The Fire of the Storm.

Chapter one.

[Flare's POV-]

[Flashback: Before she stormed out]

"Flare?" I hear as I'm watching Television. Sealand. "Hmm?" I hum out, turning to look at the young Sealandish boy. "I think the English jerk is drunk again." He says pouting. I sigh and pull the boy into a hug, petting his hair. "Peter Kirkland! Where are you?!?" I hear downstairs. 'Oh dear!' I think to myself. I shove Peter under my bed and go down stairs. "Hello England. You need to go to bed." I say to him. "'Ello C-Chad~ I won't g-go to bed until I see my o-other child." He slurs drunkily. I shake my head and try to lay him down on the couch. He pushes past me and tries to get up the stairs. I lightly push past him and run up the stairs. I pull the boy out and hug him close. The stomps get louder as the English man comes up and into my room. "Get out, Arthur! Just leave him alone!" I yell at the English man. I pick up Peter on my back and push England out of my way to run down the stairs. He stumbles down and starts yelling. "England get away from Sealand! Your drunk!" I yell at him. "I'm not d-drunk! I'm the United bloody Kingdom I don't get bloody drunk! Give me my child!" England yells. I grab Sealands arm and slam open the front door. I hear a thump in the house... great he's fallen asleep. "Come on Peter we will find a place to stay. If not I'll drop you off at Finland's and Sweden's." I say to him. I hear rustling of a bush I look and see Alfred?

No this looks different. "Hello there, kids. Why are you here?" He says, trying to be sweet. "I'm not a child you stranger! Get away from us." I say, a bit to violent. I walk away.

[Flashback end]

I finish my explanation to Finland and Sweden. "Oh I see. Of course he can stay, so can you Flare. I - I mean we - don't want you out alone." Finland says, smiling at us. "Oh thank you! Your so nice Finland!" I say, hugging him. He shows Sealand and I to our room.

[A/N I'M SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG. THE WATTPAD APP WAS BEING STUPID! ANYWAY ENJOY!]