Through Nation's Eyes (Under Repairs)

Yáadilá

"Also, what would've happened with Hawai'i since... you know?" Veneziano asks, quickly glancing at Japan.

"She's fine." America says. "Since nations don't de-age or anything like that when we get annexed, she was an adult before and after Pearl Harbor happened. Plus she only felt the secondary side effects, for the most part, since the Japanese were targeting my military base specifically. Since she was only a territory and also not the direct target, she ended up more annoyed than badly hurt like I was."

"Besides, I got along well with Hawai'i-san up until World War Two." Japan adds. A few nation look at him with surprise before turning back to Norway. Said nation doesn't respond before turning back to the journal to read again.

"This is about Australia."

Australia was best of friends with Steve Irwin, even though friendship with a human was risky. When he passed away, Australia attended the funeral and mourned for months. He still tears up at reruns for The Crocodile Hunter.

Many nations coo at the entry. Though it was true, nation-human friendships were bittersweet since the nation would almost always outlive the human.

"Based on what we've seen from both of them, everyone can be proud of his kids." New Zealand smiles.

The nations all nod in agreement. Surely that was a lineage that would continue on. But for now, the only thing that would be "continuing on" would be Norway with the journal entries.

"This is... Navajo's."

Dear Diary
Flo Rida came to the Rez and did a concert for the Navajo Nation Fair. Only, who didn't bother to tell him about the thing with his song "Whistle"?!

"Huh?" Sweden questions, looking at the young  woman the entry belongs to. Navajo only laughs.

"That was mainly a joke." She admits.

"I'm confused..." Veneziano mutters.

"Aren't we all..." Centro adds.

America chuckles, "Yeah, just call out the "things we shall not name" real quick. Nothing much, what about it?" The other nations belonging to the America's and Caribbean laugh as well.

"Uh... 'Things we shall not name'?" Germany questions. He had no clue what they were talking about.

"Um... I think I can get away with saying this..." Navajo mutters. "Have any of you heard of... 'skinwalkers'? For the record, that's as much as I'm willing to say it."

"I think I've heard of that before." Prussia says, Germany nodding behind him.

"Yeah, they're malevolent creatures from my culture. European American's usually compare them to like werewolves and stuff so they can wrap their heads around them, even though they're not even remotely related besides they transform into things... Info about them for people who wanna know more is also really hard to find since they've been so popularized by white people and also it's privatized by my tribe for reasons."

"Especially white people in the Appalachian's. No, Becky, that deer is not a flesh pedestrian, you are on the wrong side of the damn continent for those things..." America adds, muttering the last bit in a noticeably sarcastic tone as he pulls out a water bottle from... wherever he pulled it from.

"Where the fuck did you have that...? Yeah... they're generally described as 'witches' online. Because colonizers don't have more accurate words for things and force what they know onto things not even remotely related onto the thing they're comparing it to. Generally, English and other European stuff don't have adequate words to properly explain things. Yáadilá..." Navajo explains.

"How fun..." England grimaces.

"Yeah. If you want to avoid them if you're ever out there, just go outside at night and whistle really loudly. It'll scare 'em far away." Canada smirks. Navajo laughs, clapping before slapping America on the back, making him spit out some of his water and almost making him fall over. All the other tribes and American nations also begin laughing. The other nations seem confused, though a few (Australia, New Zealand, the other Polynesians, etc) seem to catch on or, at least, already knew about it.

"Moving on... This is about China." Norway says, gaining everyone's attention back.

China got executed a lot due to violent changes in government, which happened a lot. It got to the point where he just got annoyed every time it happened. His family and friends were always very concerned with the fact his people kept trying to kill him.

Awkward silence fills the room for a moment before Kenya turns to the old nation.

"How often did this happen?" she questions.

"Way too often." China deadpans. Kenya puffs put her cheeks and nods before turning away, making most other nations laugh at the short interaction.

China notes a stomach rumble from a couple nearby nations and moves to address the room. "We should probably go get lunch now. Anyone want to cook with me?" France, Spain, and Italy all raise their hands. "Great. Then come with me, you five."

The six nations head to the kitchen while other nations either decide to join in to help or go off to do whatever.

"Okay, but seriously, Ahanu. Where the fuck did you pull that water bottle from?" Navajo questions.

"My ass, obviously." Navajo raises and eyebrow. "Magic. The world may never know."

"You a Tootsie Pop commercial now, or something?" Cree questions, smirking.

"You're a Tootsie Pop commercial." Canada bursts into laughter at the childish insult while America puffs out his cheeks.

"The fuck does that even mean?!" Navajo laughs.

"I don't know-!" America wheezes.

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That is the next chapter of this.

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this.

Have a nice day/night, wash your hands, stay safe

Edit:
Native stuff is so hard to find (as in authentic/accurate Native stuff) cause of how it's been treated by Europeans
Oh yeah, post-quarantine America has braids, btw