I don't own Hetalia okay? I don't have much else for this opening. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
March 15th 1923
(from the journal of Alfred F Jones)
God it's so beautiful here. I have been all over this town the past few days making sure everything is good to go before I start up. It was a long train ride out here and I have a month to get things sorted. Need to get us a house, furniture and make sure it's something Nattie and the kids would approve of. Once I got off the train, I just headed to a hotel and crashed. It was tiresome and late. God I miss them all so much. Nattie, Nicky, Anya, little Ivan, even if he's not so little anymore and Alex. I don't know how Nattie manages. So far I've found a few houses and I am just trying to decide which one is the best. I'd love there to be 5 bedrooms, one room for each of the kids, but I don't think that is in our budget. I got a nice reward for my tips, well Eliza and Nattie's, but not that nice a reward. There's some outside city limits but with a lot of yard and not too far from the ocean. As much as Nicky loves to swim, he'd love that. It's not that bad right now. He could swim much sooner than back home. No, this will be our new home.
I was worried though before I left. Romulus cursed 'beware the ides of March.' Can't say I am not worried myself. That's honestly why I have my revolver with me. No mobster is going to get the drop on me. Eliza insisted that she help Nattie while I did this. It's not like I don't trust they couldn't defend themselves if it turns out Romulus wasn't raving but I can't be sure. Maybe I just watched too many movies.
Now this may just be travel exhaustion showing again, but I swore I saw and even felt Vanya beside me. I was overlooking the cliffs by the lighthouse at the edge of town here. It was so beautiful, seeing the Pacific as the sun set. I even saw a whale. God I never saw those back in New York. And then out the corner of my eye, I swear he was there, I heard what sounded like "From sea to shining sea, da Fredka?" I then felt him hug me and say, "I think Natalya and the children will like it here." And then "And so will I." Am I just nuts, wishing that Vanya was alive because I know he'd love this. Or is he really haunting me? And why am I not scared of it?
Well nuts to that. I'm going to have the house and furniture picked and I will bring Nattie and the kids to the best damn house in town and they are going to love this perfect weather.
So how was that? Good? Bad? Short? Long? Let me know in a review. I don't quite know how long this one will be just yet as the other I had a more defined plan. But the way it is going this one will be longer than the other. One is over a few years, this a whole decade practically. I am toying with some Prohibition era ideas with the Vargas family but nothing too much has come so far. If you have any ideas, I'd love to hear it. Anyway, remember to read (well you just did) and to review. Ciao for now,
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