Texaco Tales: The Beginning!
A small house, in the Mexican desert….
One young boy and a teen girl were at a wooden table, setting down a various amounts of food. They lived in a small, humble yet comfortable house. Although they were relatively separated from the nearest town, the two were content with their somewhat lonely lifestyle. They were not rich, yet they were not destitute either. It was in this perfect harmony that these these two lived happily.
The girl watched the young boy shove rice and meat into his mouth with glee. He wiped his dirty fingers on the table and his pants. "Mmm, Mizz Mexico, this is so good!" He exclaimed.
Mexico smiled as she wiped Texas's face with a napkin. "Thank you dear," She said, "But you can just call me Mexico."
Texas grinned as Mexico poured another scoop of rice onto his plate. He began devouring the mix of rice, tomatoes and meat. "Okay, Mexico. Whatever you want," He replied.
He looked up from the plate. "Hey Mexico," He started.
"Yes?" Mexico asked as she began eating her own portion of food.
"You're not an independent country, are you?" Texas asked.
Mexico sighed. "No, I'm just a colony for a country in Europe," She answered.
Texas nodded. "Spain, isn't it? He invaded you some time ago," He added.
"He attacked my father," Mexico corrected, "He took him prisoner and killed him. Then he took men in and taught me his language…"
"Oh," Texas looked down, "Sorry."
"It's fine," Mexico said, "Spain turned out to be really kind to me."
Texas smirked. "So he's your master?" He asked.
Mexico looked at him. "Are you implying something?" She questioned.
Texas arched his eyebrows. "Am I?" He repeated.
Mexico ruffled Texas's hair. "That dirty mind of yours!" She shouted.
"I'm a grown boy!" Texas hollered.
"You are, but I'm still older," Mexico laughed as she took her own plate. "Are you finished with your plate?"
Texas nodded, and Mexico dropped them in the sink. She glanced at the clock ticking above her. "Look at the time, it's so late. Texas, why don't we get ready for bed?"
Texas groaned. "It's not that late…" He grumbled.
"It is. I'm going to take a bath now," She looked over at Texas. "If you want to, you can join me." She winked, and Texas turned red.
Mexico was in a nightgown, while Texas was in a light shirt and shorts, sipping on hot chocolate.
"And another day passed," Texas mumbled.
"Working hard, but with little reward…" Mexico added, "I wonder when we'll be able to gain more money. I was rich when I was young, but now I'm just toiling away."
"Don't worry about it!" Texas exclaimed, "I'll work long and hard, and I'll buy you a big house, with the strongest horses and the best soil in all the land!"
Mexico chuckled. "Then I'll wait until then," She said, putting an arm around Texas. "My little hard worker."
Texas grinned. "I'll buy you a house or gold, I promise!"
"You better keep that promise," Mexico smiled, leaned down and kissed Texas on the cheek. "I'm counting on you."
Texas blushed, startled by her kiss. "I-um, yeah! Count on me!"
Mexico stood up, yawning. "Alright, I'm going to bed, good night," She turned and walked into her room, but stopped. "Texas." She said, "What is it?"
She turned around and saw Texas in front of her, his face completely red.
Mexico sighed. "Do you want to sleep with me?" She asked.
Texas nodded. Mexico smiled as she opened the door to her room. She slid into her bed, scooting over so Texas can crawl in.
The two lie in bed, the room completely devoid of light. Mexico lie on her back, looking at the ceiling. She felt Texas snuggle up her. Mexico turned and felt Texas's hair.
"I love you…" Texas whispered.
Mexico smiled, and hugged him tightly. "I love you too," She whispered back. She felt Texas squirming, and imagined him being embarrassed. She closed her eyes, her mind filled with great hopes and dreams.
The next morning Mexico and Texas were both out in the fields when a woman on a horse came galloping forward. "Señora!" She called.
Mexico ran over, where the rider handed her a letter. Texas dropped his equipment and walked over to Mexico.
Mexico let out a little gasp, crumbling the letter. "Thank you," She told the rider, who then galloped off.
"Is something wrong?" Texas asked, leaning over to see Mexico's face.
Mexico wiped the tears from her eyes. "Spain is sailing over to the New World to visit us," she announced, "I haven't seen him in years."
Texas noted her blushing face and overjoyed tone of voice.
Hey! I'm back once again, this time with a story arc! This is the first of many chapters, detailing the story of Mexico, Texas and the others countries that interacted with them! I hope you enjoy this arc, as this was one of the first ones I came up with.
Also, I have started two new stories: Brave New World and Apocalypse Royale! They are the more serious type, so if you have the stomach, please check it out!
And so, this chapter comes to a close. Until Next time!