I feel late. I mean I usually put up one chappie a day but I missed a day! I sorry. and you know what, this chapter sucks! I barely put Turkey in there, just at the end! *Shakes head* I hate it when I do this...

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia, because if I did, everyone would be England's bitch.


The morning had been like most others, except for the fact that it was quite hot that day. I put on a pair of navy blue shorts, a white, short sleeved shirt with a few buttons at the top, and a pair of ankle socks and my regular pair of shoes. I was already sweating.

The house didn't have air conditioning, so I knew today would be a tough one. I went down stairs and into the kitchen. At my usually place at the table was a bowl of fruit and a glass of milk. Anthony must have decided that it was too hot to cook. I agreed with him. I sat down and took a sip of my milk, though wishing for my usual tea.

I will note that for the whole three weeks that I lived with Anthony and Adalric, I did not get one drop of tea. They insisted I was too young.

Anyways, Anthony was already sitting at the table with his water and fruit, almost done with it, when Adalric walked in. He had water that morning too, for Anthony hadn't boiled the water for Adalric's coffee, because it was so hot and steam would just make it worse. I don't think Adalric minded all that much, sure he was being deprived of his caffeine, but it still was rather hot.

I had gotten use to my surroundings and the inhabitants. That is to say that I was starting to like the house and farm and I had grown fond of Anthony and Adalric. We had conversations now and I was feeling most at home, though at night the pain still came back. I was still terribly missing my older brothers and Matilda and still had some pain from my parents deaths. But that was at night, and now it was day.

"Would you like to help me out today?", Adalric asked me.

I smiled and nodded. Sure it was hot outside, but it couldn't be any worse than inside.

I was terribly wrong. It was worse. The sun was shining brighter than ever and the temperature was horrendous. This was suppose to be early fall? Evidently our part of England did not get the memo. I was just happy that it wasn't humid, or else I would have just died. There was a small breeze, but I savored it and thanked it. It made the day a little more bearable.

Adalric motioned for me to follow him and I had to run a little to keep up with his longer strides. We went to the stables where the horses were kept. It was a small stable only four horses, but Anthony had said that was plenty for them. The Horses were Nero, Julius, Ermendrud, and Roslindus. That day we took out Julius, because he was a white Arabian horse, and very proud. When Adalric opened the door to his stall, he looked ready to run out. Thankfully Adalric is very adept at keeping him in.

I helped him get Julius ready for riding by bring him the brushes, picks, the saddle pad, the saddle, the girth, the bridle, and the reigns. While he was getting Julius set up, I was given the job of filling the water buckets up with water and the food buckets up with hay. Let me tell you, that is no easy job, especially for a seven year old. But, i enjoyed it all the same. It took my mind off of things I would rather not think about.

After getting a tad dirty and having water spilt on me, thanks to Nero, Adalric was ready to go. We walked Julius out of the barn and onto the dirt path the lead from the main road to the house. Then he said he needed to get something from the barn quick and asked me to wait for him with Julius.

Now Julius is a big horse, and worse, he's Anthony's Horse, but he was the right one for the job that day, so we couldn't do much about it. He seemed to be getting a little anxious, he wanted to walk around and I had him by the reins, so it was much of a struggle. He started walking towards the side of the stable, probably wanting to get to the pasture. I dug my heels into the ground and tried stopping him.

"Come on Julius, just wait a few more minutes. Adalric will be out soon and you'll be able to walk!"

He seemed...surprised that i would speak like that to him. I never knew horses could be surprised. He seem to contemplate on what to do and decided to stay. He still looked anxious, but he stayed. Soon Adalric came out, looking none too surprised that we had moved. He walked over to us, a satchel on his shoulder now and picked me up, the reins and put me on Julius first and then climbed up himself. There was enough room on the saddle for both of us, all I had to do was hold on tight to the mane. Sure a little dangerous, but not as much as you would think, and holding onto Julius's mane was easy, since he couldn't even feel it.

Today Adalric said we were going down to the fence line that separated his land from Sadiq's to make sure there were no loose or broken fences. I held on tight, ready for us to start going.

Now I may note that this is not my first time on a horse. It was my second. My second day on the farm, Anthony decided that it was about time to start filling up my Album that I got from Melissa, and for some odd reason he thought me and Adalric on a horse would be the perfect first picture. Though Adalric and I objected, in the end Anthony got his way. My first picture in the Album is Adalric and me on a horse. I had a few other pictures in it too that I added later. One of me trying to cook, and utterly failing with the fish burning and Anthony laughing. It's been a life long affliction everything I cook, I burn. Though I still think it tastes all right, everyone else thinks it tastes wretched. Another picture has me being chased by one of the male goats. What I question often is how did Anthony have time to find the camera and take a picture, but not help me get away from the stupid goat?

Soon we left to go to the pasture, where the fence was. As we were walking between the house and stable, Anthony came running out with that blasted camera of his waving in his hands. I turned to face Adalric and I could tell he wished he could just make the horse gallop away but the I wouldn't probably be able to hold on. Soon Anthony was beside us, panting, his face glistening with sweat.

"What is it, Anthony? I want to be done with the fence before noon and at this pace we won't be done till night fall."

Panting a little before speaking, Anthony answered.

"I-I wanted to get a pic-picture of you and Arthur on Julius!", he said the end with a smile on his face and no break between the words.

Adalric shook his head.

"Anthony you've already taken a picture with Arthur and me on a horse, we don't need another one."

"But not on Julius! Look at this proud horse! He would be perfect in a picture with you two and all three of you look so cute! Arthur with a school boy outfit on, you in your boots, jeans, and that hat, and Julius looking most spectacular, ready to go off in a gallop!"

At this point in time, Adalric was most aggravated, Julius, the horse, was seeming most proud, Anthony was giddy, and I was slightly confused.

"Fine.", came the short answer from Adalric. He just wanted to get it over with.

"Okay! But you need to pose first. Let's see...I'll take a side picture, of course, and Adalric, you hold on to the reins, move that arm out from in front of Arthur, there now hold the reins tight Adalric, and Arthur lean back a little bit, but still hold onto the mane, that's it and keep that adorable confused look on your face, perfect! Adalric, your scowling isn't so nice, don't smile, that would be so creepy but don't scowl, thank you, now look this way!"

With a flash it was over. We had taken the picture and no we were heading to the gate. Adalric seemed a little agitated, but didn't speak. I could feel him getting calmer and calmer the loser we got to the fence. It felt good being with Adalric, ever since that first night there he felt like someone I Could trust with anything, secrets and things like that, and he seemed like a protector. Don't get me wrong, I loved Anthony equally, he could make me laugh when no one else could and he was really strong and I knew if anyone tried to touch me, he and Adalric would rip the to shreds. I loved them both, which is why it had been so hard to leave.

The gate to the pasture was old and a little rusty with chipping red paint, but it was still very sturdy. Adalric lifted his leg over the side of the horse and got off, opening the gate and leading the horse, with me on it, inside the gate. After shutting it and locking it up again, he got on behind me. I shifted a bit, to get a little more comfortable, and we were off...on a slow trot. He never did go that fast with me and it was fine that way. I wasn't much of a dare devil so not going fast was just my pace.

The sun still beat down on us and it was getting hotter by the minute. Every so often, sweat would slip into my eyes and would sting because of the salt content. It was a little difficult to wipe it out, even if the horse was slow going. There were still bumps and I wasn't about to let go for stinging eyes, but I still did have to watch and see if I could find any loose boards or broken ones, because that was the whole reason that Adalric took me out here, so he could have an extra pair of eyes, or so I thought.

Soon we were far off from the gate and started coming upon the more wilder side of the pasture, with a few trees and longer grass. Soon Adalric had to get off and started walking beside the horse, so he could get a better look at the fence by stepping on the grass. May of the board were still in good shape, but because this was such a rarely tended to area, there were a few boards that were just barely hanging onto the rest and some boards looking like they had wood rot or something like it, maybe termites in a few cases. At the first board that looked like it would need replacing, Adalric took out what looked like a red piece of cloth. He tied it tightly to the post where he could see it and began walking again. I didn't question him. This went for a while and a few times I even pointed out some broken boards.

We were almost half way done with the pasture, when I decided I had had enough riding. My legs were cramped and I told Adalric he could ride for a while and that I would check the fence. He was a little reluctant, but agreed. I believe he was glad that I was coming out of my shell some. So I walked along the fence, or more like half walking half crawling, checking for any breaks or rotting, telling Adalric when I had done so and then he would toss me a red strip and I would die it as best I could onto the fence. While walking, Adalric said he needed to use the bathroom and not stray far from the spot.

"Okay.", I said.

He disappeared in between the trees that we were now in now. We were now in the wooded part of the pasture. It wasn't so bad, though. I liked the trees, they made me feel safe. Plus, when I was younger, and Ian wasn't being a bastard, who use to tell me about the fairies, unicorns, and other things that lived in the forest. I had felt rather sad when he stopped telling me about them. That was the day when I told him I really had seen faeries and other magical creatures. I had been four. While I was looked and pondering at the, I didn't noticed the grass on the other side of the fence move or the sun go away because something was blocking. I only noticed anything when someone poked me on the head. I looked back, thinking it was Adalric, but I didn't see anything I looked back and was now staring up at a very strange man. It was a big man, not fat, but tall and really muscular, like Anthony or Adalric. He was wearing brown pants, big brown boots going over them, and a green parka, with the hood up. From what I could see, his skin was dark, not really dark, but dark and he had a bit of stubble on his chin. Now, what really caught my eye was that he had a white mask over the top part of his face. Through the eye holes, I could see he had brown eyes. He stood up, now towering over me, and I looked up in somewhat awe, sitting on my knees. I concluded this must be the infamous Sadiq. Of all the things that could be going through my mind, I had only this.

Isn't he hot wearing that parka?


Seriously, sorry for the pointless chapter, seriously it really was just to introduce Turkey. Anyways my head hurts now and i really feel like watching Let The Right One In (best vampire movie! (from Swedan)) so I'm just gonna wrap this up.

Horse Names

NERO
Gender: Masculine
Usage: Ancient Roman
Pronounced: NIR-o (English)
Roman cognomen, which was probably of Sabine origin meaning "strong, vigorous". It was borne most infamously by a tyrannical Roman emperor of the 1st century.

JULIUS
Gender: Masculine
Usage: Ancient Roman, English, German
Pronounced: JOO-lee-us (English), YOO-lee-uws (German)
From a Roman family name which was possibly derived from Greek ? (ioulos) "downy-bearded". Alternatively, it could be related to the name of the Roman god JUPITER. This was a prominent patrician family of Rome, who claimed descent from the mythological Julus, son of Aeneas. Its most notable member was Gaius Julius Caesar, who is known for his clever conquest of Gaul. After a civil war he became the dictator of the Roman Republic, but was eventually stabbed to death in the senate.
Although this name was borne by several early saints, including a pope, it was rare during the Middle Ages. It was revived in Italy and France during the Renaissance, and was subsequently imported to England.

ERMENDRUD
Gender: Feminine
Usage: Ancient Germanic
Derived from the Germanic elements ermen "whole, universal" and þruþ "strength".

ROSLINDIS
Gender: Feminine
Usage: Ancient Germanic
Derived from the Germanic elements hros "horse" and linde "soft, tender". This name was introduced by the Normans to England, though it was not common. During the Middle Ages its spelling was influenced by the Latin phrase rosa linda "beautiful rose". The name was popularized by Edmund Spencer, who used it in his poetry, and by William Shakespeare, who used it for the heroine in his comedy 'As You Like It' (1599).

Yeah, i went all out on the horses names! whoo...yeah, i watch movie now...