Later on that afternoon
New Spain woke up in a room that smelled so much like Spain. She recognized the smell it had once comforted her, but now it worried her. She loved his scent; it had a mixture of sweat, sea, dirt, tomatoes and bull fighting, which she knew to be his pastime. He wasn't in that room with her, so she figured that this had to be his room. There was no other explanation for what she could smell. She got off the queen size bed but it was very difficult since her feet could not reach the floor. She fell down hard on the moving floor below her. She wanted to cry and wail out for her mother, but then thought otherwise. Then she remembered why she had gotten up in the first place, she had to go pee badly. She looked at her surroundings; the room had two small windows that had red curtains on them with a golden lace on both of them, the bed was high up and was a queen size one it had red curtains around it but they were all placed to the side, the floors were wooden and polished to the extent that you could easily see your reflection in them, a large wooden closet that was as equally polished, a mirror which New Spain doubted Spain used because his hair was always messy, the walls had paintings of the Mother Mary, Jesus, the Queen and King of Spain, there was also of Spain back when he was a lot younger, a medium size desk that contained maps and a bunch of other things that seemed very important, the room had three doors in them. One door lead to a balcony, New Spain was sure of it because she could hear the ocean coming form that door. The other two she was quite not so sure where they lead, but she did not care as long as they would lead her into a bathroom and fast before she relieved herself on the floor.
She opened the door that was right next to the closet and was relieved to see a bathroom inside. She closed the door behind her, placed the toilet seat down, pulled down her underwear down to her ankles and sat down on the toilet in order to relieve herself. Once she was done she wiped herself, pulled up her underwear, and walked towards the sink in order to wash her hands clean.
She got out of the bathroom and walked towards the balcony's door. There was Spain his back was turned towards her; he seemed so peaceful as he would in hale the oceans scent. "New Spain, we are leaving your lands and we will return to them, eventually," these were the words that Spain spoke.
"Why am I going with you? Usually when you leave I stay behind with… with my… my…" she couldn't say it she couldn't bring herself to say mom, because her mom no longer existed. Mama Azteca was no more she had left her and now she belonged to Spain. She cried just like Spain had done when he found Azteca's blood soaked body on the stone floor. Not out of sadness but out of anger at everyone. Now she felt so alone and needed someone to hold her. To comfort her and lie to by telling her that everything will be alright that nothing will change. That was exactly what Spain did for her, he held her tight and he saw that in her tiny eyes he had become her world. New Spain clung to Spain as if something in her mind and heart told her that if she were to let go the world would stop spinning and night and day would never return.
"Cry, all you want, my darling," Spain soothed the frightened little girl he held in his arms "tears are good for you."
Suddenly Spain herd a loud growl similar to an adult jaguar's that he was afraid that someone must have gotten one instead of a cub as he had requested. Then Spain finally realized that it wasn't a jaguar that had made that sound, but New Spain that had actually made that noise and began to laugh.
"Whose hungry, is it you, New Spain? Are you hungry?" Spain teased her. New Spain stopped clinging on to Spain for getting why she had been crying in the first place. Now she was angry at Spain for teasing her and began to pull on his cheeks and hair hoping to cause him enough pain to make him stop, but to no avail he would just laugh it off. Then she began to kick and punch, but still he would just chuckle at her attempts to try to make him stop. Since that didn't work she did thing that would always seemed to stop him, but did not seem to remember which was placing her mouth on the Spaniard's nose, she did not bite; however, it always seemed to annoy him.
"New Spain, I am not food. Common let's go eat," Spain told New Spain. He began to walk towards his bedroom door, as soon as he got there; there were two trays of food already inside. One must have been for him and the other for New Spain. Spain's dish contained chicken rice, lamb chops in tomato sauce and a glass of claras (lemon beer), as for New Spain it had enchiladas de Puerco, a small bottle of hot sauce just incase it the food wasn't spicy enough and a glass of horchata. They ate as Spain would talk about his homeland and boast about how much she would soon come to love it as well. "Oh did I forget to mention that you have five older siblings living with me," said Spain.
This almost caused New Spain to choke had it not been for the horchata. "Well yes you have that many siblings and you are so far the youngest. There names are Cuba, Belize, Panama, Guatemala, and El Salvador. I adopted them and just like you they are my little brothers and sisters," Spain explained to the little girl in front of him.
"Oh, don't scare me like that, Imbecile!" New Spain shouted at Spain.
"Lovely, a bit of Romano is starting to rub of on you too," Spain smirked, "by the way, I got you some of your animal friends on aboard that way you won't get homesick."
"Spain, what is homesick? Is it like food poisoning? Or more like a cold?" New Spain asked. She was curious, in fact she had never even heard of the word before now.
"Let me see homesick is the feeling you get when you miss your home. The only way you don't catch it is by eating food from that reminds you of home and playing with friends and family. So I brought you some trees that are found in your house in order to plant in my garden and some animals from your house," Spain explained.
"Spain, who did you bring along?" New Spain asked. She was afraid that he would have brought someone who was not very nice like Rattle Snake.
"Well let me see, I brought a jaguar cub, a rattle snake, a baby alligator, Oro your golden eagle, a donkey, a wolf cub and a coyote cub. That is pretty much it," said Spain.
"Throw the rattle snake over board!" exclaimed a very frightened New Spain.
"Why New Spain don't you like the Rattle Snake?" asked a very confused Spain.
"You don't get it do you? In my house we don't keep rattle snakes as pets we usually kill them and feed them to Oro when we cannot find any mice to feed it!" explained a very freaked out New Spain.
"Why do you do that?" asked Spain.
"Because they can kill you if they bite you," New Spain said between tears, "and I don't want you to die, Spain. I love you, Spain you are all I have left in the world. I just don't want to loose you as well."
"You know that it takes more than poison to kill a country, New Spain," said Spain as he tried to calm down New Spain.
"You don't get it do you!" shrieked New Spain.
"Get what, New Spain, your not making any sense. What is so dangerous about a rattle snake?" Spain asked a very fearful New Spain.
"Mama Azteca told me that Papa Maya died because he got bitten by a rattle snake. Now do you understand what I am talking about?" asked a very tearful New Spain.
"I am sorry, I didn't know," said Spain as he got up from his seat and walked towards New Spain. He picked her up and got a hold of her and began to say "Don't worry I will throw the rattle snake over board if it upsets you that much."
Then he began to kiss her tears away when out of no where a tomato hit Spain on the face. "Spain you dirty old man get your hands off of New Spain!" shouted Romano.
"Oh hello Romano, did you have a good nap?" asked Spain.
"Don't you 'did you have a good nap?' me. I know what you were about to do to New Spain. Here I thought France was the perverted one, but it turns out that you are both as equally as perverted. New Spain come here," Romano commanded.
"Okay," replied New Spain as she pulled out of Spain's arms. She walked towards Romano who took a hold of her and began to walk her to his room which was right across the hall.
"Romano, who on earth is France? And what is a pervert?" asked New Spain.
"France is a very weird guy that lives right next door to Spain. Try to stay way from him at all times. And a pervert is some one who does very gross things and watches a lot of porn," explained Romano.
"Okay, so Romano what is porn?" asked New Spain.
"I'll tell you when you are older," replied a very embarrassed Romano.
"Romano, what's it like in Spain's house?" asked New Spain.
Romano began to tell her how it was like to live with Spain. He also told her about the bull fighting that happens in Spain. Then tried to tell her that the bulls didn't feel a thing so that she would stop saying "Poor bully, poor bully." Romano he even talked about his girly little brother Italy who people thought he was a girl. He also told her about his Grandpa Rome, and how he had mysteriously disappeared. Romano talked all the way through dinner and until it was time for both them to fall asleep. At that time Spain came in with a towel to get New Spain and give her a bath, which Romano refused to leave in order to keep an eye on Spain, but left as soon as he found out that New Spain was not a boy but a girl. When Spain got New Spain dressed in her pajamas, he called Romano back in.
"So, Romano do you still want to have New Spain sleep in your room until we reach the shore?" teased Spain.
"I did not know she was a girl. Considering all of the kids that you brought over I just can't be so sure," shouted a very ticked off Romano. So it became decided that New Spain would sleep with Spain as it had been originally thought up.