Author's note: I think it'll soon end the story is until the aftermath of WWII after all... oh well the day has to become the night after all. Thanks for those who are reading (not sure why isn't there a review to correct my grammar errors, I 'm pretty sure I am not that good.)

Maybe I'll write a sequel or a spin off in 2p!Russia x Fem!China's story during the Cold War or Organic Maple oneshot about Teen!Marcelo's issues regarding a new baby brother or an angst fic about Fem!Italy's thoughts of her her lover HRE then shifts to Germany then immediately thinks of Seborga.

From the start, I knew that

It was impossible to reach you with a machine

"It just means that

You went that far away"

-Campanella, Vocaloid

Madeline hugged her pillow with all her might, not listening a single word Alice or the physician has uttered. Her poor little baby... he hasn't even lived for a century or two! Then Allen... how on Earth would she be able to tell him? Her husband would think that the fire had muddled her mind or maybe he might coddle her further.

Sometimes she really opt to hit her darling husband for being so overprotective.

"Excuse me dear mother but this is my house!" ah speaking of husband, Allen's voice immediately draw her from her stupor. When did he get in here and... why is he manhandling Marcelo, their son, she regrets that Chaska isn't here for surely they would be close as brothers and Marcelo might open up more for she thinks of that boy like he came from her womb.

"Pardon me dear lad but I am yours and her mother! Great Scot! Put the lad down you bloody hooligan!" Alice yells at Allen "I did not raise a ruffian under my roof! Wait till Allistor hears about this!"

The poor physician was at loss on how to deal two bull headed family members of the patient. Marcelo manages to wiggle himself out Allen's grasp and waddles himself towards Madeline like a little duckling who saw his injured mama duck on the nest resting. The young personification sat right next to her, brown eyes tinge with worry that it made her soft heat bleed a lot.

Marcelo pouts unhappily at her injuries, how adorable! "Does it hurt tita?.." he asked cautiously.

Madeline smiles at him "Oui little one, don't fret over nothing like mon mama and All-" she gaped when objects are thrown. Marcelo laughs vigorously open seeing tables and cabinets in the air. "Mon dieu! Mari (Husband)! Mama!"

The young archipelago could only laugh louder as the island and the states were still throwing baseless insults raging from their looks to the amount of oil they use when cooking their meals.

Like mother like son she suppose.

"Finally! I thought she would never leave! Maybe it was really a brilliant idea I reckon to send Marcelo to her..." Allen mused as Madeline shot him a bemused look. "Oh sorry there sweetheart... I-uh..." he is in a bit of pickle isn't he?

"I do not appreciate, mon chéri, to shop more oak base furniture." she scolded him "And to manhandle our son? What was that about?" then suddenly Allen looked quite... sober "Allen? What's wrong?"

He made so many scripts in his mind, he felt like he is being witness by the court, eyes calculating as he knows, they know that one word can decide the fate of the accuse. How one can tell one's wife that they are reborn and it's not like he'll just bluntly tell her 'Oh hey doll did you know that we are living again like a freaking phoenix in mom's stories and oh I think the angry cute boy who we may suspect of bad childhood is our long lost son? By the way what's for dinner?' not likely!

"... Maddie please... promise me one thing ." Allen sighs "Don't think that I am insane or crazy before I finish because I have something to tell you sweetheart." he exhale, his hands shaking "Do you... remember a native tent in the forest? With red feathers and-"

Madeline, despite the slight pain, grabbed his hand, her voice shaking "You remember as well... Napayshni...?"

Allen couldn't help himself, his arms gently wrapping around her frail form. Ruby red eyes waters in relief, she remembers..! "I=I'm sorry Ukiuk! I couldn't... I couldn't protect both you and Chaska... I'm sorry!"

Madeline cried "It's not your fault Allen, Napayshni! I-It was I who lost our own baby at the cliff-" Allen shook his head "A-Al?..."

"I... I think I have a theory about who our son is..." his eyes darting at the door.

She gasped "You m-mean... how could you have known? Do you have any proof?..." she wished it was but she needed solid evidence.

"...He has both of our face... h-he the same age and... Damn it Mads, only from my father's bloodline have those red eyes and the fact we were so drawn to him... I should have been stronger..." he slumped "We should have been there... He... I think he never even had a real childhood... How were we to tell Marcelo that he is our son-"

Both adults heard a crash, a glass broken to pieces and a puddle of water on the floor. Marcelo stood at the doorway, eyes brimming with tears and anger. His mouth form a thin line, his fists clench as an equally horrified Alice is behind the boy.

"... So you are really my parents... you bastards, you left me to rot! You never came but when you did... you tricked me into being a colony just for your resources and y-you killed my men!" Marcelo spat, fury coursing through his veins that he had forgotten the days they've all spend together as a family "I-I hate you both! Leche kayo!" his mind wailed, it wasn't their fault for they really did loose him! But an ugly, ugly part of him whispers that if they truly love him they why they left him crying in that locked room that the friars had place him and those days that they've spent together weren't genuine for they need him to be loyal and to forgive their so called mistakes for killing his men. He pivots and runs, ignoring the sobbing noises of his new found mother and the screams of his so called father to stop, for the first time he swore Allen is pleading but no it won't stop him.

He... he h-hates them... he...

Chaska waddles towards his mother, he reaches out to her. Ukiuk laughs softly as she picks her little infant with tender love. The baby giggles and tries to reach his mother's headdress.

"Wuv mama!" the baby declares "Wuv papa!" he added upon hearing the familiar sound of the tent flap being opened. Napayshni grins as he walk towards his little family, his precious family.

"We love you too Chaska." Ukiuk whispered, Napayshni wraps her in an embrace. His head rests on her shoulder as a lazy smile sat on his face. "We love you with all our heart."

Marcelo still has traumatic issues to work out. He did yearn for his parents and seems to have forgiven them but then upon finding the truth, old memories resurface and his mind wasn't rational at that stage yet. I and my friends were also like that. First they tease and fight then after a few days became friends but when something reminds them of what the other did well boom angry issues.

Omake:

Allen walks stiffly, his black cloak flowing in the wind. The boy, the young personification and an ASEAN was hanging at the hangar for his dear life. The hooded mask man stops, how hard it is to breath through leather, red eyes pierced into the young child's soul. Ah yes, the child will recognize his destiny. He will see to it that the child will complete his training at the Dark side. Allistor that fool!

"Look there is no escape, d-don't... Don't make me destroy you..." his memories flashes briefly, his wife dead. It was Allistor's fault for sneaking on board! He sighs, darn leather masks! "Marcelo, you do not yet realize your importance. You have only begun to discover your strength! Join my side kid, and I will complete your training. With our combined strength, we can end this destructive war and bring order to the world!"

Marcelo angrily shook his head "I'll never join you bastard!"

Note to self, washed that mouth of his. "If you only knew the power of the Dark Side. Allistor never told you what happened to your father." aka he broke my arms and my legs and threw me at MY volcano which made him needed to wear a leather masked since his healing powers haven't kicked in.

"He told me enough!" Marcelo screamed, his poor hand is bleeding (if he was human then good bye hand!) " He told me you killed him!"

Allen chuckles darkly "No, I am your father."

The boy stammered, his breathes became erratic "N-no, that's not true... t-that's impossible!" 'Why is this so cliche!?' he thought

"Augh, don't be stubborn you know this to be true"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Marcelo cried

Stay tune to Earth Wars directed by Gilbert Beilschmidt

Omake 2:

Johnathan sighs as he fiddles his lunch box, he was eating his beloved fish when a strange notebook appeared out of nowhere. The young boy picked it up and one of his thick eyebrows went up. A death note? What rubbish is this? Write the person who you want to be dead? Johnathan took out one of his pencils and started to write the name down. He shrugs, throwing the notebook away.

"Like I believe any of that bullshit." the young boy muttered "As if someone would instantly dropped dead." he scoffed, continuing his meal.

Meanwhile at certain part of Oceania

"NOOOOOO! KIRANA SWEETIE! MY PET KOALA DIED!" Steve wails "No buddy please don't die!"

Kirana felt bad but she is relived that the koala is dead though what made the evil thing died anyway?...