Not All Scars Heal With Time

Pirate's Defeat

Caution: Use of accents and untranslated dialect. Masiyahan! Sorry this one's short.

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The house felt empty without a certain Spaniard popping by every ten minutes to check up on the young, black-haired girl. It was quiet and desolate, but she knew it was her fault. She had told him to leave and not come back. She had yelled at the person that pretty much raised her. Letting out a sigh, she kind of regretted it, but there wasn't much going back now. She wanted to be independent, but she knew that Spain wasn't going to let that happen.

A loud knock came at the front door. The girl sighed and got up from the couch. She opened the large door to find a blonde man wearing a bomber jacket. He was much taller than her, but she recognized him almost immediately.

"Maligayang pagdating. What brings you here?" She asked the American personification. He smiles brightly and laughs a small bit. The girl tilts her head in confusion, causing her long black hair to brush against the rice paper blouse she wore.

"The pirate was defeated!" He yelled, his voice echoing throughout the house. "Now you can come live with me!" He looked down at the girl, his blue eyes bright and lively. The girl frowned.

"What do you mean by tat, America?" She asked politely, opening the door a bit as so he could come in. He did, but didn't take his shoes off, annoying the girl. She closed the door and lead him into the front room where there was couches for the two to sit on.

"Well, I won the war against Spain and gained custody over your country from him." The man explained. The girl straightened up in surprise.

"But, but I was going to..." She trailed off, thinking about the plans of attack she was planning to gain independence, she'd have to rethink them with a new opponent. She clenched her fists. "What exactly happened por you to gain control ober my country?" She asked, trying as hard as she could not to lash out or anything.

America told the story of Manila Bay and how tons of fleets from many different countries were there. He told of how Dewey transported Aguinaldo out of exile, which she knew of, to help them revolt against the Spanish. He also told of how the Germans expected America's defeat and to gain control of her country. She was glad for this fact above all, as she didn't like Germany all that much.

At the end she was sitting, particularly confused as to why he had gone through so much trouble. "So, I'm going to stay at your bahay from now on?" She asked skeptically, looking around her house. On one hand she didn't want to leave the house, but on the other it did seem a small bit lonely as a young country.

"Yeah! So do you want to go now or do you want to get some things?" He wasn't giving her the choice of staying, and seemed ecstatic to have some company in his house. The girl sighed and said she had to pack some clothes. After a few hours she came back with bags, waved goodbye once again to her country and departed her islands with America.