Soul: YAY NEXT CHAPPIE. Time to meet the next to new state. Wait! Hope you remmeber what i said last chapter!
DISClAIMER:
Cop: Ma'am, are you the one who claims to own Hetalia?
Me: NO NO NO NO NO!
Cop: Alright then move along.
Chapter 6:
The next day, Alfred dragged Arthur over to California Adventure Park. He refused to go on the Soaring Over California ride, blushing slightly. Instead they went on a rickety little mini-rollercoaster.
After that they went on the Mailboomer. Arthur yelled the whole time they dropped. Alfred then dragged him on California Screaming and the Hollywood Tower of Terror. They went and saw the Aladdin play and ate New England clam chowder in bread bowls for lunch. Alfred then took Arthur on the enormous Ferris wheel that was next to California Screaming. They got in and were slowly lifted high into the air. Arthur could see to the park gate from the top.
"So are you having fun?" Alfred asked, looking out of the window. Arthur smiled.
"Of course. I should really thank you again for bringing me here." Arthur said, leaning back in the seat as they rounded the top of the wheel. It stopped just as they were starting to come down.
"You're welcome." Alfred chuckled, still looking out of the window.
They reached to bottom and decided to walk around until the show that Alfred wanted to see started. He said he had already bought tickets, so they went on a ride with gold colored rockets that flew out over the water.
A couple of hours later, Alfred led Arthur back to the side of the water were they could see the Ferris wheel across it. Huge crowds of people were standing around in area marked by colored lights.
"Come on, or we'll end up in the back." Alfred said, excitedly. Arthur was utterly confused and allowed Alfred to pull him through the crowd and to a spot some five feet from the water front. He only had to wait ten minutes for his answers to come.
As the water showed began, the dancing characters around him began singing and whatnot. It was the motion picture production display on mist that caught Arthur's attention. Different Disney shows played clips and songs to go with it. Some songs that played Arthur had never heard, but loved.
"This is amazing!" he called over the noises. Alfred smiled and pulled Arthur back slightly and fire blazed in front of him.
"Waah!" Arthur yelled. His felt around for his eyebrows, making sure they were still intact. Alfred laughed, leaning back slightly. They two watched the entire show, laughing at the characters dancing and watched different video clips projected on the mist.
"Wow, this was great!" Arthur said, laughing as they left the park. Alfred nodded.
The last day they had planned to be in the park hurried fairly quickly. Arthur had a funny feeling Alfred was trying to tell him something. They ate breakfast in a hurry and practically ran back to the park.
"Do you want to ride something or go shopping?" Alfred asked, pointing down a third street Arthur had completely missed the past to days. It was part of the park, but they didn't need to tickets to go into it.
"Um, let's go ride something then come back here after lunch." Arthur suggested. Alfred nodded and they went into Disneyland.
After riding a couple of the kiddy rides and then their two favorites, Alfred and Arthur went back to the shopping area.
"So Arthur." Alfred began as they were walking, "I wanted to tell you something."
Arthur raised an eyebrow. Alfred hesitated for a moment.
"I-"
They past a shop with socks in it and Alfred froze, stopping in mid-sentence.
"What is it?" Arthur asked, stopping in his tracks. Alfred whipped around, scanning the crowd. He took off back down the street, Arthur yelling after him.
Arthur finally caught back up with Alfred, who was back by a clothing store. He was looking around, calling something in Spanish. Arthur went over to him just as him looked around a bench.
"Felipe." he cried, bending down in front of the little boy. The little boy could hardly have been older than seven with short curly brown hair and tanned skin.
Alfred was murmuring in Spanish, reaching out for the child. Arthur watched the little boy look up with liquid brown eyes then jump into Alfred's arms.
"Papa." the little boy choked and mumbled something in Spanish.
"Who is that Alfred?" Arthur asked. Alfred smiled, but looked slightly shaken.
"Puerto Rico." his explained quietly. Arthur was only slightly shocked by the fact that the territory was personified. He was more concerned as to how and why the boy was in in the middle of a crowded street.
"How did he get out here?" Arthur questioned. Puerto Rico gripped Alfred's shirt tighter.
"He got lost on his way up to California's house. Then he got lost in the crowd here and got scared." Alfred explained and reached into the front pocket of the boy's overalls. He pulled out a card and showed England.
The card basically said that this was Felipe Jones and he was on his way up to his sibling's house for school. Alfred then explained he had given that to his territories and some of the younger looking states so they could go where ever they wanted. All of the police knew what it meant.
"Wouldn't he be kidnapped or something?" Arthur asked. Alfred shook his head.
"I have Liberty go with them."
Arthur raised an eyebrow. Alfred looked up and pointed. Arthur looked overhead and saw a huge circling bird.
"She usually flies overhead like that. I've seen her attack people who try to hurt Felipe and the others before. She probably just lost sight of Felipe." Alfred laughed. Arthur shook his head.
"We should probably head back now." Arthur said. Alfred shook his head.
"Naw, Felipe won't get in the way." Alfred said, "I'll bring her a fish when I get home."
Felipe smiled at Arthur and climbed onto Alfred's shoulders. He giggled sweetly and Arthur's heart melted slightly.
"Oh, alright." Arthur sighed and they continued down the street.
They ate at a restaurant called the Rainforest Café. Felipe sat next to the older nations, Alfred attempting to get the boy to eat some chicken nuggets. Arthur laughed and shook his head.
They walked back to the hotel, purchases and Felipe in hand. Alfred had bought some sort of Star Wars action figurine and gave Felipe a Stitch stuffed animal. Arthur was content with his tea cup from Fantasyland.
"So what are we going to do with little Felipe?" England asked as they were packing up. America looked over at Puerto Rico, who was asleep on his bed and pick up his cell phone.
"Hey, Cassandra. I found Felipe while we were here… Yea, he wanted to see you… We're leaving when we get back… See you soon Cassy."
America hung up and smiled at England. Puerto Rica hugged his Stitch toy and rolled over.
England continued packing as America took his suitcase downstairs. Puerto Rico woke up when America came back into the room for England's suitcase and the room key.
"Might as well leave right now." he said shrugging. England handed America the bag and bent down over the bed to scoop up the territory. He wiggled in his sleep, but allowed England to carry him.
America smiled and led England out of the room. He checked them out downstairs and England walked around with Puerto Rico as he waited, looking around the lobby for the last time.
Another eight hours in a car later, England stumbled back into California's house. It was eleven at night. Puerto Rico had woken up a while ago then fell back asleep.
America pulled the boy out of the car and headed for the door leaving the suitcases in the car. Their nice clothes had been left at California's and those would be what they wore tomorrow.
"Cali, I'm here." America said slightly quieter due to the time and his son in his arms. The kitchen light flickered on and off. The two countries found California relaxing in front of the TV
"I pulled out the hide-away bed in your room, Dad." she said, looking over her shoulder. America vanished into the back of the house.
England followed America and saw him laying the child down and falling onto the bed, almost immediately beginning to snore. England shook his head and threw a blanket over America before going to bed himself.
Soul: To any Puetor Ricans. I am not trying to be insulting or anything like that :) cross my heart hope to die. This is a fanfiction and i was just being the insane authro i am, so forgive me if Puerto Rico is not to your liking. thank you for reading the chapter. i have a quick question for you guys. what do you think America does when he caughts his kids doing something their not supposed to? Review please :)
