Brother Complex (Aph fanfiction)

Prolouge (sorta)

America's Pov

Words cannot describe my family.
We are not a like in any way, we can't agree on anything and we most certainly can Not eat the same foods.
But we all love each other, even though no one else knows about us.
I, the personification of the United States of America or America for short, am the youngest.
My big brother, even though the first time he truly showed any care for me at all was the Revolutionary War, is Prussia.
He acts a lot like me, maybe that's where I got my hyper-ness from, but he still cares a lot.
My next older brother is Germany. I'm actually German myself, never as much as Germany or Prussia but I am slightly German.
My next brother, Canada, is only older by a little bit. It was still enough time though for him to be born July 1, and I was born July 4!
You may be wondering how we are related, well, that's what we want to know as well.
The only thing we know is Prussia knew his and Germany's dad was Germania.
Canada and I believed that France and England were our mom and dad. Since they have been around and taking care us for as long as we can remember. Later on finding out they weren't, we tried to figure out who was.
We weren't successful.
Now we are working together to figure that out, without the other countries figuring out.