What's Up With These People and Curls? {My Hetalia Fanfic}

Chapter 15: Dreams

"Come on, Raven!" the little boy yelled as he ran down the hill.

"I'm running as fast as I can, Sparrow!" the black haired girl yelled at him as she rushed after him.

"I've seen you run way faster!" the blonde haired girl yelled as she, too, ran after her friends.

The former girl easily caught up to the boy and poked his shoulder. "Hehe! Tag! You're it!" she yelled as she rushed back up the hill, where two adults sat on a blanket with a basket bearing snacks for the five of them. She lay on her back in the grass and looked up into the sky. Her friends soon came over and joined her.

"That one looks like a kitty," Raven told her friends while pointing up at a cloud as it drifted slowly.

"That one looks like a blue bird," Sparrow said while pointing up at a cloud as well.

"Me?" the blonde child asked. "Or the actual bird?"

The three chuckled. "The bird!"

"Why a blue bird? The cloud's white," Raven pointed out.

"See how the cloud's faded," Sparrow said while he pointed at the cloud again. The girls nodded. "You can barely see the sky through it, making it look like a blue bird."

"Woah," the girls sighed. Blue bird, being closest to the side of the grassy hill, decided to roll down it. She squealed with delight. Her friends, Raven and Sparrow, soon rolled after their friend.

"It's cute how they gave each other bird nicknames," the woman on the blanket told her husband while watching the children. "Ever since you gave, what was it again, Sparrow that book about birds, the 8 year old decided to show his friends."

The man smiled. "They each came up with the nicknames based on how they saw each other." The sound of giggling children got quieter as they started running around again.

The women sighed. "This will be the only time she's the same age as these two. Then she'll have to go live with our son."

"You sure we're not supposed to take her to a doctor?" the husband asked.

"He told us not to by any means."

"How old is she now?"

"About f-"

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I laughed loudly as I spun around in a circle. My pure white skirt twirled around my sandaled feet and brushed the wheat stalks. The white blouse and golden armbands and headband made me feel like a Greek princess. My chocolate curls fell in gently curls to my waist, and my curl brushed across my left eye. I hummed as I gently began picking the stalks that were ready for harvest and put them into a woven basket on my arm.

"Etruria!" a familiar voice exclaimed.

I turned right as I was tackled in a hug and lifted off of my feet. I let out a laugh and hugged him back as he spun me in a circle. Once he finally stopped spinning me, he set me down and looked at me.

"Ciao, Roma," I said happily, putting a hand on his cheek.

His armor shone in the setting sun and his cape flew behind him. His brown hair was tousled as always. His golden amber eyes flashed to my own golden brown, and I could've sworn I had seen a flash of sadness in them. He pulled away from me and put a hand on a little boy at his feet.

"Hello there," I said, bending down on my knees and smiling brightly at him.

"Etruria? Ciao, that's a pretty name!" he said, jumping up in my arms. I hugged him tightly and picked him up.