You were sitting on the beach staring off into the ocean, you were currently in England since he now "owned" you. You were The British Virgin Islands, you hated the name you wanted something more feminine or less eqmberssing. So you made people call you by your human name. (F/n) (l/n) England was angry that you were being stubborn and refused to take his last name.

Why should you? You were your own country/Island. He wasn't your big brother, he wasn't your father, he was your conqueror. You played with the hem of your (f/c) frilly dress and fixed the matching bow on your head. England decided you should look your best and he pretty much dressed you up so you looked like a Victorian porcelain doll.

Your (e/c) were big and round surrounded by your eyelashes, your silky (h/c) was in ponytails held up with (f/c) bows and your hair curled. Your skin was smooth and (f/c) and your cheeks were a soft pink. You were wearing frilly socks and you wore Victorian boots that reached your ankle. Sure you looked adorable but personally you felt trait and uncomfortable. It was making it hard to run.

You remembered the last world meeting England went and rubbed you in everyone's faces. Everyone told you how cute you were, how you were so cute they wanted to start war and conquer you as well. You got chills remembering the argument about how Spain owned you since they discovered you, and everyone else wanting you was Denmark, Netherlands, England, and France.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard 2 British accents. "Well I have a goat I can ride!", "I have over a hundred goats and who in the bloody hell wants to ride a goat!?" You turned and saw England arguing with a young boy. His back was turned but you saw he had blond hair and he wore a white and blue sailor uniform along with a sailor hat. 

"Oh British Virgin Isles there you are, you were suppose to meet me over a hour ago." You huffed and crossed your arms. "Like I care, what were you going to remind that you own me? And that I won't gain independence any time soon? Or do I have to go to war like America?" Okay you went a little bit overboard with the last part but you were angry you hated the fact you were owned.

England's green eyes grew wide and you could see the hurt look in his face. You regretted saying it knowing he was still hurting from the revolutionary war you were about to appologise when someone cut you off. "Take that you British jerk of jerks!" You turned to where the voice came from and saw the boy. He looked your age and he had pretty blue eyes and bushy eyebrows like England's.

"You wanker! Don't support her a lady shouldn't talk to her elders that way!" You watched as they argued back and forth until it was getting dark. You stood up and wiped whatever sand was on your frilly dress and adjusted the bows on your head. You tugged on England's coat and he ignored you and kept arguing with who you heard was named Sealand during there argument. 

You shrugged and began to walk back to your living quarters. You reached the front porch of the home pulled out the spare key and unlocked the door. You began to cook  dinner, lets just say for a young country you were independent. You decided to make some for England as a apology from going over board earlier. You finished eating and walked into your room and started playing with your doll.

After a hour you a heard a knock at the door. "It's me England may I speak to you in the parlour?" You got off your bed and opened the door where he had a serious expression. You nodded and walked with him to the parlour and he told you to sit and he left. You were sitting down waiting and the door opened and England walked in with Sealand? If you remember correctly. "I thought it was about time you two met."

You nodded and he shook your hand. "I'm Sealand! But you can call me Peter Kirkland It's nice to meet you." You nodded and smiled. "I'm The British Virgin Isles and you can call me (f/n) (l/n)" England smiled and look towards you. "This is why I wanted you too meet up with me today but you had other plans and skipped out. Anyways I also wanted to discuss he will be living with us." 

"(F/n)! (F/n)! GUESS WHAT!?" Peter ran up to you and held both your hands making you lightly blush. You developed a small crush on the micro nation, he was cute and nice and sweet how could you not? "What is it Peter?" He smiled and bit his lip. "As of today September 2nd 1967 I AM OFFICIALLY A COUNTRY! Can you believe it!?" You felt your heart shatter and tears prick your eyes.

"What's wrong BVI aren't you happy for me?" This meant he would leave you and not live with you or England. You shoved him and you started crying, this wasn't the reaction he was expecting and he frowned. "Why should you deserve to be a country!? Your not even a piece of land!" You meant none of these words, you cared and loved him. You were just so angry it slipped out.

"I too am a country! Your just jealous you still have to stay with eyebrows!" You growled a bit and harshly wiped your tear filled eyes. "I.hate.you. All you are is a man made peace of junk of the coast of England!" Sealands eyes grew wide and filled with tears. "Fine! I'll leave! And don't EVER talk to me again! YOUR WORST THAN THAT JERK ENGLAND! I THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE HAPPY FOR ME!" 

"IM NOT JUST LEAVE!" He turned on his heal and stomped away and you sat there crying. You had just been really mean and you regretted every word. It started to rain and you were soaking wet. You walked home and saw Sealand pulling his luggage and he turned to look at you. You wanted to appologise and hope to fix it until he turned to you and gave you a angry glare and left. 

With that your heart shattered into a million pieces. You ran up stairs and locked your door ignoring England's complaints to open the door. You didn't bother to change out of your wet clothes and curled up in a ball and hid under your bed sheets. Overall you just experienced your first heartbreak, and you lost a very close friend and the boy you loved.

Eventually you grew up to become a very pretty nation. You still had your silky (h/l) (h/c) hair and your pretty (e/c) eyes along with your soft (s/c) skin. You gained a bit more freedom from England as in he let you live on your island. England invited you over to his place for old times sake and you accepted. You arrived at his home and noticed your room was the same you left it.

"Never got around to changing it, I didn't change Sealands either, I have been to busy with work." Sealand....you hadn't heard of him since that day. You still held him in your heart dearly never forgetting him and accepted that you still loved him. England had to go to a world meeting in London and asked you if you wanted to go which you accepted out of curiosity. 

You got to the meeting hall and sat outside of the room and watched as countries waved at you and walked in. "Ohnhonhonhon~ look who it is! I knew I should 'ave conquered you when I 'ad zhe chance. Look at you now, your so pretty mon cher~" he handed you a rose and kissed your hand. "I 'ave to go to zhe stupid meeting. I'll see you after!~"  he winked at you and blew a kiss at you. 

You wiped your hand on your clothes and pretend gagged. Next was Netherlands walking with Belgium who again commented he should have been the one to own you. After you were talked into a hug and you tried to pry yourself out of their death grip. "Como estas!? I haven't seen you since I found you! You were so cute back then but look at you now! All grown up into a beautiful señorita!" 

Spain let go of you and you caught your breath. "Thank you, it has been a while hasn't it?" He nodded and smiled. "Say why don't you leave England and come live with me! It will be fun what do you say!?" He smiled and held your hands hoping you would take his offer. As good looking as he was you didn't want to live with him either. For crying out loud he was a part of the infamous BTT. 

"Oi idiota! Can't you-a see the ragazza doesn't want to go any wear with-a you!?" Spain turned and looked at South Italy. "Roma! How have you been!? I missed you!" He grunted in annoyance and looked at you. "Tell-a me if this bastardo bugs-a you again okay?" You nodded and he nodded back and dragged Spain into the meeting room and you sighed in relief. 

"I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG!" You turned and you were tackled into a hug. Your face was squished into a what you guessed was a mans chest since there was a lack of bosoms. There was a strong sent of cologne and you were crushed in their strong grip. "Please let go" your plea came out muffled and you were released and you looked and saw Norway pulling Denmark off you and offered you a hand.

You took it and stood up and looked at Denmark who got passed Norway and twirled you in the air. "You got so big I mean last time I saw you, you weren't even past my knees! And you grew into this beautiful young woman! Clearly your height isn't the only thing that's grown." He winked and your face turned crimson as you punched his arm. "You pervert!" 

He began to laugh loudly until Norway crumbled a piece of paper and shoved it in his mouth. "I'm sorry about that, if you'll excuse us we need to meet with the rest of the Nordics." You nodded and the two walked into the meeting room, at least not without Denmark holding his hand up to his face and mouthing a 'call me' you huffed and sat back on your chair. 

After a few boring minutes you heard yelling and you began to listen in. Hearing curses thrown back and forth and even yells and the sound of breaking objects. "Figures....most of them ARE men." You laughed and you heard a loud yelling with a German accent telling people to shut up. It became quiet until you heard England yelling with a deeper softer voice.

You shrugged until the doors opened and someone was thrown out and landed with a loud thud and the doors slammed shut again. You turned to the groaning figure and saw a man in a dark blue suit and blond hair and he was doubled over in pain. You ran over to him and tried to get him to look at you. "Sir are you okay!? Do you need me to call fo-" your (e/c) grew wide.

"Peter!?" The man looked you in the eyes and his blue eyes grew wide. He still had the blond hair and blue eyes except he was obviously grown, his round face became a bit more rigged and his eyebrows were still bushy. "(F/n)!?" You two stared at each other until your (e/c) began to tear up. "(F-f/n) why are you crying!? No don't cry here I'l-" you hugged him and buried your face in his chest. 

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, I mean it! I was rude and inconsiderate! I didn't mean it! I just didn't want you to go....I l-loved you to much to see you go." His cheeks were a bit pink and yours were crimson. He rubbed your back and smiled. "I couldn't stay mad at you, I forgave you long time ago. I'm sorry I left you with that stupid jerk." You laughed a bit at how even tho he grew and his voice grew slightly deeper he was still childish.

You pulled away and he smiled. "It's okay" he nodded and smiled. "So you love me?" 

There was a immense blush on your face and you wanted to crawl in a hole and die. "Heh.....heh.....who said that?" He smiled and ruffled your hair. "You did silly only moments ago." You tried to hide your face and he laughed. "Just admit it you said it once so say it again." 

You decided might as well he already knows. "I-I love you Sealand....I h-have for.....a while." He smiled and cupped your face in his and kissed you. You quickly responded and returned the kiss. He broke away and his lips lightly touched yours. "I love you too." You smiled and stood up and so did he. "Well those bully's are going to keep fighting for a while so let's go do something!" 

You nodded and he dragged you out of the building. "Where to go....where to go....I know! Lets go get married!" You stopped and got immediately flustered. "What!? S-Sealand!? Stop j-joking!" He turned to you with a serious face. "Desu yo! Who said I was joking?" You started to laugh nervously and he picked you up bridal style. "Your my wife now and together we will become a large empire and make that jerk England bow down to us!" 

"Wife?!" He smiled and ran across England with you. "Mhm I saw a chapel on my way here!" You started to laugh histerically until he ran into a church and he sat you on a bench. "Wait here!" You smiled a part of you was happy he loved you, so much he wanted to marry you. But the other part was yelling at you to slow down. After 5 minutes of debating with yourself Sealand ran back.

He ploped next to you and huffed and crossed his arms. "What a jerk, he refuses to Mary us because apparently we can't walk in and just get married. Stupid England, making marriage complicated." You couldn't help but laugh his pouting was cute "of course not Peter, it's okay we were russing things. Tell you what lets be engaged but at least date a few years. How does that sound?" 

He turned to you and smiled. "That's a great idea! Very well let's do this right, like a gentleman should." He stood up and snapped his fingers, "America gave me some candies! Hmmm where is it?" He began to rummage threw his pockets and he smiled and pulled out a candy with a green wrapper on it. He got on one knee and smiled and took your hand.

"British Virgin Isles, will you do the honours of marrying me?" You smiled and threw yourself at him and kissed him. "Yes! Yes! A million times yes!" You heard wrapper sounds and he placed a watermelon ring pop on your ring finger. "This is just temporary okay? But don't eat it yet! And don't sleep with it....you'll get ants everywhere. And-!" You kissed him to shut him up.

"Thank you" he nodded and smiled "so how does it feel to be engaged to a country (f/n)?" You smirked and shrugged. "I wouldn't know" he scoffed and stuck his tongue out. "You bully! I'll have you know-" "that your a country I know I was just kidding" he kissed your cheek and stood up and pulled you along with him and gave you a piggy back ride. "Sealand I'm too heavy!" He started laughing and kept running.

"WHAT!?" Finland yelled. "Mhm but they were rude and didn't let us get married! So were engaged!" Finland tried to process and Sweden smiled a bit. "Oh yeah mama I took your advice! I told her I loved her and called her my wife before we were engaged! It worked" Sweden ruffled Sealands hair. "It alw's do's. y'u ne'd to c'll th'm w'fe so th'y kn'w" Finland face palmed. "You two really are something."