(Sealand's POV)
"Peter, why don't you understand that no one will recognize you as a country?" My older brother Arthur sighed. "I'm sorry to break it to you, but they're not going to." I had come to visit my brother Arthur today, I was trying to get some inspiration from some people who would actually talk to me.
We were sitting in chairs that were in his library, there were many bookshelves that were all filled up with boring adult novels and things like spell and potion books.
Arthur had given me some hot cocoa, it was really good! I knew deep on the inside, he cared about me... It was hard for him to express that though.
I guess I had picked the wrong person to talk to I know, but there really isn't many other people who would at least somewhat listen to me.
He was always crushing my dreams. "Why do you say something like that...? Why do you want to make me be hopeless? Why do you have to be so mean to me?!" Tears were forming in my eyes.
"Well, for one: it takes more than a ship in the ocean to become one, second of all you need more people to be a part of your 'country'. Also, last but not least, anyone who talks to you is a wank-nevermind..."
I didn't decide to protest with him, the only thing he would do is say something to hurt my feelings again. Arthur just insulted me for the thousandth time!
"Why do I even talk to you??" I clenched my fists. "I hate you! You're a butthead, I'm never talking to you Ever again!" Why did I always say that when I was upset with him? I always returned back to him annoying him just by my presence.
Well, I guess this was official... Nobody will ever recognize me as a country and I guess, I finally, finally give up on trying...
"Peter wait-" I cut him off, I could tell he was calmly, yet impatiently making his way toward me.
"Leave me alone! Can't you tell I don't want to talk to you right now?!" I snap, as I run out of his library, and as far as I could from his house in general.
~Time skippy brought to you by Sealand's hopeless advertisement to become a country~
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~You sat in the green grass in the shady woods, you were close enough to the woods to call it that at least...
You saw a young boy sit a few feet away from you, he buried his face into his knees. From a quick glimpse, you saw that he wore a sailor's outfit and a cute little sailor's hat, blue eyes, blond hair, and thick eyebrows.
You kind of thought he looked like a miniature version of that large country, England. You didn't dare say that aloud though.
You were starting to feel a bit bad for the little guy. You stand up and walk to him.
"Hey, what's your name? I'm (f/n), I'm a country in progress. You seem upset." You frown, a little concern was in your voice.
"I'm Peter, I'm also known as Sealand... Nobody really recognizes me as a country... yet. Yeah, I guess you could say that." He sighed, he lifts his face from his knees and looks at you.
He was really cute...
"Well, what's the matter? If you don't mind me asking you." You pick up a rock from the grass and threw it across the ground.
He shook his head, he copied what you just did and picked up a rock, there were only a couple left. "It's fine actually... Well, it's my brother, Arthur... He was really mean and insulting my country, it really made me sad." He sighed. "I'll never be a country."
You put your hand on his back and rubs it gently, trying to comfort him. "There's always going to be those types of people in your life who say you can't do something. It took time for big, strong countries to get to where they are today. Don't ever say that you can't, if you say that, it won't happened." Man, you were really sounding like one of those inspirational mothers who make lessons out of everything... "I have a way of how I can help you being a country too! We both can be one!"
Peter blushed. "How can you help me?" He asked.
Your eyes grew big. "Maybe, when we're older, we can unite as one and we'll be amazing together! W-We could get married!"
His mouth just hung open, you were scared of his reaction. "It was just a suggestion.." you sigh, you knew his answer would be no.
"Of course I would like to! But how will we ever see each other again?" He asked you.
You thought for a moment before responding. "Ooh! I know, we could meet here every night and talk to each other!" You say, grinning.
He liked your idea. "Yeah, I like that idea! Do you promise from here on to meet every night here?"
You nod, "I promise."
Peter pulled out an electronic device and looked down at it. "Ooh, it's getting really late now! I need to get back to my ship. I'll be sure to show it to you someday."
You giggle, "I would love to see it one day, it's too bad you have to go already... I have a couple of things before you go... I would like to let you know that in my book, I notice you as a nation..."
His eyes shined a proud blue. "Thank you, I'm honored, (f/n)! What's the last thing? You never told me about it..."
"This," you, whisper and kissed his cheek.
His face turns a bright red, touching his cheek quickly after what you did. "I've found love yahoo!" He squeals, as he prances all the way back to his ship.
You giggle watching him go back to his home, he disappeared over the hillside after awhile. " Peter... I've found love too."
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