AN: Sorry for the wait! My aunt and uncle came to visit and I didn't get to write at all.
While writing this chapter, I totally did not start to ship two OCs no way Jose.
(And go Italy, win the World Cup!)
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"Konnichiwa!" Tokyo greeted the camera, a smile on her face. "My name's Tokyo and welcome back to Tokyo's Documentary, where we study the people that make our great beautiful world and see if they're actually doing what they claim to be doing! Today's episode will be featuring my best friend, Atheny-chan!"
She turned the camera to face Athens, who was fast asleep. Tokyo punched her in the shoulder. Athens yelped and jumped up, standing in a kung-fu stance with a startled expression on her face. When she realized who it was, she sighed with relief and sat back down.
"Sorry for scaring you, Atheny-chan!" Tokyo apologized, laughing. "I told you we would be filming, yet you fell asleep! Pay attention, please."
Athens nodded. "Right. Sorry. Just a bit tired."
"Understandable! Can we still do your interview, though? I've been making excuses for weeks!"
"You do know no one watches these, right?"
"…let's just do your interview."
Tokyo pulled a mini notepad out from her pocket. Setting the camera on the ground to focus on the both of them, she flipped to a page full of questions and cleared her throat. Like a good reporter would do. Although a good reporter would have a cameraman with her, Japan had declined this trip. Mostly because Paris gave him a beating last time. Who knew fashionable, blonde Frenchwomen could pack a punch?
"Okay, question one," Tokyo started. "Is your name really Athens?"
Athens raised an eyebrow. "Yes?" she answered slowly. "At least, I hope so. I've been going by it for so long."
The Japanese girl nodded. "Question two. You're one of the oldest known Capitals that are still living. What is your secret?"
"Stay fit, healthy, and get plenty of sleep, I guess," she answered, yawning.
"Question three. Do you have any other siblings besides Greece-sama?"
Athens rested her chin on her hand and sat still, as if she was pondering the question. Tokyo sat patiently, albeit feeling awkward that her friend really had to think about whether or not she had brothers or sisters. Seriously, how could you need to think about it?
"Yes, I did," Athens nodded.
"Care to tell me who?" Tokyo asked.
The two sat down in the meadow for a few minutes, Athens thinking really hard about the question. Why would you have to think about the question? Certainly, you couldn't forget your own brothers and sisters! ...right?
Finally, Athens gave her an answer.
"If I told you all of them, we'd be here forever," she replied. "There were so many of us city-states. Tens, hundreds… I can't even remember them all. People nowadays only remember two of us, and that's probably due to movies that aren't really historically accurate; me and my twin Sparta. We used to be best friends when we were really little."
Tokyo tilted her head. "Used to? What happened?"
"Well, I guess I have to start off before the Persian War," Athens said. "Sparta and I grew apart. I loved art, culture, stories - I thrived from trade, and eventually, I became one of the richest city-states in Greece. Sparta didn't like any of that stuff. He was more serious, strict, and all about military. His people were tough, too tough even, and trained day and night. Boys and girls had to be perfect in every way, shape, and form. Boys were sent to a school at age seven that trained them until the day they were finally allowed to be in the military. Girls played sports and became strong, too, so that they could give birth to strong Spartan men. We butted heads a lot, as you can guess, because we were so different. I think more than one time we even said we hated each other."
"That wasn't true, though, right?" Tokyo asked.
Athens shrugged. "I don't even know. Years passed since we grew apart, and then the Persian Empire was on our backs. Anger built up, and the feud turned into a war. Me and my brothers and sisters had to protect Mother Greece, so we did. We fought on her behalf. Me and Sparta were allies. We actually were able to work together, and we did amazingly. And so, I thought we could win this one… we were going to get the upper hand on the Persians… but a t-traitor had leaked information… and… and S-Sparta stayed back with t-three-hundred other Spartan soldiers a-and…" She shook her head. "The rest of us escaped. The Persians continued to march on and… they b-burned me…" Athens wiped her eyes. "I c-came back, and I learned we had w-won. The P-Persians were beaten. So, in order to protect Mother Greece from further Persian attacks, I set up the Delian League. I… I grew selfish. I didn't care what happened to everyone else, as long as I was on top and ruled over them all. I became what I despised - prideful, greedy, hungry for power."
Athens grew silent for a few moments. Tokyo sat, contemplating what she was hearing and studying her friend. The Grecian had tears rimming her eyes and she was biting her lip, as if to keep from crying. Tokyo placed a hand on her shoulder, giving a kind smile.
"Hey, if you don't want to finish your story, you don't have to. I don't want you to tell me anything you don't want to talk about. We'll just change the subject." She flipped the paper to a new question. "Alright. What is your favourite food item that isn't really from your home?"
Athens sniffled. Then, with a smile on her face, she replied with, "Greek yogurt."
