3rd Person--Nobody's POV:
Another meeting.
As usual, there were things that needed to be solved.
And people whom didn't want to solve them.
"Democratic People's Republic of Korea, Republic of Korea, both of you stop! Threatening each other will do absolutely nothing but aggravate everyone further!" UN shouted, looking incredibly irritated only a half hour into the meeting.
"But he's being an a**hole! And he threatened me first!" South exclaimed, looking from his brother to UN.
Meanwhile, in another section of the room, a group of countries from an assortment of areas were talking.
"Wait--so how many relatives do we have, exactly?" Canada asked, staring at Britain.
"I... don't know exactly... heh.. It's.... Difficult to keep track..." He let out a nervous laugh.
Sri Lanka, who was there as well, shook her head. "I swear, you people have so many freaking children."
"When it came to colonization, y'all really just went 'find land, plant flag, land is now mine, oh look colony child' didn't ya? This family's become so f*cking confusin', Pa," America said, smiling slightly. After a moment, he frowned, shaking his head, and muttered something under his breath.
"You good?" Chile asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine Te- Chile."
"Anyway- Do you have a rough estimate as to how many people we're related to?" Canada said quickly.
Britain and France both frowned.
"A... lot. I really can't remember everyone, throughout the centuries..." France smiled awkwardly.
"At least you bother to think of some as your children, unlike good ol' 'dad'." Philippines laughed quietly. "How many colonies did Spanish Empire have again?"
"Far too many," Panama answered. "Faaaarrrr more than he probably should've had. And how many did he actually consider his children?"
Boliva snorted. "That implies he thought of any of us as his children. Which he didn't. Right Spain?" She looked over. "Spain?"
Spain was staring at the ground, looking troubled. After a moment he blinked, shaking his head, and looked up. "Huh? Oh. Sorry. Spaced off.. What were we talking about again?"
"Your father and his many, many children," The Netherlands said.
"Ooohhhh. Yeah. Lots of siblings now. Even more back in the day. Remember Florida?" He looked over at his siblings.
Colombia nodded. "He was... interesting. That's for sure. I didn't really spend a ton of time around him--mostly stayed in South America with the others."
America looked rather nervous now, but said nothing. After a moment, a ringing noise sounded, and he let out a nervous laugh. "One moment.."
With that, he walked off, leaving the others to their conversation.
Chile's POV:
Later...
"What exactly did he almost call you?" Peru asked, frowning.
"Te-something. Not really sure why. Don't think there's anybody who's name starts with that that he could've confused me with. Weird." I shrugged.
"I think there's a state or something with a flag similar to yours and a name like that," a voice said.
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States, Secrets, and Chaos
Fantasy[IF THIS IS FOUND ANYWHERE OUTSIDE OF WATTPAD, IT HAS BEEN STOLEN!] America, father of around sixty, friend to some and enemy to others, and sibling to a sh*t ton of other people because empire. He's somewhat been able to keep the existence of his c...
