Author's note: for my readers, sorry for making it seem more angst than what I was initially planning (annoyed cousin: YA THINK!?)... but I did studied a bit of psychology and well... I read many, many angst stories in ... and I was listening to Roxas Theme from Kingdom hearts, Emotion and N's Farewell from Pokemon black, Dearest from Inuyasha and lastly Soundless voice by Rin Kagamine.

Ah mah gawd so many feels..! So beside USA and Canada now a joint union..here is another what if history.

He felt somewhat annoyed, not that it wasn't another abnormal thing for him to do.

After all, the said cause is right in front of him.

"Someday, we'll separate ourselves from our dear motherland."

Steve immediately chocked on his own drink, granted it was thankfully pineapple, nearly soiling the child's shirt beside him. Said child glared at him before turning his attention back to his own drawing.

"U-uh wait a bloody minute there boss!" he sputtered incessantly "W-why'd ya mean separate!? Good golly have ya gone bonkers mate!?"

His boss gave him a blank stare "We can't always be there behind mummy's back Steve-"

"That's my mother ya bloody bastard!"

"For now." his boss curtly said "We could still be one of motherland's strongest allies." he gestures to Johnathan "We will talk about our separations once we acquired this child as one of our colonies-"

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM!?" Johnathan explode as angrily glared at his future brother "You know what!? You just want my resources right? So screw all of you! One is enough but three!? Screw all of you! And you are using her goody side to get me! For shame!" He stormed out.

"Just wait till Miss Kirkland hears about this!"

Steve slumped in defeat, he knows those rules and he hates it. But this is madness, completely bonkers! Poor little lad but he can't go against his boss, he understands right?

So why did that hatred filled eyes staring back at him felt like hundreds of knives stabbing through his heart?

"MISTER ALFONSO!" a messenger gasped for breathe as he called out his employer "MIS-"

"Ay caramba! Não há necessidade de gritar ! (No need to shout!)" Alfonso grudgingly open his door "What is it do you want senhor?"

"Young P-Pedro's m-mother wishes to talk to you, said something about her children."

This was not the latest news he has been looking forward to.

Marcelo felt a sharp jabbed in his chest. Grumbling he swat the pieces of glass away from his body. Slowly sitting up, he felt something wet and-

W-what have I done last night?

He let out a pained whimpered as he clutched his chest. The pain is so real..! It was unbearable and he could hardly breath normally. He unsteadily stood up, flinching at the pain as he wobbles towards the door.

'Damn it..' he cursed himself 'This is why I hated being a personification...'

During those moments, he knew his emotions go overboard as he felt his people's cries, their pains tripled his own emotions that he can no longer control. Or maybe he just broke down.

'To be more precise, I may have been insane for a long time.'

His breathes became erratic the more he walks. The atmosphere of the room felt more suffocating than ever and not to mention the pungent smell of blood, his blood, wafts into his senses.

It was nauseating.

"Open the door!" a loud voice boomed, snapping Marcelo's attention towards it "We are not here to harm you! One the behalf of-"

'Drat it!' Marcelo inwardly snarled 'They have already found me the quickly!?'

Quickly he spuns around, darting his eyes into whatever route he can escape to. Then his eyes lands in the window, in motion he quickly darts towards it, the rush of adrenaline numbs the pain temporarily as he foolishly jumped, unaware of the risks.

Marcelo felt hitting himself as pummels towards the ground. Closing his eyes, he prays for the inevitable-

"You stupid, stupid little brat." a harsh voice snarls into his ears as he felt strong arms carrying his lithe body "Are you that crazy? And the fuck is with the blood on your chest!? Are you mental kid!?"

Opening his eyes, mahogany colored irises widens as it meets furious red rubies.

Johnathan growled angrily as Steve explained to him gently, as if he were a little confused child asking what is going on. That impostor, how dare he had the audacity to act as if he knows what is best. Bah!

"Look at the bright side lil' ankle biter, I can be a bloody better father than-" Johnathan scoffs as he stared at the bird nearby "Are ya bloody listening to me!?" Steve scolded him in frustration.

"I am!" Johnathan answered "You just don't understand! I'm through with being a stupid colony! You're only using me you stupid asshole-"

SMACK!

"Never, ever speak like a bloody pirate..." Steve darkly murmured as Johnathan stared at him with widen eyes "I'm a asking you for once to just listen. Listen to me lil' ankle biter." he spoke to him harshly as he then sigh "Please... just give me a little respect..."

"Like you got my respect!" Johnathan defended himself "You stole my father's land!"

Steve's green irises stared at the child as the said child immediately pipes down. What... what does he mean by that?.. His father's land?...

Johnathan however haven't realize what was he even saying as words kept on escaping from his lips "You just had to take my father's land... not only that but replace him! Took his form, not recalling us, hell you even took his eyes... WHY!?" he clutch his head in misery "Why do you have to be like him?..."

"I... I don't understand lil' ankle biter.." Steve slowly reached out to the child "Johnathan-"

"Don't pity me!" Johnathan swatted his hand away "I don't need anyone's pity! I survived without parents and I can do it well again!"

'Why did you still like yourself even when you lost your memories papa?..'

'I don't wanna get close to you...'

'Because you forget about me and I don't wanna lose my control over my anger and hurt you...'

"It has been a very long time hasn't it dear?" Alice said softly as her emerald eyes glanced at her daughter "Thank goodness Allen is away.." she laughed as she slowly stirred her tea.

Madeline chuckled, her husband does tend to rile up whenever their former guardians are within his ten mile radius. "He still thinks that you are still corrupting me in someway." her mother scoffed at her statement.

"Ridiculous!" she proclaimed "Bloody thinking that "I am in sort of a getting back to the Empire conspiracy" that Allen..." suddenly she felt a wave of sickness overcame her "Urgh... mine and Allistor's child is making me feel sick lately..."

"Well that is what pregnancy is dear mother." Madeline hummed as she stared at the still flat abdomen while handling her mother the bucket "Do you think he or she will be a nation?"

Alice just keep on letting her breakfast out "I haven't got a clue love..." she murmured "Hopefully this little one will also survive like his or her sister Callie..."

"Just think positive mother." she said.

Before Alice could even let a word out, a large sound was heard in the hallways.

"L-let me go!" a small voice screamed in terror.

Well guess who Callie is.

And Kyle is very... very confuse...

Alfonso is in trouble or not?