Hidden Truths

Chapter Seventeen ~ Flowers and Fruit

"Okay so, we're almost out of the province," the blond boy told the rest of their crew as he stood on top of the bull.

"Yea yea we have eyes, now get down before you kill yourself," he didn't want to deal with a dead body.

"'Aww you'd really miss me if I died wouldn't you?"

"I'd be the only one who did," he remarked, that probably wasn't true, but it was a decent comeback.

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"So, is Spain like your brother? No! He's your dad, isn't he?" the American asked the pale faced Italian.

"He, uh, he isa like my brother yes, but sometimes like my dad," he tried to explain, but it was rather hard. Since he himself didn't know what they were.

"Okay dude! Well, Arthur told me not to play with you, and that I should wait for his signal, and that once I've learned—learnt to behave I can do some other reaaally cool things. Like learn how to knit. That was random. Hm you probably don't care. Oh! I learned—learnt some Italian! Maybe you could teach me more, after we play tag." Boy that kid sure knew how to ramble.

And Romano wished Spain would come faster.

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"So, say it with me; yo soy Indonesia," this would totally work. How hard was it to learn a new language anyways?

"Oh, okay, um, yu soy Indonesia," he smiled, how was that?

"Heh, not that bad. Just it's yo. But um here; soy viejo," she chuckled.

"Isn't it yo soy viegjoe?"

"Vi-ej-o," she giggled s bit. Was it really that difficult?

"You know what? Here, try to learn my language," the boy thought of something to say, and got the perfect word kambing. "Kam-bing," it was rather easy.

"Came-binge?" she smiled. "Wait I know what that means! It's um."

"Goat," he laughed. "But close enough."

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"Francis. I cannot have this mission jeopardized. Antonio wouldn't hurt Matthew. Not in a million years, but I will hurt Lovino. And you," Arthur's eyes narrowed.

"Lap—Arthur. You haven't seen him lately! His eyes were all bloodshot, and and he took Gilbert too," this meant a lot to Arthur, since Gilbert reaveled a short while ago that he was Arthur's half brother.

"I- no. No no, Gilbert doesn't matter as much," Arthur huffed and stared at anything but Francis.

"But Antonio matter as much? Why do you still care Arthur?" Francis felt bad for asking his partner like this, but he felt hurt. He knew Antonio would always matter just a bit more than everyone else; including himself.

"I don't have to answer to you," now Arthur was pretending to look at his copy of 'Hamlet,' he really didn't want to answer that.

"Then I don't have to answer to you," Francis didn't even want to say 'au revoir' because he didn't want them to meet again. Arthur wouldn't really harm a child, but he wouldn't spare Francis' feelings. If that was how it was going to be; that was how it was going to be.
The Frenchman left, he was on his way to meet Antonio again. To make a better deal.

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"I don't want to keep running! I can't catch you you stupid bastard," Romano huffed as he stopped chasing the blond boy to sit under the shade of a tree. He found a nice blue flower. It must've been from Africa or the New World or something because he had never seen it around. It was pretty. It was nice and small. Romano decided to pluck it, he had seen people at home do that, so naturally he'd do the same; it was just like a tomato.
"Hey! Romano I win— what are you doing?!" Alfred was confused and hurt. He watched as Romano took the life away from the blue flower. Only one thing went on through his mind as he slapped Romano out of the way to tend to the plant.

Davie.

"OUCH! What's wrong with you bastard?!" Romano wasn't feeling the love.
"Why couldn't you have picked a rose or something? Or a tulip perhaps—you know what? You're just some stubborn spoiled European brat. Go back home or go back to Iggy," Alfred sure had mood swings.
Romano began to walk back to where they had come from and sighed.
"I want to go home kid. You have no idea," he kicked some dirt before heading inside.

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"You know this is really very stupid right Carlos? We look like five year olds and we're riding a bull across the country into Portugal. Antonio's probably already there killing his brother! And we're just gonna be lost!" Santiago took a breath in. "Then! He's gonna think we ran away and he's going to punish our people! Do you know how much that's going to hurt?"

"Santiago. I can assure you right now I'm not afraid of a little war. In fact! I will be the first one here to gain independence. Mark my words."

"Honestly...I hope so," Santiago decided to give up. He just sighed and lay back down. This was going to be another long day.

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"They don't like me," the little girl was hesitant about going into this strange place. She transported her and her friend back to her country, and now they were on a boat to go to Brunei.
"How do they not like you? They probably don't even remember the last time you guys had a good conversation!" he was a bit too optimistic.
"I don't even understand you guys Lai. They're gonna hate me."
"Don't talk like that! You're probably closer to Jin than all of us. I'm not good with distances, but it looks like we're here!" he was way more excited than she was. "Just don't bring up religious things or um pigs, or languages or...yeah."
"That's all I've got Lai. Customs, religion, and food, and well me. What did you say my name was again? Mutya?" she didn't quite like the sound of that name, and she was in a good place to judge.
"Well your name now is what matters. Just don't go all señorita on them," they were out of the boat and they began to walk to their spots. "Maria?"
"Yes?"
"Thanks for doing this. You know I'm not supposed to tell people about transporting to their country, but it's for a good cause."
Me explaining what just happened^^

"LAI- what's she doing here?" Malaysia.
"Nor, be nice. You've met Maria," Maria didn't seem to want to be social.
"Of course I've met her. She used to be Malay. Like me, and you," she smiled from her spot on a chair made of bamboo.
"Don't be this way. We've been over this. If we're ever gonna be free and make an alliance of some sort we're gonna have to work together."
"If we're making an alliance she's not going to be a part of it."
"You're colonies too," a rather timid voice rang.
"But I don't like it. You changed all of our words and brought in this weird religion and started calling yourself ridiculous names, and started hanging out with those stuck up jerks."
"I didn't mean to. I was...I had no choice. I don't even know why I came here," she closed her eyes before turning around.
"Maria. Wait. You can't just walk away from this—"
"She already has."
"Shut up! Think about it. You don't belong there. They're all willing to basically give up everything they used to have. And don't you tell me you're giving it all up too, because you wouldn't still be my friend if you wanted to give it up. Those guys will be too far away once we're all independent. We're right here. A boat ride away. They all dance too much anyways. So stay. Sit. Have some coconut water. We all even have the same hair colour Maria." She took this all into consideration and decided it was true. She was way too different to be with those other guys.
"Well. That's true," she smiled awkwardly and took a seat as far away from Nor as possible. Then Jin got up to speak.