You screamed, opening your eyes quickly and gripping tightly onto the nation laying below you through the dark. They quickly woke up, enveloping you in a bug, warm hug. In fact, too big a hug to be Alfred.
"What is wrong little sunflower...?" A soft voice asked. You had seen this man, the tallest one in the room where Catterpillar-brows brought you in with platinum-blond hair.
"N-Nightmare..." You managed to say before sobs overcame your small body. The other Allies were at the mouth of the tent, feeling as if they were miles away from the crying little girl in Russia's arms.
He dared not ask why you were so upset and went to rubbing your back with a caring touch. "Don't worry little one. Mother Russia will be sure to protect you, da?"
His head cocked to the side in confusion,"Daddy? Do you mean Mr. Alfred?"
Resting your head on his chest, you nodded. "He had to keep watch outside for a little while. Why don't you just rest for a few more hours. It's still dark out, da?"
Helping you wipe away the rest of your tears, you agreed and relaxed in his arms. The others stood at the door, breathing a sigh of relief when you began to settle down once more in the Russian's arms.
"My name is England! Eng-land!"
"Caterpillars!" You giggled, seeing Arthur's face beginning to turn red in anger. He has been trying to teach you his name all day but you decided you liked calling him 'Caterpillars' instead.
Francis held you in his lap, combing your (h/c) hair and braiding it. Your daddy was talking with Yao and Ivan about something in the meanwhile but all old occasionally look over when Arthur snapped at you.
"I zink you should just give up Angelterre." Francis said slyly, putting your hair into a French braid. "I don't zink she wants to call you anyzing but 'Caterpillars,' non, mon petite?"
Arthur groaned, slamming his head on the table with a loud, audible slam. "Chill out dude. At least she remembers who you are. Can't you take that as a compliment?"
"She calls you her bloody father! Don't talk to me about labels!"
You really liked the allies. Since you woke up, all five of them personally introduced themselves to you. Caterpillars didn't really enjoy your nickname and since then has been trying to teach you his name.
Francis tied your hair back, patting your head before wrapping his arms around you in a hug,"Don't listen to 'im. 'e's just jealous zat you don't call 'im papa."
Wriggling out of his arms, you went towards Alfred and the others as the two nations bickered back and forth. "Daddy, I'm hungry."
"Of course you are." He lifted you into his arms, kissing your forehead with a smile,"How about you go for a bite with Yao and then we can do something fun, okay?"
Yao took you in his arms, holding you protectively as he carried you away from the others. "America, you do realize that we're in the middle of war. We don't have time for fun."
"I know, I know. But she's still young." Alfred retorted back. "We have to worry about the axis. Odds are, if word catches on, they'll be here to take her away."
"We'll just have to protect her then, da?" Ivan said in a cold voice,"If someone takes the little sunflower-"
"I think maybe we should just leave __________ to Ivan." Alfred said, interrupting Ivan's thoughts. By the horrified looks on Arthur and Francis' faces, that wouldn't be happening. "Well we have to do something!"
"Well just 'ave to keep a close eye on ze petite." Francis stated simply, leaning back in his chair. "We won't let ze axis come to take 'er. Besides, zey are outnumbered sree to five."
"The frog has a point." Arthur agreed, trying to lean back like Francis to almost fall off his rocker. "I don't think we really need to worry much about them getting to her."
Alfred nodded, feeling some stress lift off his shoulders. "Yea, I guess so."
Yao allowed you to try some of the dumplings he made at his home. At first, you weren't willing to eat the balls of steaming dough and meat in front of you until Yao let you try some of his.
Not wanting to be rude (since it's rude to turn down food in your country), you ate his food willingly. Now able to taste the food, you admitted that it was pretty delicious and began digging in.
You ended up eating some rations, mainly healthy food like vegetables, before headed back to the tent with your hand in Yao's. Alfred looked towards you, quickly scooping you into his arms and tossing you up,"There's my little girl!"
"Daddy! I like Yao's dumplings!" Behind Alfred, Francis and Caterpillars fought a giggle fit at the comment. "Can we go play now? Like you promised daddy?"
"How about we all play soccer-"
"It's called football you bloody bloke!" The Englishman hissed through his teeth,"Besides, why do I want to play such a silly game for!? Need I remind you the current situation!?"
"I just thought you'd all want to have some time off. Some peace, you know?"
The room was silent, the four bigger countries looking towards you before accepting to join. The teams were mismatched, you being on a team with your daddy and Yao against the other three.
Two makeshift goals were set up and you spent the rest of the afternoon playing. Little did you know the events that would be unfurling soon, the plots being conjured as you were enjoying the sunshine and your new family.
"Ze country apparently has a lot of resources vhich might help ze allies." Germany stated to Japan and Italy (well...Japan). "I say tonight, ve look for zis fraülein und claim her as an axis country."
"Hai, demo, what does she look like Mr. Germany."
"She is one of ze only vomen you vill see. Probably vill be vearing a military outfit. I assume it is a young voman zhough."
"She seems rather strong Doitsu-san." Japan said rather worriedly. "How are we supposed to take a country like that away from the allies?"
"At night. Vhen zey are all asleep."
"A pretty ragazza!?" Italy suddenly tuned in,"We're gunna have a pretty ragazza with us!?"
"Itaria-kun, please pay attention while we are speaking to keep us from re-explaining things." Japan sighed, shaking his head. "But we will hopefully be leaving the allied camp tonight with a new ally."
When you went to sleep that night, the allies were holding a meeting, leaving you completely unguarded as the axis slipped in to search all darkened camps. It was early morning, a few hours before daybreak when Italy slid into your tent.
"A little ragazza...? The allies must've kidnapped you...!" Going over to your sleeping form, he lifted you up and cradled you in his arms. There was a sharp yell of retreat and Italy quickly found cover in the bushes.
The Italian walked aimlessly until he found his friends, the sun's golden rays now peaking over the edge of the horizon and causing the sky to explode into golden, red rays of sunlight over the treetops.
"Maybe Italy found her zen-" Germany didn't complete his sentence. His eyes were drawn to the small figure laying asleep in the Italian's arms. "Vhat ze hell vere you thinking!?"
"Doitsu-san, please calm down." Japan interjected, helping his friend relax. "Itaria-kun, you have a reason for this, right?"
"Si! The little ragazza was kidnapped from our countries! I can just tell!"
Germany mentally face-palmed at the lame excuse but ignored it anyway. "I zink ve should go back to base und lay her down. She might be shocked vhen she vakes up in a new environment."
Italy nodded, following as his friends moved along. With you unknowing that you were going farther and father away from your true family.
To be continued...