Brotherhood (New Zealand Countryhumans)

Ship

New Zealand's POV:

I woke up in bed. I don't remember much before waking up except for Australia hugging me. I had felt really exhausted and then fainted. Next thing I know I have woken up in bed again. The room was dark except for the moonlight drifting through the window. I got out of bed and stared out the window. I could see the moon and the stars. The more I looked the more stars I saw. I searched the sky for the southern cross but, I found no sign of it.

I sat down on the bed and looked at the small ship sitting on my bedside table. I picked it up and played with it, pretending that the bedsheets were waves. One of the waves got too big and my ship fell off the bed.

I went to pick it up when I noticed a piece of the boat had come loose. Being the curious child I am I jiggled the loose part around. As I jiggled it, I heard something rattle inside making me want to open it up. I managed to get the piece loose and I shook the ship lightly while trying to see what was inside. I could definitely see something. I stuck my finger in the ship to try and pull it out. I eventually got hold of whatever was inside and pulled it out.

A necklace? It was a long piece of black string tied up in a loop with a cool looking pendant on the end. The pendant was made from jade or greenstone and was skilfully carved into a swirl. It looked like the necklace my sister used to wear, except hers was made from bone and was in the shape of a fish hook. How did it end up in my toy ship? Netherlands was the one who got me the ship. Maybe he put the necklace inside. Unlikely. He never cared about me in the first place. The only reason he got me the ship is because I wouldn't stop talking about getting one.

All of these thoughts started to make me cry. I tried to hold back the tears as best I could. I fixed the ship and put it down on the bedside table next to my photo. I still held the necklace though. I thought about putting it on but I decided not to and put it down next the ship. I sat on the bed for a few minutes more when my tummy rumbled.

I walked downstairs to the kitchen to try and find something to eat. I was about to enter the kitchen when I heard someone inside. I sneaked in as quietly as possible then I noticed who it was.

"America?" I asked.

"Zea? What are you doing up?" He asked back.

"I was hungry," I explained. "You?"

"Same deal. Want some ice cream?" he asked. I nodded and America grabbed out the ice cream container. He handed me a spoon and we began to dig in. 

While I had my mouth full of ice cream America looked at me.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked. I was sort of confused with his question so I said the first thing that came to my head.

"Ice cream makes everything better,". My answer seemed to satisfy America and we continued to eat. It wasn't until we finished the container when we spoke next. He told me not to tell UK about the missing ice cream and that he would just blame it on one of Aussie's many animals. I didn't know how to feel about lying but, this was the first time in a while where America and I had gotten along.

I went to bed shortly after I washed my spoon and put it away. I still couldn't sleep. My life had been miserable ever since I moved in. 

If only I didn't get attached.

Australia's POV:

I could hear everything New Zealand had been doing. My room is right next to his and the wall are paper thin. I heard Kiwi playing with his ship, I heard him drop it, I heard him leave his room and go downstairs. What was he doing downstairs at this hour?

I wanted to investigate but, I felt bad. I knew it wasn't true but I thought that everything I did hurt New Zealand. I have always been a bit of bad luck and ever since Kiwi arrived. Let's just say, he hasn't had the best time with us. Maybe I should leave him alone for a while. At least until he has gotten over the infection.

I sat up in bed and waited to hear New Zealand's footsteps again. When I did finally hear him I lay back down in bed. Everything was silent for a while. New Zealand must have gotten out of bed again. I heard a light knock at my bedroom door. The door opened and I could see Kiwi standing there. He had tears in his eyes.

"Kiwi, what's wrong?" I asked as I motioned my little brother closer. Kiwi sat on the bed next to me and hugged me.

"Why do you care about me?" He asked. I was stunned by this question.

"Because you are my little brother, and I want to protect you," I answered sort tripping over my words as I spoke. He sat there quietly as another tear rolled down his face.

"If I were to run away again, would you come with me?" He asked. I didn't know how to answer. I never even thought of just running away. I would like to live somewhere else but, I don't hate it here.

"I don't know, Kiwi. Why do you want to leave, let alone with me?" I asked. My response saddened New Zealand.

"Because I don't belong here,"

"Of course you belong here! And if you go who will I hang out with," I complained.

"You can come with me," He said, "Don't you want to go?"

"I don't know any more. I want to be there for you but, I don't want to leave," I said feeling a range of different emotions.

"Can you just stay?" I felt like crying.

"Okay, I will stay for you," He sighed. Kiwi hugged me tighter. I hugged him back. New Zealand yawned a little.

"You know what you need," I said.

"What?"

"More friends, how about I take you to meet some of my friends?"

"That sounds nice," He nodded off to sleep.

"Goodnight, Kiwi," I yawned as I pulled the blanket around him.