingly, she'd set off America's boyish hormonal mind and creepy thoughts erupted in his brain. No, America, you're the hero. You can't get the girl until after the mission is done, he reminded himself. Feeling somewhat satisfied by the motivational boost, he scanned the surrounding area making sure the coast was clear.

"Alright, it's clear. We can go now." The two moved quickly and quietly as they avoided the Colombian Liberals and Conservatives altogether. Not a word was spoken until they reached the edge of the small city where the wooded Ecuadorian-Colombian border lied. "Whoa, wait…Isn't this the wrong way?" America questioned as they slipped into the hidden area.

Panama shook her head and continued to lead America to a river that ran along the border of the countries. "We'll be fine. Ecuador isn't as big of a pendejo as Colombia." She looked down at her long green skirt and dusted off some of the dirt that clouded on the fabric. While she checked herself, America did his own self-check. Don't wanna look too shabby in front of the babe.

"So what now?"

America refocused his attention on the woman as she looked up at him with sleep-deprived yet determined eyes. He smiled and looked around the forest for some sense of direction. "I say we find the nearest town and get some rest. There I can call some of my buddies and we can get this rebellion on the road!"

"Good…Because I am hungry!~" On cue, Panama's stomach rumbled as she rubbed it.

A hopeful sparkle glinted in the taller male's eyes. "Please tell me you have burgers down here?!"

"Uh…what?"
"Oh man, I'll make sure that my buds bring those here too! You've gotta have one they're awesome!"

The duo wandered the forest, having little side bar conversations until the trees opened out to a charming Ecuadorian home. In the front yard, a young man was lying in a hammock with book in one hand and coffee in the other. He moved slowly, but with purpose as he continued his pattern of reading and sipping. Even from their hiding spot in the obscuring forest, the two could clearly see the dark haired man to be Ecuador himself.

With their faces wanted all over Colombia, it was no surprise that America was still hesitant about visiting the other brother. "Are you sure it's cool, Panama?" He whispered to his companion, only to see she was already gone to approach her sibling.

"Buenos noches, hermano." Her cheerful voice caught the elder off guard and he jumped, nearly spilling his hot beverage on his lap. "Oh, Pan, it's just you. Buenos noches." He muttered before returning back to his book. "What're…you doing…here…?" He asked between reading the pages.

While the two chatted away, America finally decided he'd join the duo. In one swift movement, the young male stepped out of the safety of his hiding spot and approached the Hispanics. "Sup, Dorey!"

Upon hearing the familiar American's voice, Ecuador gave his sister and unamused glare. "¿Qué es este idiota irrespetuoso hacienda aquí?"

Panama nervously scratched the back of her head as her older brother referred to her companion. "Oh well, he's helping me escape the law right now."

The dark haired brother's emerald eyes widened in shock. He sat up completely, glaring from Panama to America then back. "¡¿Estás loco?!" was all he could manage, making his sister laugh a little. "Maybe…just a little… But I have to trust him if I want my freedom."

Ecuador slammed his book shut and got down from his hammock. Standing fully erect, he stretched and headed straight into his little house without another word. The blonde American raised an eyebrow towards his Hispanic partner. Before he could ask what he did wrong, the Ecuadorian returned from his house with a gilded chest that was small enough to be held in his arms. "Here, you're gonna need these."

He opened the case, revealing a horde of paperwork he'd gathered over the years dating as far as the Spanish Empire's full strength. "This is a crazy amount of military tactics that'll get you passed Colombia and his allies. He's most likely gonna get Chile to create some sort of blockade, so you'd better call in your ships before it is too late, Sr. América."

Panama's eyes widened as she reached into the box pulling out some of the sheets to read them. "Dude! This is so helpful! Thanks bro! I'm so gonna hug you-"

"Keep your hands to yourself." The male spat.

Even though Ecuador was in his feelings about their current disagreements, America still kept up his chipper attitude and read over Panama's shoulder some of these military secrets. "Hey, aren't you gonna be in trouble with that Colombia guy or something?"

"We are no longer united, so what do I care?"

"But he's like your brother or something."

"Yeah, I know. It seems bad, but I want to help my sister get what she deserves. We didn't come out of Spain's rule for her to fall under another… Just know that if you ever use those tactics against me, I will already have another military plan set up to blow you off the planet if I have to."

"Come on, dude that's harsh."

"Would you prefer if I gave you a demonstration now?"

"We're good." Panama cut off the American's reply. She folded the papers back up and placed them into the box. Taking the gift from her brother, her eyes widened in sudden realization. "Where did your brother go?" She asked whipping around to the blonde.

"Ah, Dios mío, there's another one?" The Ecuadorian feigned distress as he raised his back hand to his forehead.

America and Panama shared their laughter, thinking of England being an 'another one' of America. "As awesome as that would be, dude, England is a total bore. He couldn't even dream to the mad awesome skills I've got!" Although he appeared to be careless about his missing brother, he couldn't help but feel a little concerned at the same time. He'll be fine…he said he was a pirate once. And even though pirates are lame, they're tough, right? Yeah, he'll be fine.

"Oh, do you think we could use your phone? I should call my buddies to send us a care package of hamburgers, some of my toughest, kickass fighting guys, and an American flag."

Ecuador mumbled something unintelligible before leading the two refugees into his home. As the American dialed up his friends from the US, Ecuador turned to his sister and quietly inquired. "What's a hamburger?"

England: *chibi-style* Hetalia

"Curse those two for abandoning me with that Colombian bastard!" A certain English accented 'gentleman' swore. Through the thick forested areas of Colombia's border with Ecuador…or was this Venezuela? For lack of description, let's just come to the conclusion that poor England…is lost.

The emerald eyed male sighed and took a moment to assess his situation. He was in a foreign country. He had no idea where he was going. He had lost his idiot of a brother and his female companion. And he had to find some way to contact their pilot so they could get out of this forsaken land mass and he could go back to his Queen and complain. This list was getting longer by the second, and the only way he could possibly come up with an answer was to think logically.

"Of course!" He shouted at no one. "I'll just use magic!" He tapped his chin as he tried to recall the spell to teleport him from location to another location. "Or I could just summon up a dragon from the Magical Dimension to give me a lift." He smirked at his own pure genius and summoned all of the lush energy that surrounded him. "With all of the elements of these living creatures in this strange foreign land, I summon up its beast that will give me flight at my command! SHOW YOURSELF!" After a long and awkward moment of nothing happening England frowned. "I SAID SHOW YOURSELF!" Another silence. "Please?"

Finally accepting the fact that he was probably going to have to continue on foot, nearby rustling in the bushes perked the Englishman's spirits again. Please let it be a massive wicked dragon. Please let it be a massive wicked dragon. He repeated this over and over again until a familiar looking male approached him.

"You again?!" Both the Englishman's and male's voice mocked the other.

Translations

Pendejo -Spanish Vulgar- Asshole

¿Qué es este idiota irrespetuoso hacienda aquí? -Spanish- What is this disrespectful idiot doing here?

¡¿Estás loco?! -Spanish- Are you crazy

Sr. América -Spanish- Mr. America

Ah, Dios mío -Spanish- OMG

Hey what's up guys! I know today is April Fool's but this is no joke! Yes the first update in April...haha *sweatdrop* unfortunately I've caught up with my chapters that I've already had written out...chapter seven is a diamond in the rough but whatever...

I guess you could say that last line was suspenseful… Wonder who this mysterious mystery man could be. Anyway, so our heroes are on the run…or hero and damsel... And I can most certainly tell you the damsel isn't Panama… XD Anywho, we've got one more chapter before we move on to the 'present'. Meaning what exactly? Oh, my…America's portion is almost done DX… Hmph, I really will miss America's portion, but hey, we get to move on to France! My favorite country (but not my favorite character…he creeps me out) in the entire World! After France? Who knows Maybe Canada…or even England! Until next time Adventurers!

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