A few years pasted by and they were all teenagers accept Arthur the youngest of the four.
Alistair, Gram, and Leim set out on their own and young Arthur the youngest brother pulled on Alistair's long black cloak begging, "No! Please don't go!"
Britannia stood there crying "my babies please don't go!"
Alistair said nothing and went on walking forward looking for adventure and dragging the now eight year old Arthur along with him.
Gram and Liem of course went the other way, but together because they could never seem to part with the other twin.
Britannia screamed and cried.
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The women who wept (Another Hetalia story.)
FanfictionOriginal story by: @guiliblechild1208
