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FYI THE CHAPTER IS GONNA BE MADE IN THIRD POV K BAI.

England stared at the little child in front of him, his anger draining from his face the more he stated at her. Instead he was a little...happy. Ok, maybe more happy then he should be.

How could he be angry at the little ray of sunshine that was smiling politly at him? No one could, that was the problem.

He just put a spell on Iceland and Norway's legs, making them stick to the ground like glue. It glowed a bit of the colour amber with wierd Latin words imprinted into it.

"Hello, Miss Glenia. My name is England," he cooed "It's a pleasure to meet you,"

The small girl looked at the taller man. Of course she was still spectical of him. A stranger who she never met (and just shot curse words left and right just now) was being gentle and slow with her.

It definitely put her off.

'But how about your so called brothers?' a small slippery voice whispered in her mind 'Didn't they look nice and then start going coo coo on you?'

She listened to the unnamed voice in her head and scooted closer to the man. "Why are you here?" She asked, tilting her small head. England smiled bigger and followed her every move.

"I was visiting Sealand. You do know him love, right?" England asked, his eyes looking confused for a moment. Glenia giggled and bobbed her head. She likes him already.

"Mmmhmm! He's really nice!" She exclaimed, going fully out. Her smile faded as she thought, her face going blank. England grew worried at this. Did he do something wrong? "You know...You sound like him as well. Are you related to him?" She asked, eyes twinkling and lips pursed.

England tensed at this. Sealand's and his relationship was...Complicated. He himself didn't know how to describe it. He scratched his neck, a habit he had when he didn't know what to do.

"We're sorta like... Brothers," England murmured, looking at the carpeted floor beneath him before snapping his head back to Glenia. He couldn't tell the young girl about his relationship with Sealand, how he sold him on eBay. It would make him look like a bad person.

Glenia looked at the towering man confusingly. With brows furrowed she uttered a few words to England "But Sealand never told me about you...,"

It was like a knife stabbed him in his chest as England sighed sadly 'Of course he didn't' England thought gloomily 'why would he tell her about the brother who disowned him?'

England closed his eyes just to open them up again "We had a fight so now Sealand doesn't really like me a lot, love," he explained in the most simplest way he could muster.

The younger country nodded and jumped to her feet, turning around to look at her older brothers. They had a weird amber gloop covering their legs, acting as glue to stick them to the floor.

(Y/n) felt guilty when she felt glad that they were stuck on the ground, unable to touch her.

The people she thought was family.
The people that she thought loved her.

It was almost saddening.

"What happened to my brothers?" The young girl asked quizzicality, only turning her head back to the man behind her.

England's eyes trailed to the two men in front of them, the two of hem looking at him suspiciously. He didn't know Iceland had the guts to do that himself.

"I put a spell on them, love. They'll won't be able to move for a while now," England said. He sent the two a silent glare to tell them to back off.

"...what's a spell?" Glenia asked England. Her eyes held a twinkle of excitement as her mouth was slightly agape.

England looked down at the girl in surprise. Did Norway not tell her she was capable of casting magical spells on people or/and things?

England then sighed in disappointment, closing his eyes before opening them again. "A spell is what real magicians cast on people or things. People often label us as wizards or witches,"

A small sound came from Glenia, a sound that indicated she understood. But before she could ask a question, the green eyed man beat her too it "Never mind that, I have some things to discuss with Norway. Would you mind to play outside for a wee moment love?" England asked, looking at Norway for a second before drifting his eyes to the little girl beside him.

Glenia didn't know what the talk was for. She was suspicious, yes. But what could she do? In reluctance, the girl nodded, walking past her brothers, the tv and the two sofas to get to the oak door. She closed the door behind her, sighing in what she thought was relief. That is where the clueless girl went off to do something in the house alone for the first time in a while.

'I'm defiantly not going upstairs where Sealand and Ladonia are with Denmark,' she thought, a shudder running up her back. Finland and Sweden were away shopping so she knew they won't be in for a long time. She then decided to go to the kitchen to draw on a piece of white paper.

England looked at the closed door for a few seconds, making sure the young girl wasn't listening or whatever. Turning back to the brothers, his eyes were stone cold, all sorts of kindness striped from him.

"You've got a lot of explaining to do,"

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