How America Became America

39

We're getting close to the end...

After an hour or so, most nations were asleep. Amelia was lying next to Toris, in deep thought. She slid out of her love's arms and went to the bathroom. She turned on the shower and just stepped in, not caring if her pajamas got ruined, and sat down. She started scratching her scarred skin, opening several cuts.

The night continued like this for a while before she eventually fell asleep in the shower. When Toris got up, he noticed light coming from the bathroom, along with the sound of the shower going. He knocked, but when he didn't get a response, her started to freak out and entered. He was struck by the scene of Amelia sitting in the shower, asleep.

Toris smiled softly and turned off the shower, noticing how freezing the water was. It was at that moment he noticed Amelia shivering. He grabbed a few towels and wrapped them around the soaking Amelia. He tried to shake her awake, but it failed. Amelia just lopped her head to the side.

He gently lifted Amelia up, being careful of the wet floor and of his love. He set her down on the bed before quickly leaving and going to Natalya's room. He knocked and waited.

Natalya threw open the door and glared daggers at Toris.

"What do you want?" she asked, clearly tired.

"A-Amelia fell asleep in the shower," he told her, scared for his life, "and I was wondering if you could help me get her dressed?"

"Fine, only because I like Amelia."

Once they changed the younger nation, they settled in the sitting room and talked whilst waiting for the other nations to join. After an hour or so, the rest of the nations started to file out. It was another hour before anyone questioned where Amelia was.

"She had a rough night," was all Toris said, "Let her sleep."

It was another half an hour before Amelia pulled herself out of bed. She was wearing red and black flannel pajamas; her hair was a rat's nest. She walked past everyone and got herself a cup of coffee before heading back into her room.

When she exited once again, she wore a pair of frayed jean shorts with a black tank top. She had on a pair of rainbow converse. She had her scars showing, causing some of the nations to gasp at the sheer amount of them.

Matthew went up to Amelia and pointed out her scars were showing, she just shrugged it off.

"They already know about them," she pointed out, "I don't really care anymore. If they judge now, well, it's their loss."

She walked past the staring eyes, and right before entering the door, she turned and looked at them.

"Plus," she spoke, "Na'á won't let me hide them anymore."

With that she led the group into the viewing room. The scene started up smoothly. Alfred was watching in the command room as Apollo 11 lifted off. He clapped along with everyone else.

The scene shifted to show Alfred in front of the tv with Thomas in his lap. Both were staring at the television as man's first footsteps on the moon were broadcasted. Alfred was much more intrigued than Thomas, but they both enjoyed watching the scene.

The next scene had Amelia and Matthew driving to someplace. Amelia was talking about it nonstop.

"I hear it's going to be amazing!" Amelia told her brother.

"Where are we going again?" Matthew asked.

"Woodstock!"

The scene shifted to show a montage of Matthew basically babysitting Amelia as she went and started doing some drugs. He kept her from exposing breasts and from going with a random guy.

"I'm sorry," Amelia turned to Matthew, "I didn't want you to be watching over me."

"It's alright," Matthew replied, watching his past self dragging Amelia away from more acid. "What are big brother's for anyway?"

Amelia chuckled as she watched herself plop down on the ground, making herself heavier for Matthew. He just bent down and picked her up, carrying her away from the site and plopping her in the car.

The scene ended with Amelia sneaking another thing of Acid on her tongue.

The nations stared at Amelia, who just shrugged.

"What?" she asked, "I liked acid."

Before anyone could respond to that, a new scene started. It was a great time skip as now Alfred was arguing with Jimmy Carter about the Olympics.

"We're not going," Carter stated.

"But if we don't go," Alfred retorted, "we'll look weak!"

"This is final!"

Alfred stormed out of the office and headed home. Once there, he headed in and was immediately enveloped by a rather small being. It was the Northern Mariana Islands, Hána. Alfred just smiled and patted her head.

The scene changed to show Alfred meeting Ronald Reagan for the first time. He had this bright eyed when he spotted his new president.

"President Reagan," Alfred held out his hand, "It's glad to meet you. I mean I'm great to meet you," Alfred was getting tongue tied at meeting this new president. "I a fan."

He was definitely fangirling inside. He had a lot of time to practice meeting him, but that practice flew out the window the second he saw him.

"It's alright," Reagan told Alfred, taking his hand and shaking it. "Now, who might you be, young man."

"I'm your nation, sir."

"Ah, yes, Carter told me all about you."

Alfred squealed a tiny bit. He knew it was customary for the former president to tell the new one about his existence, but that didn't matter at that moment. The scene ended with Alfred following Reagan inside to building.

The next scene had Amelia watching the tv, on it was the wreckage of the Titanic. She quickly turned off the tv and headed over to the phone. She contemplated for a few moments before deciding against it.

The next scene had Alfred looking at a screen. His eyes were wide.

"It's still glowing," was all he said. "Where was this?"

"Somewhere in Ukraine, sir," a man said.

Katyusha looked over at Amelia, "is this what I think it is?"

"Yeah," came the response, "this is the first look we got at the accident."

Before more could be said, the scene quickly made a time skip to show Alfred at the Summer Olympics, watching when there was a loud commotion going on. Suddenly a loud 'boom' sounded throughout the stadium.

The scene quickly shifted to show Alfred profusely apologizing to several other nations for the bombing. They decided to let the games continue on as planned.

"Why did you apologize?" Francis asked.

"I get blamed for everything," Amelia responded, holding herself slightly, "so why not?"

While the nations thought on what she said, a new scene started, Amelia was hanging out with Matthew when she started clutching her chest in pain. Matthew was immediately on guard.

"Ames," he started, concerned, "what's happening?"

"They're killing innocent children," she whispered after a minute or two. "They're killing them."

Tears were in her eyes. Matthew was frantic about the whole situation.

"Where?" he asked. "Where are they killing kids?"

"Columbine," was all she said, crying out, watching the massacre through her nation connection.

The scene quickly shifted to show Amelia and Matthew going to the memorial for the students.

The next scene had Amelia walking down one of the streets in New York City when she heard a plane flying low, too low. She looked up, just in time to see it hit one of the twin towers, knocking her to the ground.