Family

183 8 4
                                    


America/ Alfred POV-

A brutal snowstorm was currently hitting us. Trees outside were shaking aggressively swinging their branches, it was like no other storm I had scene back at my place, but what did I expect this is Russia after all. Me, Canada, France and England where making some soup. I was mixing the the soup while Canada added ingredients now and then, next to us England and France chopped up ingredients. Well technically France chopped ingredients and supervised England, as he didn't trust him in the kitchen alone.

Most people would see this as a nice family bonding time threw tragedy, a glimmer of hope inside and apocalypse but it was actually the opposite. The air was thick, with the sound of bubbling soup and the hard pressure of the knife landing on the cutting board.

Chop
Chop
Chop

Fallowed with the occasional sound of

Splash
Splash
Splash

"You know I thought, maybe once we're all out of this dimension we could go take a trip, I'm sure we could all need a vacation" France suggested "it could be like a mini surprise for all the nations." I grit my teeth, holding on to the small wooden spoon I was mixing with "Oh, well I'm sure that keeping the trip a SECRET will be hard for me and Canada but I'm sure, you TWO will be just fine!" I replied exaggerating some words.

I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder looking over to see Canada, he say in a soft voice "America, please, not now..." I sighed and went back to stirring the liquid, "I'm just stating facts bro... but I guess your right" I side eyed England too make sure I could see his reaction.

"We don't need fallow the orders of RANDOM men."

A large gasp could be heard fallowed by a loud sturdy chopping sound, England's green eyes had gone wide. He was stunned in disbelief. "Random men!?! I raised you boy, you are my son!" Arthur declared poking me on the chest on the chest but not hard enough too push me back.

"My dad!!? We both now know that isn't true anymore, or ever truly!!! You just stole me and Matthew from are true mother and hid it from us all these years!!!" At this point the soup was long forgotten, with the tension happening I wouldn't be surprised if this turned into a fist fight. I was surprised when Canada didn't hold me back, I guess he just wants answers as much as me. "Chéri the soup"- "not now frog!!" England yelled slapping Frances' hand away from him, in any other circumstance this would be frowned upon but with France and England's history it was but a mosquito bite.

"It was normal back that if I could do the same thing again now I would have done it completely different!" England protested. "OH REALLY, YOUR SAYING THAT IT WAS COMPLETELY OKAY TOO PRACTICALLY KIDNAP CHILDREN BACK THEN!?! HUH?!!" I scream loudly not caring if the people downstairs heard us, but that was the straw that broke the camels back. England looked like a wild animal ready too attack at any moment.

France quickly held him back and Canada did the same for me but that did not heal my anger, France tried to calm England, holding him tight within his arms. "Angleterre! Control yourself! They are new world countries, they do not understand." France held firm before the green eyed man gave up by letting the breath he was holding out. "L-l-let's all get back to cooking..." Matthew said clearly a bit worried with the events that had just occurred.

We went back to cooking and finished the big pot of soup.

Us with other nations chose to have some privacy while we ate and talked with the unions, while everyone had their soup downstairs the axis and allies of both worlds to eat upstairs too Russia's dining hall where Ludwig was studying before and discussed are plan of action. "So let's review, France and England are both gone along with pretty much most of the castle, and the axis have recruited some of your own enemies from your world. With each second we do nothing the more powerful the axis get, so calculating that with the fact that this is about too be are third night in Russia's basement, that means they've gotten around 30% of there powers back by midnight. That's all correct?" Germany asked unsure.

Russia stepped up from his chair with a wicked stare, "I would like to remind you that my sister is still kidnapped. I am giving you my house as shelter, you could at least remember my family da?" We had completely forgotten about Ukraine and Russia wasn't very happy about it. In fact looking at his wrist I realized that he had made a bracelet composed of the flowers from his sister flower crown that had been left behind, most people would see this as cute but I just tried my best not too puke from the blood stains that had permanently stained the flowers. "Right, any suggestions on what we should? America? How about you" the brown the German said pushing up his glasses.

Yet something was off about my American counterpart, he played with his spoon looking down at the soup, barely listening to the conversation, "Hmm? Oh yeah good..." that was the true conformation that something was going on, "America are you-a okay?" Italy asked looking at America's depressed figure

"Yeah I've just been thinking" "thinking about?..." he said hoping that he would catch on "I've been thinking about the states... they're still locked in the bunker at my house along with Canada's province, I mean yeah they can fend for themselves of course I trust them completely! But some I worry more about..." He finally admitted waving his arms around a bit. "I can't lie, I have been thinking about the province's but also the other capitals," Canada had the job of there teacher she was a large aspect in the life of each of kid. The wind blew harder and harder by the second, the curtains barely even serving there use with the strong wind, "well... I suppose if you are to check on them I would suggest you do it now, before it gets worse" I got up not looking back at Francis and Arthur I didn't want to see them. For now it was time for me to do something I would never have thought of doing, with America and Canada....






I went to find my family

Hetalia meets countryhumansWhere stories live. Discover now