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Quickly as the wind blows the news of Spain losing little Jamaica has spread all over the Caribbean, reaching as well, of course, Spain bosses.

For her, it was the worst Christmas ever; she has lost a sister. She now clenches her arms around her only brother that was really close to little Jamaica.

"I can't believe this" Spain goes back and forth holding a necklace between his fingers. "You will pay cruel wretch"

For her Spain is sometimes odd. He's nice when it comes to brainwash them and bad when he wants to control them, so she think he deserves this, but what it hurts is that Jamaica has pay the price for his strange behavior.

"Is your fault!" slowly she lighten the embrace and goes to Spain. "You know, better than anyone else that it was your responsibility!"

"But-" Spain grabs her from her arm and frowns.

"Mother Spain, please don't treat her like that!" At last her bother has stand for her.

Since Spain brought him to her house he has never speak. He has been the only one that has witness most of the bad treating Spain gives to her sister and the rest, but he has never replied.

"Hey, a letter came from France" A tall blond man burst the door of the room while the one behind him slapped his own face. "Here!"

"First of all is Sir Spain for you and second…knock the door before you enter!" Spain yelled.

Spain starts reading the letter and slowly smiles and pats the girl that shrugged in fear. Her brother goes to her side and holds her hand tight, like a little brother always does.

"You are such an idiot, America!" England whispers. "You are NOT in your house!"

"You can leave now, useless human being" at that America get the urge to punch the Spaniard on the face, but is dragged out by the British man behind him.

England bows down and whispers some words between teeth. Outside he made the American sit down on the floor just to calm him down. England finally has the book on his hands and he is slowly putting the pieces of the puzzle together.

"Why you didn't let me kick his butt?" America stands. "For the sake of the little kids; England please!"

"Nonsense America" He smiles. "Soon you will get the chance; trust me. Have I ever lie?"

America agrees with England words and both of them move through the hallway to their guarding poses.

Inside the room Spain sits while holding both children on his arms.

"I think is time to give you a name, boy" Spain grins. "Cuba, how does it sound?"

The child slowly smiles and buries his face on Spain shoulder and fall asleep. Then, he looks at the girl and grins.

"Me? Mother Spain? She innocently asks. "You know what? I don't really care!"

She gets down from Spain's lap and goes to her room, drowning in tears.

The next day she was smiling looking at the waves bathing the shore while brushing her long wavy brown hair, she then hears a knocking on the door. When she answers the door her brother, now named Cuba, was standing there with a sad expression on his face.

"What is it?" her question was like a demand rather than a request. "Tell me!"

"France is here!" he whispers and keeps his walking to the hall. "He wants you"

Then Spain announced that France was there, visiting. He was a strange man, pointing at her in various occasions, which made her feel out of place. She then notices that Spain was protesting, but she can't hear anything from where she is right now. She also sees that France suddenly stops his track in front of two soldiers; crawling a little closer to the place she was able to hear it.

"Do I know you?" France points a blond soldier standing next to a brick wall. "I think I have met you before"

But somehow the soldier just moves away without answering, giving a smirk.

"Can I have her? The Frenchman smiles to Spain. "She will be a great lady with me"

"Again! France I told you already. No!" Spain leaves.

Maybe did he know she was important? She knows she's the protector of all the children of Spain. Every ship that may sail from Europe to there has to see her. France goes to her side and kneels down just to give her a kiss on her forehead.

"I didn't have you the good way" he pats her head. "Then, I will have you the bad way!"

Leaving those words behind, he leaves her house. She wonder want that man meant by "bad way". She isn't sure what it means, but something she is sure is that she has to tell it to Spain.

When Spain hears her words he just smiled and hugged her, something he only does when a battle is near, so her only reaction was hold him even tighter; after all he have done she loves him.

What France will do?

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