aph hetalia i am country

Kind of reminds me of when I was born as a nation.

It's really a small one, and it doesn't understand anything.

"Brother, were you in a daze just now?"

"Yes."

"Is that brother sleeping?"

I followed the direction Al pointed and saw Francis who was still covering his body after being beaten on the ground by me just now.

Me: "...Yes, we can leave him alone."

"Brother, why are you here?"

He looked at me with blue eyes.

It's the purest blue I've ever seen.

【"... Efforts may not necessarily lead to success, but doing nothing will change nothing."】

If so.

If it's true I haven't tried hard enough.

If history can really be changed, it's just that I haven't worked hard yet.

I looked into Al's blue eyes, and stretched out my arms to hug his small body.

"Al..."

"?"

"Be my brother, will you?"

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I am very envious of those who can write a lot of literary words and philosophical sentences, I think that is very powerful!For example, a famous quote from Ulquiorra in "Death".

【The world we live in makes no sense,

And it doesn't make sense for us to live here.

We still think about the world without meaning,

And knowing that even if you know this matter is meaningless in itself,

Also pointless. 】

Although I couldn't understand it at all at the time, I just felt very NB!There is wood!

☆, lost in cooking

"younger brother?"

Al's hazy eyes asked me for a moment, which made me blush.

"It's, it's my family, I like little Al very much!" I guess I was too excited, and I bit my tongue when I spoke.

I don't know if it's history or myself, but I liked this kid very much from the first time I saw him.

I hope he is my brother.

While I know about [-]th of July and stuff...but I'd love to see if I can change the future or something.

"Little Arthur, you are too cunning, how can I snatch little Al after kicking my brother?"

If God can let me make a wish, I must let Francis die first.

Didn't you see the atmosphere? !

I'm almost winning, okay? !

"Then let Al decide who to go with," I gave Francis a middle finger.

The reason why I talk to him and beat him like this is because I know he won't do it against me, although I don't know why.

"Okay, I am French enough to be fashionable and charming." Francis said as he brushed his hair, wondering if it was my illusion that I really smelled a little perfume.

It smells pretty good.

I thought so and Francis winked at me.

"……nausea."

I continued to mock him.

But Al seemed to be very interested, and his eyes showed a look of liking.

"So what? I, Great Britain, also have military equipment and knowledge that I am proud of. Have you forgotten how you were defeated by me, you Frenchman?"

"military?"

Al looked at me again, hesitantly.

At this time, I seemed to see a dark sly color in Francis' eyes.

In the next second, he didn't know where to get out of a car full of food, and then said in his charming voice, "Brother, I still have delicious food~"

I felt a crisis for a while, and immediately turned to the group of people who accompanied me: "Bring up all our delicious food!"

"Master Arthur..."

A person raised his head weakly and looked at each other.

Me: "..." Whoops.

This is my first thought.

I started as a Chinese... I can't cook very well.

shit.

For the first time in my life, I feel that I know why I have traveled to England... Is it because I am the most disgusting and historically consistent? ? ? ! ! !

I lost countless drops of blood in an instant and felt like I would never be in love again.

I actually lost out on the characteristics of my hometown...

Food……

I still feel reconciled.

Just when my guts were turning green listening to the Frenchman's mocking laugh.

I feel a warm little hand touching my hair.

I looked up for a moment and saw Al looking at me worriedly.

I was a little stunned.

"Big brother, don't cry."

"Al also likes big brother."

Me: "...Really?"

Al smiled innocently at me and hugged me: "Yeah!"

I returned to Al in a daze, then mechanically turned my head to look at the bewildered Francis and posed a scissors hand to him.

Francis: "………………………………Why does God treat my brother like this?!"

☆, my brother (repair)

Even though I knew Al would go with me, I didn't expect things to go that smoothly.

"elder brother?"

"What's wrong?" I lowered my head and stroked Al's golden hair, he stretched out his arms to me and looked at me expectantly.

Of course I knew what he was going to do, so I put my hand through his armpit and picked him up easily.

Al happily clapped his hands and kissed me on the face, and put his arms around my neck with a smile: "I like my brother the most!"

I look at Al.

I don't know how long this day will last.

too long.

Not to mention for us as a country.

I have long since forgotten how long I have not seen a history book that has probably turned yellow, and I have long since forgotten the words in it.

I don't know how long it will be Independence Day, and I don't know what will happen to me [UK] at that time.

but……

I want to live quietly with the people I like and the people who like me like now.

Even though tragedy loves me, let me know that this situation cannot last forever.

"Brother?" Al asked me with his blue eyes, "Does your brother like Al?"

"Well, I like it very much."

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Al was not what I imagined a child would be.

……

When I saw him happily circling with a cow and happily flying the cow away.

Sure enough, this is the power that will become a world power in the future?

I thought self-evidently.

"Brother, I want to eat your cooking!"

"Yes, is that so, hahahaha...Since Al, you wish so much, then I will cook as hard as I can!"

I never thought that Al likes to eat my cooking so much, and I feel a little embarrassed that few people ask me to cook. Well, it was the French guy who was jealous of my craftsmanship and said that my cooking was unpalatable!

Definitely is!

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"I like to eat whatever my brother cooks!"

"Then..." I glanced at the cow that was just thrown out by Al and nodded, "Let's make beef stew."

Niu: "..." Meow meow? ? ? ! ! !

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As much as I love Al, that doesn't mean I go back every day.

It wasn't long before that bastard Francis and I had another kid named Matthew, from Canada.

In other words, Matthew is now the child of me and Francis... I don't think it's right to describe it?

Well, it's our two younger brothers.

I swear, I really didn't know that this child was from Canada because my own history is also very poor. When I learned that this child was from Canada, the black question mark on my face.

……………It turns out that Britain and Canada are also related in history……………

I was full of these words.

This child looks quite similar to Al, but his personality is quite different. If Al is the lively sun that spreads heat, then Matthew must be the gentle and quiet moon.

I don't know what history will do to us, but this kid is really cute.

"Maybe you and Al can become good friends in the future."

I sat on the rock and held Matthew in my arms and said to myself.

"Al?"

Matthew's voice was weak, as soft as glutinous rice.

I stroked his hair with a smile and looked at his "coaxed" blushing face and said with a smile: "It's the same country as you, and it looks very similar to you."

"Is he brother Arthur's brother too?"

"Yes."

【"Maybe you can become good friends with Al in the future."】

Matthew looked at me and seemed to have made up his mind: "I, we will definitely be good friends!"

"..." This, this child is so cute! ! ! !

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"Francis! What kind of knowledge did you bastard instill in Matthew! Get the labor and capital out of Canada!"

I directly kicked Francis' door open and threw the book in Francis's face: "What are you showing him!!"

"That's because little Arthur, don't be angry~ Isn't this thought grabbing from a doll~" Francis blinked at me and I went up to him and gave him a punch.

"Go away! He's a boy, you bastard French!"

Ahhhhh!The Frenchman shouldn't have been involved in the first place.

God knows I went to see Matthew, and when I saw him pointing at the "xxxx" book with innocent eyes, I almost vomited a mouthful of blood stuck in my throat.

【"Matthew, wait for me."

Matthew: "?"

"I'm going to kill that bastard now." I said very seriously. 】

Francis, who was beaten by me, lay on the ground, covered his face, and then looked back at me pitifully: "Little Arthur, since you bullied my brother, I hurt my brother too much."

"..." I couldn't help but twitched the corners of my mouth to be too lazy to talk to him, "I've decided to raise Matthew by myself, he can't follow you anymore!"

I thought he would keep paddling on the ground, but the next second I was taken aback when my hand was pulled back.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

I rolled my eyes at Francis who was holding me, trying to shake off his hand but he held it tightly.

What's wrong with this guy?

"Little Arthur fights with me every day because of my brother's affairs. My brother is so sad and sad." Francis suddenly let go of his hand and raised his eyebrows at me. Miss little Arthur that day."

Me: "...what?"

"It's still the cutest little Arthur who kept hugging me when he was drunk, cried and looked at me acting like a baby with tears in his red nose, by the way, that day you..."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! I want to go to war with you!!! Get Canada and what you said just now!"

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☆、Blue Daisy 【Al】

"Brother, brother!"

As soon as I stepped out of the ship, little Al suddenly jumped out of the grass and threw himself into my arms.

"I really can't do anything about you... I, I'm not as excitable as you," although he said it, but his face turned red for some reason, and he hugged Al tightly.

Sure enough, my brother is so cute!

"Then Brother Arthur doesn't want to see me?"

"Ah? No, no...it's nothing like that, I'm quite happy too...just a little happy!"

I don't know why I feel that the more I explain, the more I can't explain clearly. Al Weilan's blue eyes saw my face getting redder and redder, and suddenly he laughed and threw himself on my face.

"Come on!"

Al suddenly kissed me on the cheek.

"My favorite brother Arthur!"

Me: "..." Ahhh!so cute!

I couldn't help but the corners of my mouth turned upward.

"Okay, okay," I patted Al's hair, "How's it going?"

"Hmm..." Al seemed to think about it when he heard this question.

"?" Has Al been in trouble lately?

"Brother," Al grabbed my collar, "I want a blue flower."

"Huh? Blue flowers?"

blue flowers?There are so many blue flowers how do I know which one it is?

I put Al down, and Al thought about it carefully, picked up a branch and drew a flower on the ground.

"Daisys," Al said happily to me as if suddenly remembering something, "blue daisies!"

blue daisy?

"you want?"

"I want!"

I looked at Al's expectant eyes, and thought of my glorious and magnificent figure, I couldn't help but quiver: "Well... I can find it."

"Really?" Al's eyes brightened instantly, "Brother, I want it!"

"Ha, of course it's no problem! Leave it to me!"

But I don't know.

It turns out that this flower has been delayed by a lifetime.

When Al came back with the daisies I gave him when I came again.

I asked him where he was and he took me to a man's house.

After chatting with the boy in the room, I knew that Al kept calling someone's name.

It was the boy's dead father.

I don't understand how Al suddenly wants to send this man flowers.

It's still so early to find me.

"I used to play games with him! We're looking for daisies."

Al said that to me, but pointed at the man's child.

I suddenly understood something.

I'm going to forget.

Al is a country.

"Al..."

"Ok?"

"Let's go to see the daisies together in the future." I said awkwardly, only hoping to give the child some comfort.

He was completely ignorant of the truth.

"Okay."

"Let's go to see the daisies together," Al said with a smile to me, "just me and Brother Arthur."

The author has something to say: ... ah ah ah!History is still the plot of Hetalia, why is it so hot and troublesome!

☆, the first stage of growth

"Little Arthur, I want to kiss you~"

"Wow! Stay away from me, you BT!!!" I was so scared that I hugged Al and slapped Francis who came closer, and then backed away vigorously.

Francis looked very angry, and looked at Al pouting angrily, and his voice sounded extremely aggrieved: "Why can little Al want to kiss, brother, I will be slapped!"

Me: "...Are you a child?" How old do you still want to kiss? ? ?If I throw high to Al, will you also throw high? ? ?

Al blinked at Francis and hugged me: "Brother Al is scared!"

"It's okay, brother is here." I stroked Al's hair and glared at Francis, "Look at Al being scared by you!"

"Brother, give me a kiss!"

"Good good..."

I reluctantly kissed Al on the forehead. Why is Al so easily scared recently?Obviously the bison are not his opponents.

Francis: "..." That brat... must have done it on purpose!

"Okay, Al and I have something to do, you Frenchman, go back to your own land." I had no choice but to drive Francis back. If he stayed, it would definitely be bad for Al's education.

"Little Arthur."

"what?"

"I want to talk to little Al."

"?" I looked at him suspiciously and then at Al.

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Although I wanted to eavesdrop, I heard Francis' bell-like voice in the distance as soon as I stepped forward.

"Little Arthur is immoral to eavesdrop~"

Me: "..." Do you have clairvoyance or ears?

Al came out after a while, and I immediately grabbed his shoulder: "Did that bastard Francis say anything to you?!"

"No."

"……real?"

"Really." Al's innocent smile left me with nothing to say, but it's not like Francis' character not to say anything... It's impossible for Al to lie to me or something.

it's wired.

"Does my brother love me?"

"Of course, I like Al very much."

"...Is that so?" Like Ah, "Can my brother stay with Al all the time?"

"Huh?" This made me feel a bit embarrassed, "I... well, of course we are family."

"Yes, we are family."

Me: "..." Why is Al so strange?Sure enough, Francis brainwashed Al.

He must have threatened Al not to let Al tell me!

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"Little Al~"

Al smiled, "What's wrong?"

"Little Arthur is my brother's."

"Al doesn't know what you're talking about, Arthur is my brother."

"You are weak, but you want to own a country?" Francis was a little dismissive, "Brother, I mean Al, you are not even an independent country."

Alfred: "..."

"You are spoiled by little Arthur, don't you remember that you are a country?"

"I……"

"Don't you know how the country is conquered~"

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☆, Return my brother!

"Matthew, let's go." I took Matthew's hand and waved to Francis who was biting the handkerchief in front of me. "From today on, Matthew only belongs to my brother of the British Empire."

Francis bit his handkerchief and blinked desperately at me.

Me: "... Are your eyes cramping?"

Francis: "Little Arthur, let's discuss it~"

"If you lose, you are not qualified to talk to me." Francis, the striker who was in a good mood, saw the invisible big character "lose" pressing on him as expected.

Knowing that the other party would not give others a little advantage, Francis no longer expected anything, so he had no choice but to give up and spread his hands: "Okay, I know, so little Arthur, are you going to put Matthew in the same stocking as little Al?"

"No, I'm going to put Matthew at home. It's better for Matthew to live with me because he's shy."

Francis: "Brother, I also want to live with you~"

Me: "Go away."

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"Brother, what is this... um... biochemical item?"

Matthew asked me, pointing to the scones on the table.

"Is it your new weapon, brother?!"

Me: "..." Cub, do you feel the cold rain slapping on your brother and my face...

I finally choked up my answer: "That's... scones I made for you."

Matthew: "..."

"It's fine if I fall..."

Sure enough, my cooking skills are negative? !Why? !Why does that little bitch Ai Xuebi smash all the heroines in other novels can cook but I can't? !Racial scorn?I used to be Chinese too, okay? !

"No..." Matthew moved the scones to himself before I did, and then swallowed: "I, I...I like brother Arthur's scones very much!"

Although I know he is comforting me, but... Matthew, your death-defying expression is a bit too heroic...

"It's okay, someday I'll finish my cooking and you can eat it."

Matthew: "..." Maybe that day will never arrive...

I reached out to take it back, but Matthew seemed to see what I was thinking. The second I was about to take it away, Matthew suddenly grabbed something with closed eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!"

He must have choked on eating too fast, so he immediately gave him a glass of water: "You choked on everything because you ate in such a hurry..."

I rowed his back to make him feel better, and when he regained his composure, Matthew looked at me with crying eyes: "Very... very, very delicious!"

"..." Is this child just trying to comfort me?

In fact, I have been invincible in all battles. After all, my cooking skills have been severely despised by the French. I don’t know how many times.

"Thank you."

I stroked Matthew's hair and kissed him.

The younger brother is really the best.

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I have been at home with Matthew for a long time recently and I haven't seen Al for some days.

So I boarded the ship right away to meet Al, who was probably still playing hide-and-seek with butterflies in the grass.

↑ I thought so naively.

Wait for me to arrive at the location.

"You, you, you, you, you, you!" With trembling hands, I pointed at the young man in front of me who might be taller than me, feeling my little heart flutter.

"Ah? It's Arthur! Welcome~ hero, I'm cleaning up the house."

"..." Who the fuck are you? !What about my little Al? !Where's Al? !What about the younger brother who plays hide-and-seek in the grass and likes to play with butterflies? !I didn't graduate from high school, don't lie to me!