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Part 3: Chapter 8: Epilogue

England looked down at the cat Belarus said favored him. He had been surprised that the cat hadn't been adopted in all the time between Belarus' visit with Lithuania and now. They were currently in the Cat Museum in Minsk.

"No, I don't see it." Belarus squatted down to pick up the cat, before putting its face right in front of England's eyes.

"You have to look closer."

Sure the cat had green eyes just like he did, but he'd seen a darker brown cat who shared the exact same eye colour. And apparently there were dark streaks in its fur that resembled eyebrows but that didn't mean this cat was just like him.

"Sure, I guess at first glance but since you've seen my brothers you know those traits aren't that uncommon."

Belarus pulled the cat away from his face. "I bet this cat likes tea."

England sighed and shook his head before noticing a grey cat hissing at him. It had yellow eyes and a bow tied around its head.

"Well if that's the case, this one looks like you." He said gesturing to the cat hissing at their feet.

"Oh yes, I met her here too that day. She tried to attack Lithuania's face." She said handing the white and brown cat to him. "Looks like the large fluffy brown one is gone, figures someone bought him. He was so cute." She said squatting down to pet the cat's head despite its hissing. She tried to bite her finger but Belarus managed to evade getting bit and pet the cat's head anyway.

Needless to say they went home back to Belarus' home with two cats, instead of one and had to buy an extra bed. Belarus named the male cat Dnieper and he named the female Mittens.

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The moon was out on a clear night. England was in his garden with Belarus. He put on a record and brought the player outside for them to dance to. He didn't know that Belarus liked ballroom dancing and was surprised when she was precise in her movements. She wasn't winded when he spun her around. And when the song ended he dipped her, and they stood like that, midnight blue eyes met emerald green, they were nose to nose.

"Hey England! Come on, let's fly!" He heard a small mouse like voice say,

"Not now Tink." He muttered to the faery but it was too late. She was already sprinkling him with pixie dust. And he knew what that meant.

Suddenly he felt lighter, and his feet were no longer touching the ground. He was rising higher and higher, effectively pulling Belarus to a standing position.

"What the fuck England?!" Belarus exclaimed, gripping his hands even tighter,

"Oh it seems Tinker Bell wants me to take a trip around London with her."

Belarus furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"What? Like the Disney story?" She tried to pull him back down but the pixie dust was too strong and she too was being lifted too.

"I suppose if that's where you get your knowledge of faery tales." He said as the Belarusian woman swung her legs in sort of a panic at being lifted off of the ground.

"So are you Peter Pan?" She was almost a meter above the ground now.

"No of course not. The fae just like to visit me from time to time. Do you want some pixie dust too?" She was almost 4 meters above the ground now.

"Are you saying that I could fly too?!" She almost screamed at him, blue eyes wide. They were about 7 meters from the ground, a fall from this height would probably hurt quite a bit.

"Of course! All you really need is a little...faith…" he let go of one of her hands and signaled Tinker Bell over, giving her a wink. "...trust…"

The faery sprinkled pixie dust over the Belarusian woman, which of course she couldn't see.

"...and pixie dust!" He exclaimed letting her go completely, a smile on his face.

"Son of a bi-" She said upon descending a few meters before ultimately being airborne. Belarus flapped her arms awkwardly as she tried to stay afloat.

"Holy shit!" Belarus looked at him then, mouth agape.

"Not knowing how to swim doesn't seem like so much of a disadvantage, now does it?" He smirked, crossing his arms.

She shook her head rapidly.

"Come on then!" He said pushing himself upward even higher, before performing a few loop de loops and flying towards the direction of Big Ben.

"Wait! Fuck! I've never done this before you bastard!" She said a few paces behind him.

"So is that your girlfriend?" Tinker Bell asked him.

"It's a bit more complicated than that, but for simplicity's sake we're married."

They did get a marriage license, but not under their Nation names. Their human names were fair game. He showed the fairy the golden band on his finger.

"Oh! That's wonderful!"

"Are you still chasing after the boy who can never grow up?"

Tinker Bell shook her head, "I still run with him sometimes but I've got my own adventures. I fought a pirate faery!"

"Well I'm glad you've mov–"

And then England felt a slight breeze as it seemed that Belarus had now zipped past him.

She looked back, her tongue stuck out at him.

"Real mature!" He called back, but competitive nature getting the best of him; he spread his arms and willed his speed to increase.

He caught up with her, but she managed to speed up even more. When he got close enough he grabbed onto one of her boots.

"Hey! Let go!" She said, trying to kick him off, but he managed to pull her backward. She flailed as she tumbled backward. England let out a snicker and dived as they approached the clock tower.

He perched himself on the roof of the clocktower. Belarus followed suit but not before flicking his forehead.

"You are a cheater."

"I'm a winner by any means." He said crossing his arms, giving her a sideways glance.

She playfully shoved him, "When did you become so devious?"

"Who said I was honest?"

"Oh my look at the time!" Tinker Bell said, "I've got to go back to Neverland. My duties never cease. You should be alright getting back."

"Oh alright. Farewell Tink." He said waving at the fairy.

"Thank you Tinker Bell for allowing me to fly! Goodbye!" Belarus said. He was surprised that she also responded. Can she actually see and understand Tinker Bell?

"Oh! You're too welcome! It was nice meeting you Belarus! Keep this one out of trouble alright?" Tinker Bell said, and England looked at Belarus.

Belarus looked back at him, her expression blank, "She talks in ringing bells; I can't understand what the fuck she said. Could you translate?"

"Oh right. She said that it was nice meeting you and you're welcome to the whole flying thing."

"Oh, that's nice." Belarus said with a nod. She swung her feet a little, according to the tower it was about two in the morning.

"Should we head back?" England asked and she nodded. He held out his hand and Belarus grasped it. They ascended into the sky once again before going back towards England's home.

Landing back on the ground, Belarus stomped her feet. "Oh it is over." She said, expression neutral.

"Well I'm sure there will be other times. Mythical creatures visit me quite often you know."

"Really? Everyone else says you're insane. I was not sure what to think." She said before grabbing his other hand to face him. Her eyes were wide in childlike wonder, "But that is amazing! I wonder if you can see the mythical creatures in my home too! I always leave things for them but I don't know if they ever get them or not." By then she'd gripped his hands so tight that they were starting to hurt.

"I'm sure that I can, having seen Japan's before; I would need to know where to look."

"We need to pack right now!" Belarus said before quickly letting his hands go and heading towards the back door.

"Wait! What about the cats? We have to put them in a hotel, or get them ready for a flight. We can't just go abruptly! It's two in the morning for God's sake!" But England's pleas fell on deaf ears as Belarus was already in the house now.

England sighed and shook his head, a slight smile on his face before following her inside.

Some things never change.

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England managed the get up before sunrise and sat on the front porch, a cup of tea between his hands. He usually didn't get up this early, but decided he should do it this once. Belarus got up to watch the sunrise almost everyday so there must be something fascinating about it.

It was Spring and the flowers would be in bloom again. They'd added flax flowers to Belarus's rose garden, per his insistence.

If one of the nations told him almost two years ago that he would be planting flowers with Belarus, or any of this would be happening he wouldn't have believed them. Everything was still so surreal, but he knew eventually it wouldn't be.

"Oh, you are up." He turned to see Belarus in the doorway. He nodded. "It's about time you saw the Belarusian sunrise." She said sitting down to join him.

England looked back towards the horizon. "It's not the same elsewhere." She said as a matter of fact.

England was pretty sure it was the same everywhere, if science told him anything, but he'd see for himself.

As the sun started peeking over the horizon, England spared a glance at Belarus, who was still watching the sun. The light of the sun as it grew, shown on her face, casting an almost angelic glow. Her hair was now sun kissed, a golden brown. And her eyes, midnight blue were filled with sparkles akin to the stars.

She looked even more beautiful in this moment than she did on the train when they first traveled to Minsk.

England looked back as the sun was now over the horizon, having missed the particular moment. But he knew there would be others.

"I suppose you're right. There is no other view like it." He said sipping his tea, a small smile on his face as she now rested her head on his shoulder.

The official start of a new day.

The End.

A/N: Finally the end, for real! I hope you all liked this series and it's ending. I really had a fun time writing it, although this last part was the hardest to write. So many revisions!

Thank you for reading, and thank you to everyone who reviewed. Especially those who have followed the story since the beginning!

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