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"America! BRAT stop IT!"England voice was the only thing that could be heard in the middle of the night as well as the ripping of the pages.
"Let's short this story! Is getting quite LONG!" he says still ripping pages of the book. "Besides I want to see my part!"
"READ!" he takes the half-broken book from the American hands. "Why the bloody hell you want to do that?"
"Because the one that wrote THAT thing" he pointed to some of the pages scattered on the floor. "Probably didn't have anything else to do"
"America? Is THAT is who I think it is?" England moved the America few inches close to him.
"RUSSIA!" both said in unison and run into the direction Russia was.
The tall Russian man was happily speaking with two other people, Cuba and her. Russia was very kind to them; they heard that he was going to give a few presents to Cuba, so the two brothers were exited. But, they kind of froze when then Russian delivered missiles to Cuba.
"Well, I'm going back home, da" The Russian smiles. "Do whatever you want with them"
Cuba quickly send his sister back to her home and started messing with Russia's gifts, but suddenly one gets fired.
"I hope nothing happens" he nervously smiles.
Day passes and nothing seems to happen. Cuba, now all grow up, was walking down the beach until he trips and bumps into a tall-blue eyed boy, which by the expression of his face wasn't happy.
"Is that!" England said surprised, the American simply watched in silence, but with a smile between his teeth.
"Who are you?" Cuba said with a sign of confusion. "What do you want?"
"My name's America and I want to know WHO sunk The Maine" he teen said angry.
Cuba started to sweat and to choke at his own words, but after a little instant an image of his older sister rushed his worried mind.
"Spain! It was Spain America!" he yelled at the blond young teen that just moved away.
Over the distance Spain was sitting under a palm tree with his daughter at his left side. Spain was, somehow depressed, most of his children now belong to England, France or Netherlands, and he was left alone, only Cuba and her were the only one left at his side.
"Sweetheart! Forgive me for everything I did to you!" tears began to fell from Spain emerald eyes.
She quickly stands and firmly presses her hands against Spain shoulders and her brown delicate eyes pierced Spain green ones. He surprised by his daughter action backed down a little.
"Mother! You were always there for me! She paused. "I have nothing to forgive you!" she holds him on a tight in a in an embrace.
Lying in his arms so close together saying words she didn't think she could possibly think she could said aloud, but they simply came out. Spain smiled between his crying, but he didn't want to break the embrace.
"You're Spain!"
Both Spain and his daughter looked back in surprised. For her, he was handsome, though in his face there was a sign of hate. His blue eyes have pierced her heart that increased speed each time he took a step to them.
"Yes, I'm Spain and what-
"Why did you attack me?" the young American said. Spain opened his mouth is amazement. Attack?
"You want war? Then let's have it! The young American yelled.
"NO! Please! Mother Spain can't take another war!" he sobbed and felt to her knees. "I will do anything!"
"AMERICA!" England slapped America on his head that just ripped another page of Spain's book.
"Seriously! England TOO long!" America shouted to the British trying to take the book away.
"Thank you!" A voice was heard over the distance. England and America looked at the direction of the voice. "That was I wanted to hear" America added.
America grabbed England from his sleeve and pulled him closer to see the girl and him when he was younger talking.
"It still hurt me that Mother Spain sells me for 20 million dollars, but…"
"You will be fine with me!" young America said. "What's your name? He smiled
"America! My name is…Puerto Rico!" she laughs and both of them walked away.
Somehow both America and England sit under the palms tree and stared at the distance and without knowing they fell asleep.
"America! England! WAKE UP! A Spaniard voice was heard on the black.
With eyes mid-open they both looked at Spain smiling and waving his hands to both of them!
"Thanks for helping me clean my library!" he laughs
"What just happen?" was the only thing they managed to say.
The End!
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