My name is Milan Gros Kongayo, you can call me the country of the Phillipines though. Once Spain told me this he took me in and started my education.
"Milan!" My brown haired boss called as he hurried over.
"Yes Spain?" I questioned, looking to him from my broom.
"It's time for services!" He laughed and took my small hand, "Come along, you're Catholic now remember?" Smiling I nodded.
As we walked along the dirt roads I noticed my people, and old friends.
They were smiling then waved at me happily, before I could return the gesture their parents hurried them into their small homes. They glared at the man I was with.
"Why don't they like you Boss Spain?" I asked.
"They don't appreciate me." He replied as we continued.
"Oooooh. I appreciate it. I love Boss Spain."
Looking to me he smiled, pulling a mango off a tree he then kneeled beside me. "Gracias Milan, but when the day comes when you no longer want me here, remember that please."
Accepting the fruit I stared at him in confusion, but nodded.
We again began walking hand in hand.
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Hetalia Maids/Butlers - Drabble Series
FanfictionEach Hetalia character, both male and female; have a maid and or butler. Even OC's are given a maid, butler, or are one themselves. (open for requests) Either the servants are fond of their masters is for you to read.
