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Sri Lanka was terrified for her precious island. It had become overrun by the much more powerful Europeans, and India was nowhere to protect her. She was forced to fend for herself. She watched the elephants playing in a river under the light of the golden sunset. Her eyes began to water when she saw two little elephants playing together under the watchful eye of their mothers. She couldn't help but think back to when her and India used to play like that, while being watched by their loving father, the Indian Empire. Their father had been great. He conquered much of Asia and fought against the Roman, Chinese, and Persian Empires. But then, he disappeared. It was as though he never existed. But India was there to keep her safe. They used to ride elephants together as they watched for intruders. But then the men of Europe came, and around that time, India disappeared as well. She was alone now. Nobody was there to protect her from the intruders from Europe. She had to protect herself. She had to protect this island, which held so many memories. She would fight the Europeans.

England headed out to travel to the island of Sri Lanka, also called Ceylon. He could see the island's shore getting closer. He could see France and Netherlands fighting, and the Netherlands was about to lose. He landed his ship and walked out onto the shore where the French and the Dutch were fighting and approached the two countries, one of which he hated with every fiber of his being. There was no way he was going to let France claim this island, Ceylon was British territory. "Hello lads, why don't you stop fighting for a second and listen to what I've got to say." England said, trying to get their attention.

France smiled. He knew exactly who was there. France could recognize England's voice even if it came from a three hundred meter long crowd of loud, obnoxious Americans and Italians, all of whom were shouting at the top of their lungs. So England wanted this island too, huh. That would never happen "Ohonhonhon, why should I listen to you? Everyone knows I am superior to you! I will be the big brother of this island. It will be a wonderful French colony." he said, laughing.

England growled at his ancient foe. "Shut up and listen to me, you smelly frog!" he snapped at France. "Why don't we all go and ask whoever represents this island who they want as a big brother?" England suggested with a slight smirk. He knew that he had the upper hand here. England had something, or someone, that neither Netherlands nor France had, and his name was India.

Sri Lanka smiled as the three Europeans got closer. They couldn't see her yet, but she could see them. That was only because she was riding an elephant, of course. Because she was so high up, she could see things that were farther away from her. That made elephants perfect for watching the island for intruders. It meant that you could see intruders from far away, that you knew of their presence before they knew of yours, and that you had a lot more time to prepare for a confrontation than you would if you were on the ground. Sri Lanka knew that the Europeans were here and she would resist them and fight with everything she had.

There they right were. The Europeans were right there, in front of Sri Lanka. They still could not see her, though. Her beloved and loyal elephants, in spite of their large size, were well camouflaged in the monsoon jungles which they called home. She had her entire herd with her, and they were ready to fight. "In the names of Ganesha* and Kartikeya*, my brave warriors, I command you to charge!" Sri Lanka said in Hindi*, with a voice that, although young and tinted with fear, was strong, powerful, and filled with sheer determination. At the command of their leader, the loyal army of twenty powerful animals, each one weighing between 5 and 7 tons, charged at England, France, and Netherlands.

The three European countries were shocked and terrified when a herd of massive Asian Elephants charged at them after a voice that sounded like it came from a child had shouted something in a foreign tongue. England recognized the language. It was Hindi. India used to speak it before England had taught him English. India still speaks Hindi, but usually only when he is talking to himself or to the human natives in India.

The nations could only watch as the herd charged at them. Riding on the back of the elephant which appeared to be the Matriarch* was a small girl who looked to be between the ages of five and seven. They knew that she had to be the one who represented the island, and these animals were the only army she had to fight them with. The girl was weak, elephants on the other hand were not. They realized that they could be defeated by a bunch of animals. It didn't matter if those animals were incredibly powerful, it would be horribly humiliating to be defeated by an army of animals led by a little girl. "Please stop, we don't mean you any harm!" France shouted in a scared voice. He looked like he would wet himself from fear."

England laughed. "Does the little froggy-woggy want his mumsie-wumsie?" He said in a pretend baby voice, making France growl at him like an angry dog. "You don't need to worry poppet, we only want to talk to you." England told the girl in a calm and gentle voice.

Sri Lanka could tell from the gentle nature of the man's voice that he meant no harm."Stop!" she commanded her elephants and they obeyed. She got off of the elephant that she had been riding, went up to the older nations, and asked them what they wanted to tell her.

England sighed as France told the girl that he was there to take care of her as a little sister. The girl was his and India's sister and he would raise her, not that bloody frog faced, wine loving, perverted git. "Not so fast, git. Remember that the girl gets to choose." England told France.

France smirked when England said that. "Ohonhonhon. I almost forgot. Of course she gets to chose. Come with big brother France. We have delicious food." He said, holding out a plate of escargot.

Sri Lanka wrinkled her face at the sight of that food. "Yuk!" she exclaimed. "That looks nasty. I want curry."

England smiled. The girl had said she wanted curry. "I'll be right back." England said as he headed to his ship. He would get India to come back to the girl with him holding a dish of curry.

France was shocked. "How can this be? How can it be that she called his world-famous food nasty. That was gourmet escargot made by France, not burnt scones made by England, but the girl said "yuk." Yuk was a word which when applied to cooking, was only used to describe England's scones.

Sri Lanka noticed the man with the eyebrows return, followed by a familiar face which she had for so long a time longed to see. It was her big brother India, and he had brought her curry. Her beloved big brother had come back. She ran up to India and embraced him, tears of shock and joy flowing in rivers upon her cheeks. "Oh India, Is it really you? I've missed you so much." She cried.

India smiled at Sri Lanka, crying just as much as she was. "Sri Lanka. It is really me. I've been so worried about you. Please come back with me to England's house. It is really nice there. England is like the big brother Pakistan* never was."

Sri Lanka nodded. "I'll follow you anywhere big brother! Just don't leave me all alone again. I love you so much!" she said as India wiped her tears away. Turning to England, she said "Thank you for bringing India back, new big brother England."

England smiled at the girl. "You're welcome, poppet." he told her. He was happy to be given another chance to be a good big brother, but in his mind there was a shadow of a doubt. Would raising Sri Lanka truly heal the wound left on his heart by America's leaving him, or would the past repeat itself and break England's heart even more.

*Ganesha is the Hindu god of wisdom. His animal symbol is the elephant.

*Kartikeya is the Hindu god of war

*Hindi is a language spoken in India and Sri Lanka.

*The matriarch is the leader of an elephant herd. She is usually the oldest and wisest in the herd.

*Pakistan is a country above India. Pakistan and India hate each other and fight a lot.