Hello World! I Am Philippines! (Hetalia Philippines Fanfic)

Rebelion

The Kingdom of Spain and The Colony Philippines

[[Philippines]]

It was just another normal day at Spain's house. Romano and Spain pluck tomatoes from vines while I pluck mangoes from trees, which is not too far from them.

After filling the basket with ripe delicious looking mangoes, I went over to them. They seem to be having a conversation.

"Spain, I don't want to live with you anymore."

I felt my heart drop.

"Romano? Anything wrong?" Spain asks.

"Ah! Spain, you see... Romano isn't feeling well." I intervened and tried to smile.

"No! I'm feeling well! Philippines, don't even try to stop me!" Romano yells, dropping his basket of tomatoes.

Then he points at Spain. "I want to be free, Spain. I want independence!"

There was a small fight between them, just shouting and yelling. I didn't stop them, I don't have the right to stop Romano's desire to leave Spain's house.

And... the inevitable happened. They fought, and Romano won. Meaning... he has every right to leave.

"You're really going to leave?" I said, watching Romano pack his things.

"I want to be with my brother, I don't want to be with Spain anymore. He's too attached." He replied, finished packing. "I want to be on my own. I want to try living without Spain."

"I'll miss you. I'll miss hearing your yell and complains, the mess you make, and all the embarassing things you would do." I laughed to lighten up the mood.

"I'll miss your food, I'll miss the mistakes you would always do, I'll miss making fun of you... and I'll miss having someone who would look out for me." Romano stands up and looks at me.

"It was nice growing up with you." I smiled.

"Same here." He hugs me and I hugged him back.

"Don't tell this to anyone." He warns.

"Yeah... I won't." I chuckled.

The door opens, revealing Spain. We immediately let go of each other. This is going to be awkward and weird.

"Romano, please. Don't do this." Spain begs, looking hurt.

"I'm sorry Spain. No." Romano takes his bag and carries it as he leaves the room.

Spain blocks the door. "Roma-"

"I said, NO, Spain! Damn it, Spain you're too posessive and overprotective! We can't breathe! You are suffocating us, you limit our actions and I want freedom! I know you mean no harm to us and that you want what's good for us, but this is just too much!" Romano yells.

"You still treat us like kids even though we're not. You watch other nations like they're going to take us away from you. We're tired of you." Romano continues.

"I'm just taking precaution-"

"No!" I cutted him off, catching both of their attention.

"Even if you have good intentions for us, you control our actions and limit them! You think that everything you do is just right and fine!" I told him.

"You heard it from her. Now, I must get going. I need some space and time of my own." Romano brushes off Spain and leaves.

"Goodbye... Romano." I muttered, holding back my tears.

Oh dear lord, please do not make this departure tarnish the good relationship that they have. The both of them... care for each other. We three... care for each other.