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Guide the emperor and his sons through the extensive gardens filled with exotic plants and trees, some of them adorned with already ripe and appetizing fruits. I have to admit that the kids in the UK behaved as every child with a good bed should: calm, educated and mature. In other words, they weren't acting like children.

They just walked behind us and kept quiet. If we are honest, I envied their education, their silence and maturity so lacking in my brothers and sisters.

My plan was going to be perfect, the Spanish colonies were in the library, far away, the climate was calm and calm was breathed everywhere. Well, although the pudgy Thirteen Colonies was sweating like ice in the sun, but the boy didn't say anything and kept walking behind us.

-Father, I think we should eat something, shouldn't we?- the little Quebec spoke, looking at the American with concern.

I have to admit that I really like the little Canadian, since he is one of the few who made an effort to learn his mother tongue, his father's language and even Spanish, Norwegian and Russian.

It is what I mentioned before, the management of languages is a skill that is lost and that the majority indicates that it does not make sense. We only make up a small group of people who are still interested in learning about them without the need for a translator. I'm afraid most of my siblings belong to that disinterested group.

Eh, well, yes, that's a good point, I guess my little brothers have every right to try to preserve their native languages before thinking about learning foreign ones. I have never thought about it.

Ok, but where did I stay? Oh yeah! The garden. The UK Emperor, noticing his small colony almost melting to nothing, and his fiancée's son in an almost similar situation, suggested that it would be a good idea to get some rest.

Suggestion that was promptly followed. While I was leading them to a recently built fountain, I called one of the servants to bring us some refreshments, and I asked another of the waiters to place a table and chairs for us to sit on.

Not only did they comply with orders, but they even put up a large parasol and they didn't skimp on the fruits.

God, even if the UK company and his comments made me nervous, I have to admit that that afternoon was very calm and beautiful. Company aside, I think this was the first time in such faraway territory that I felt calm.

But the peace did not last long.

-Therefore, those garments instead of...- while the Englishman lectured on why men would look better in Greek togas half covering their masculine torsos, he was interrupted by what he hoped would never come down from the library.

-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!- Peru suddenly appeared mounted on a pig twice its size, holding on to the animal as if his life depended on it.

"Catch him!" Rio de la Plata yelled loudly. My little brothers and sisters chased the pig with sticks, brooms, and slingshots.

-Do not let go Peru! Let's go!- Nueva España, despite being the highest, ran very slowly.

-Leave him alone!- Cuba took a rock and threw it, but it had so little sense that it ended up destroying the emperor's teacup.

-What the...- UK got angry, no one messed with his imported tea- Stop in this instant you rascals- she asked almost loudly while his children laughed out loud.

I? No, I stayed seated.

I had guided those territories so much to the other side of the castle under construction, so much prayer and anxiety because my family will not meet the other, not at all.

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