(They refer to France as dad so as to not be confused with England. Also This is all going to be written in 3rd person)
It was a cold summer night and Australia was visiting his mom and dad, better known as England and France. Australia pulled his jacket closer around him in the freezing cold. Why do we always have to meet in England? He thought to himself. I mean, it was 52 degrees out for crying out loud! Australia felt like he was going to freeze to death, but saw his moms house in the distance.he picked up his pace and was nearly sprinting by the time he got there.
"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" He yelled opening the door.
"Oh you're here already?" Asked France, leaning out of the kitchen.
"Yep! Just got here maybe an hour ago," he said. France put the pan of macarons down on the table and pulled their son into a giant hug.
"I missed you so much! Everyone else should be here shortly," France exclaimed, squeezing Australia tighter.
"England get down here and come talk to your child!" France yelled upstairs.
"I'm coming! Just wait a minute!" England shouted back. Just then the door swung open and Canada and America came in. Canada immediately joined the hug and very quickly so did America.
"England two of your other kids are here! If you don't get down here right now I swear to god I will end you!" Right as France finished England got of the stairs.
"I'm right here you know, there's no need to yell," she said with a grin on her face. France gave her an annoyed look, but was obviously trying to hide a smile.
"Hi mom!" America said happily nearly launching herself at her.
"How are you?" Asked England wrapping her arms around America.
"I'm doing great! You?" Before America could answer the door opened again to reveal New Zealand. He saw that everyone else was there and instantly got nervous.
"Am I late?" He asked anxiously.
"Not at all," England and France said at the same time. New Zealand quickly regained his posture. He smiled and also went to give England a hug. After a while they finally got the reuniting part of it done.
They were sitting on the couch talking, Australia holding Frances cat in his lap. America and Canada we're sharing something on their phones, and the rest were socializing.
"So are you dad or mother today France?"
"Neither. I just am parent," France said. America and Canada started laughing a bit to hard, and everyone started to worry.
"A-are you okay?" Australia asked, also giggling some.
"Canada, repeat what you just said, please," America struggled to say through fits of laughter.
"It's nothing, I swear!" Canada said moving his arms around for emphasis.
"Oh, crap!" France yelled.
"What's wrong?" England asked.
"I was baking an extra batch of macrons!" France yelled running to the kitchen. About five minutes later they came back out, looking like they lost a child.
"Don't worry!" Said New Zealand. "Just put them in some rice and they'll be fine!" France looked horrified yet intrigued. Canada started snorting and said something in French. France nodded their head and walked into the kitchen followed by Canada and New Zealand.
"I just found a new horror movie you guys might like," suggested England. Australia nodded eagerly and America put her red hair into a pony tail, a look of determination on her face. Knowing full well she was not going to make it to the end of the movie.
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Country humans characters and what I think they'd be like
FanficThis is basically a bunch of short head canons that I have, each chapter will be focused on a few and will just be about what I think there personality's would be like (cover art is not mine)