Well, this is an extremely short chapter because I got a bit of a headache and didn't have much time to write today. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy...it. Anyways, have fun! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or anything in this chapter! Except Talia of course. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! :)

Christmas with the Kirklands

Chapter X

~December 14th, Memory Sharing~

"Do you remember this?" Talia looked closer at the black and white picture.

"No, not really…when did you take this?" She questioned, looking at a younger version of herself.

"It was the first picture I took actually with a camera." Arthur answered. Talia looked closer at it.

"…I'm small,"

"You were always small." He retorted.

"Hey, what are you guys looking at?" Wales questioned as he entered the room.

"Old photographs," England answered.

"Ah, that's nice. Shame we didn't have cameras back when we were young." Wales said with a smile.

"Aye would have been a great laugh looking at a picture of when I first laughed at Albion," Scotland said as he walked into the room eating an apple. England glared at him.

"Shut up Alba, you always laughed at me." He snapped.

"Aye, but that day was…special." Wales had to cover his mouth to not let the snickers out. Arthur looked from Wales to Scotland suspiciously.

"What," He asked with narrow eyes.

"Nothing, just remembering a funny moment in our past," Scotland replied with a shrug.

"What happened?" Talia asked, getting more comfortable in her seat.

"Well, Arthur was very small when he was young, and he was so cute. Since Aidan and Arthur had a strained relationship, we thought if we could make Aidan laugh, he might like Arthur better. So…" Wales trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"…What," England asked while crossing his arms.

"Cian and Iago dressed you in a little pink dress that was common in our time and had you come visit me." Scotland said with a laugh. Arthur's face went red in embarrassment as everyone else broke out into laughter.

"Y-You didn't!" He sputtered hopelessly.

"I'm sorry, but we did. He liked you much better after that," Wales defended with a smile.

"Aye, you became an amusing toy to play with." Scotland agreed.

"So it's your fault he picks on me! I could have lived a life where we would never have to talk to each other!" England exclaimed while pointing an accusing finger at Wales.

"Well what kind of life is that? Families should be closer together," Wales replied with his hands on his hips.

"He picks on me!"

"But that doesn't mean that he doesn't care." England looked at Scotland flatly.

"Do you care?" He questioned.

"Not one bit," Scotland replied bluntly.

"Yes you do!" Talia shouted.

"I'll admit to nothing," The red head replied before walking out of the room. England crossed his arms and huffed.

"Told you so," He said childishly while turning his head to the side.

"You prove nothing," Talia replied before giving a sigh.

"Well, if we're talking about the past, why don't we talk about past Christmas'? We've had more than a century of lifetimes to tell." Wales suggested.

"Well, you guys more than me," Talia commented.

"Did you know our first Christmas with Arthur was spent with North Ireland sick as a mad cow? He was talking nonsense, throwing up practically everything in his body, and was freezing his arse off." Wales continued.

"That's information I didn't need to hear." England replied bluntly.

"Yes, but once that became tolerable, it was really nice. Scotland was forced into taking care of you while Declan and I took care of Cian." He said.

"…Bloody Wanker," England mumbled resentfully.

"Don't be like that; you two are just being stubborn. You care for each other, you just won't admit it." Wales stated with a nod.

"I never will," Arthur said stubbornly.

"It's cause you love each other so much," Talia gushed smugly. England looked at her flatly.

"No it's not,"

"Yeah it is,"

"Point is, Christmas time is the point you are both nicer to each other." Wales cut in before they could both continue.

"Whatever," Arthur muttered.

"Well, it's almost 4:00, why don't we go find the others and go out somewhere." Wales suggested.

"Can I pick where we go?" Talia asked.

"Sure,"

"Awesome,"

"Fine, let's go," England caved in.