NO HEADCANONS YET.

(I feel so bad, putting this at the beginning of every chapter, but I really can't take headcanons…)

ZanyAnimeGirl, here is yours!

America gets his impossible amounts of strength from Finland!

This one's cool! All right, here goes!

"Look! He has my hair!"

"Well, he obviously has my eyebrows…"

"What part of him looks like me?" Finland asked hesitantly.

England and France stammered answers, but Finland wasn't convinced. He wanted to stay with the boy and see if he really was his little brother.

Since then, Finland visited America often. He made up weird excuses and usually didn't meet the boy himself, just listened to rumors (there were always rumors about countries) and talked to his people. The more Finland thought, the more he thought they couldn't possibly be related: his attitude, while similar, was different, he looked a lot more like England than any other country, really, and he didn't even speak Finnish.

Okay, that last one was a really long stretch, but Finland was hoping for anything that made the kid his little brother. America was doing well, and Finland would be proud to have him as a little brother.

Years pass, and Finland stops visiting so often. It's useless to make the long journey to America just so he might hope to be a big brother figure. He settles back into his country, and the visits go from scarce to nonexistent.

Two decades pass, and Finland has not even communicated with anyone in America.

He hears rumors through the countries, now, that America has an independent mind and is growing up fast. That England left for a couple months, and America went from child to teen in his absence.

Good for you, America, Finland thinks.

He decides to visit America one last time. This time, he wants to meet America. He realizes he hasn't really gotten to know America, despite all he knows about him.

Soon, Finland is in America, and talking to the people. They point out the boy's location, and he quickly finds the New World personification.

"Hello! I'm Finland!"

"Hello Mr. Finland! I'm America," America replied.

"Has England been raising you well?" Finland asked, for small talk.

"Yeah!" America enthused. "I'm growing into a strong nation! 'Course the cooking needs a bit of work…" The last part was mumbled.

Finland laughed lightly. "Yep, that's England all right."

The two continued to talk for a while, and Finland eventually stayed in the town in an inn. He stayed for a week, and really got to know America.

I wish he was my little brother. He's so nice!

However, Finland still found nothing in common between him and the boy.

"THE BRAKES! CATCH THE CART! I CAN'T CONTROL IT!"

Finland jolted out of a nice talk with America over tea to see a wooden cart, filled to the brim, rushing toward him. The only thought in his mind became to stop the cart before it hurt someone, so he did not notice as America jumped up and ran to the cart as well. The two nations dashed into the cart's path, set their feet, and stuck their arms out to slow the cart. Finland was surprised when he barely slid two centimeters before the cart stopped.

Finland sighed and relief and glanced to his right, where America was unexpectedly standing.

"America?"

"Mr. Finland! I was worried you'd be crushed by the cart!" the little nation gasped.

"I'm stronger than I look… A lot stronger," Finland added with a smile.

"Yeah. Is it a nation thing? Because I keep killing the doors around here because I forget how strong I am. I keep having to work to rebuild doors."

"No," Finland frowned. I think it's just… well… you and me, actually. You know, I found you first. You must have inherited my strength."

"Are you my big brother too?" America asked innocently, not realizing the effect this sentence had on Finland.

The Nordic nation smiled and mentally cheered. "Of course, little brother."

THE END!

I feel like this was… a lot of backstory and not a lot of headcanon. Did I do okay? I hope you liked it, ZanyAnimeGirl!

~EverythingMath