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"Why the sudden change England?" America turned his head to the British that lowered his head.
"Is something you won't understand America" he replies.
America felt a little confuse at the words he just heard. Something he won't understand? England then stands and starts with his walking, his face still buried. He just glimpses back to see if America was fallowing him.
"England, what do you mean?"
"Somehow, I also feel like I have been here too" England let out a small smile. "Let see the book again, if you please"
America was getting more confused by each passing second. America actually heard sincerity coming from the British man in front of him. Something he hasn't heard since he was a child. Like a warm breeze; a calming melody that makes you feel secure when the storm pass. Just like that. He thought that England was long gone, but somehow the place where they were standing brought him back. Where are they?
"NOO! Don't want!" a girl voice was heard over the distance.
England woke up from his trance and started to run to the direction of the voice with America fallowing close behind.
"Listen, bastard! You do as I tell you!" Spain shouts. "Don't make me angry! Understand!"
"I-DON'T-WANT-IT" tears are running from her brown eyes quickly reaching the dirt on her feet. "Mommy Spain is bad" she then whispers
"You belong to me, got that BRAT!" Spain gives a few papers to the little girl. "Now, be a nice island and show me where you hide your gold, NOW!"
Both America and England were with eyes wide open looking at that scene. They now how Spain is, but somehow the person in front of them wasn't Spain. It was like he has been turn upside down. Spain has never treated a child like that, but he's doing it.
"I'm going back to my house just be nice while I'm gone" He smiles. "You know what happens when you are bad"
"NO! Innocent people shouldn't DIE!" she yells as Spain leaves. "Please, someone come help me; mommy Spain is evil"
After that she slowly goes backs to her house. Her house consisted on tall bricks walls with guards in each door. Luckily the only area covered was the east side of her house. That way she could sneak and stare at the horizon…waiting for her hero. She thinks is out there, somewhere along with the waves that crash at her shores.
"I can't believe Spain is that-…England?" America turns his face to see the British reading the book. The only thing they have from Spain's library. America slowly sits next to England looking at the waves as they come and go…just like her.
"I know what's coming next" England looks at America with a concern look. "Is me"
"What the-? America stands and looks directly at England's green eyes. "Who says so?"
"Her history" he slowly closes the book and rests his head against a palm tree and closes his eyes. "And the book"
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