Ȧ Un Autre Comme Moi

Chapter Five

"Lilli Elise Zwingli, what were you thinking?"

Switzerland was currently walking down a busy street, little sister and angry glare in tow.

"What do you mean?"

"Leaving with some stranger without me!"

"He's not a stranger, he's Canada! He's Matthew Williams."

"He's that imbecile's brother!"

"Switzerland hand was firmly closed around Liechtenstein's arm, dragging her as they walked back to their hotel. Despite being the one pulled along, Lilli had to guide her brother around the oncoming mass of people on the packed sidewalk.

"He is nothing like Mister America, Bruder! He's very nice, and much more intelligent."

"I'll have to see it to believe it, and you're not seeing him again."

Liechtenstein stopped in her tracks. She loved her big Bruder, but he was acting silly; she was almost a woman.

"Liechtenstein, come along!"

"You will see, though! Basch, I've invited Canada to visit my home."

"You what!?" He tilted his head. "Und what did you call me?"

She sighed. "We'll continue this when we arrive at the suite." For the second time that day, she walked past Switzerland and left him speechless and stunned.

He took a minute to recover, then stormed after her, the busy street not phasing him. More like the people on the sidewalk were smart enough to let an angry-looking man in a military uniform muttering in Swiss German pass. When he finally did catch up with his sister, she was pressing the "up" button on the ground floor elevator. They stepped in together. Her demeanor was calm and oblivious, which seemed almost funny what with the angry Swiss man panting beside her like he'd just run a marathon.

"Why-," wheeze, "why did you run away from me, Lilli Elise?"

"Who was running?"

"M-me!"

She laughed, thinking, It was a pretty pathetic job, but then scolded herself for having such mean thoughts.

"Look, Bruder," she unlocked the door to their suite, which was beside the lift, "I know you want to protect me, but I'm growing up, and you know it. One can even tell that I'm a girl in my uniform without my ribbon!" She blushed bright pink, not meaning to say it. "Tomorrow, I'm going out with Canada." She blushed darker. "I apologize, that was a poor selection of words." She skipped happily away, still on a crush high, not noticing her brother fuming in her wake.

For the third time in one day, Basch Zwingli was left speechless.

By a little girl.

Who was his little sister.

And a country.

And his little girl.

"I'll kill him."

No, I won't.

(A/N) If you have not yet heard Laurena Segura: user/lullation13

Auf Wiedersehen, Sweetheart!