Sorry for the long wait! I've been extremely busy for party planning and school work. But it's 1am in my area and I thought "why not make a new chapter?"

So Enjoy and sorry if its bad. I typed it from my iPod.

2. Children are Liars.

As soon as England and Germany along with a teary eyed Italian joined the meeting. The room exploded into a shouting match between countries and a superiority competition against one another.

'Great, another race to see who's better. It's the 1900's all over again.' England complained in his thoughts as he rested his head tiredly on the table; watching the other countries 'smack talking' one another.

'We all know who won that race back in the 1900's: Me!'. He smirked proudly as he rested his head on his arm and close his eyes softly.

'Fantastic, gives me a good time to have a quick nap. I think I need one after I kept hearing things' Yawning quietly he let his mind rest into his subconscious.

The sound of laughter was what caught his attention first.

England looked around the woods. What further caught his thought was how oddly familiar this area was. The almost fake green tint of the grass to the feel of the air around himself.

More laughter. Laughter of a child.

This was killing him! Where was the laughter coming from?!

This laughter continued softly. Finally England could no longer take it and started to follow the pure sound of a child. Twisting and turning around every thick tree or boulders in his way. Rushing against the wind until everything stopped.

In front of him, stood a child but not any child.

It was himself. Back when he was young and a wilded hunter among the forest. His memories flooded back and now could remember where he stood. In the same area his younger self would roam; in the large, vast, English forest.

His younger self smiled.

'You came! You were about to miss our party. I invited all our friends to come." His younger self spoke as he gestured behind himself and reached out his tiny hand.

"Won't you join us?"

"Sure why not?"This didn't take long to answer as he took the child hand. Self aware at the sad fact that when he was younger he had little to no friends and would only play with the animals in the forest instead of meeting new people.

The child smiled happily had he lead the older man to a slightly tall hill.

Suddenly his heart ached. He could see who was waiting on the hill for them.

His older brothers Scotland and Ireland stood there along with France, who surprisingly all looked very eager for their arrival.

The younger England dropped the older's hand as he rushed by the side of his brother side happily.

He was happy? To see his brother? His brother were never cared for him. Neither did France too unless it came to picking a fight with him but the scene in front of him completely contradicted his thoughts

Scotland scooped up his brother into his arms and tickled his stomach lightly as Ireland spoke to his little brother

"Where have you been England? We've been waiting for a while now so we can begin that party you invited us too." He wiggled a finger playfully at the child's nose and the littles boy body shook with laugher and happiness.

Younger France then looked up at the boy and smiled a brotherly smile. Not his usual perverted smile but a genuine loving smile and reached out for him.

"Why don't we get your brother to get some wood to burn and get started on boiling water while you and me find some leaves for tea"

His heart could no longer take it. Neither could his legs as he fell limped to his knees at the sight of his brothers caring for him and France treating him so nicely. Hot tears leaked out of the corners his eyes down his cheek as the harsh reality that this was just what he wishes for and it could never be true.

That point, the child noticed the distress on the older man and immediately rushed to his side and sat on his legs in a kindergarten style in front of him. The boy titled his head to see through the older's hair and brushed his hair out the way for his hand to reach and touch his cheek before wiping his tears away.

" Don't cry. We're here for you always and don't forget that. Why don't you come with us to find some tea leaves?"

Again the small of the two smiled innocently as he took his hand once more to pick him up.

England smiled sadly with a tear stained face as he pick himself up and walked with the child through the forest.

England walked amongst the trees until he faded in to nothing as a sign of his mind waking up. The thought of the heart break that man had to take in that awful world brought pain to the child. Poor England could only have love here in his dreams.

Only would they care for him here but the boy was fine with that idea because it only brought the thought of the upcoming burning urge the older would get to keep coming to his false paradise that would guarantee would only become better each visit

The child turned his head back to the two brothers standing there still as if waiting for an order. The boy grinned a devilish smiled as the two formed into the American and Canadian in their younger years.

He turned to the side to see France had become slightly older.

"Oh and I do inteed on guarantee a better paradise everytime. I swear on my mothers grave"

He placed an innocent smile for the older sake as his mind twisted into a dark thought Of future things to come.

' Mommy always says to be careful what you wish for. Silly people never listen'

The boy looked down at himself and brought a finger to his lip in concentration. A small chuckled emerged from his lips and brough his hand to grip his clothing trio twirl around as if he were wearing a cloak.

'I wonder if I'll look good in black"

Hope you guys got the clue here, because it does give a huge hit of what the next chapter will be about. Ill be getting to Chapter 3 as soon as I can! Also keep on a look out for another Gerita series with Spamano in an a Frozen AU. Ill probably won't get that started till March but yeah! You never know guys!

Right then! WannabeeItalian OUT!~