Brotherhood (New Zealand Countryhumans)

Bugs, guns and cookies

America's POV:

So, everything until now was a complete blur, I don't remember exactly what happened. Nothing made sense. But now, Australia and I were hiding in a small shack. At least there is food. Maori -New Zealand's sister,- said that we aren't allowed out until she was sure Dad was not looking for us, I felt nervous, but those nerves eased as the day carried on.

I had asked Australia to tell what had just happened. The only thing he said was;

"UK bet your a$$, Malaysia and his friends helped me kidnap you, Maori is making us hide."

None of that cleared up anything. Thank you snarky Australia for being a significant help in catching me up, one why we're in a shack. Australia wouldn't talk to me after that, so I had to entertain myself. I looked around at the shelves that lined the walls of the shack, scanning for something that could be a little more interesting than the ever growing-silence and boredom creeping in within me.

Something caught my eye for a brief moment. Something sat on the highest shelf in the far corner. I stood up from the corner I sat in and walked over. It was too high for me to reach, so I looked around for a step stool. I found a small crate that would do the job.

"What the hell are you doing?" Aussie said judgingly.

I ignored him and climbed on top of the crate. I could only just reach the object that sparked my interest so much. As I grabbed onto it, I felt something crawl onto my hand. I freaked out and fell back off the crate with a loud girly squeal while dragging the object down to. I landed on the floor in a loud 'thud'. My butt hurt after that.

I continued to feel the crawling on my hand, and I turned my head to look at it. I could help but scream at that enormous creature. I waved my arm around wildly, trying to fling it away. That monstrous creature was about the size of my hand! And despite me trying to fling it away, it continued to crawl up my arm. I shouted for Aussie to save me from this creature.

"I have never seen a bugger like that before, you deal with it!" Aussie shouted. I didn't know what to do. Suddenly the shack door slammed open.

"WHAT ARE GUYS DOING?!" Maori shouted. I could hear the resentment in her voice. She walked over to me and grabbed my arm for me to stop waving it like a petty girl. She then picked the creature off of my arm and took it outside. I could feel myself sigh with relief.

Maori came back inside and looked at the two of us disappointedly.

"You guys are morons, what were you even doing?" She sighed.

"First, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT THING!!??" I yelled looking at my arm to see if I had gotten bitten, oh f#ck was I going to go rabid? Was I going to die? F#ck, f#ck, F###cckk.

"That was a weta, he is harmless and there is no need to be screaming like a petty girl, you are trying to hide, not get caught!" She retorted. I felt stupid, so I stayed quiet. I looked down to see that object I was trying to look at sitting in my lap.

It's... a gun? 

"You own a gun?" I asked, looking up at Maori. I could see her expression change to a more frightened kind of look. She snatched the gun from my hands.

"Yes. And it is a musket. I own quite a few. It's all UK seems to want to trade," She exhaled, putting the musket back on the shelf. Now I feel short. She didn't even use the crate.

"Trade? For what?"

New Zealand's POV:

Canada and Spain had been talking for a while and I was getting bored with playing with the blocks. I looked out the window and felt like exploring the back garden. I stood up and walked over to the back door.

"Little Aussie? Where are you going?" I could hear Spain say from the kitchen. I still hated it when she called me that.

"Outside, I would like to see your garden," I replied, opening the door.

"Okay, call out if you need me for anything," she said in a cheerful tone.

I stepped outside and closed the door behind me. I looked out at the beautiful garden that stood in front of me. Neatly trimmed bushes surrounded the garden and in the centre sat a small vegetable garden. I walked around for a bit. I circled the garden twice before I got bored.

When I had concluded that I would go back inside, I heard one bush rustle. I turned around to see the bush. It was shaking. I got a little nervous, but I was brave and checked it out.

I slowly approached the bush holding a rake that I had found leaning against the wall. I prodded the bush twice until I heard a voice.

"Stop, stop!" The little voice said. I stopped and put down the rake.

"Hello? Who are you?" I asked.

The bush moved again, and soon enough, a little country crawled out of the bushes. He seemed slightly younger than me.

"H-H-hi, I'm Antarctica," He said shyly. I looked around, confused about what to do next.

"I'm New Zealand," I said. Antarctica smiled at me. I smiled back, not knowing how to interact. He looked around nervously.

"Do you have anything to eat?" He asked.

"Um, yeah. Spain just baked some cookies, I can go grab some if you would like," I asked. He nodded wildly.

"Ooh yes! Just don't tell her I'm here, okay?" He said. I nodded and went back inside to grab some more cookies.

As I walked inside, I wondered why the kid was here and how he got in. The fence surrounded the entire house. I grabbed the plate of cookies without Spain or Canada noticing me. I walked back outside to see Antarctica sitting on the boundaries of the vegetable garden.

"Hey, I got the cookies," I said, putting them down next to him. I sat down on the other side of the cookies. Antarctica smiled and grabbed a cookie.

"So, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I was hungry," he shrugged. He picked up another cookie.

"Yeah, but why here? Is she your mum?" I asked, trying to understand a little more.

"Mum? I don't have a mum. I live on my own," He said while eating another cookie. I grabbed a cookie and ate it.

"On your own? Don't you have a brother or sister?"

"Nope, I'm all on my own," he sighed. I stopped eating and started considering things.

"I could be your brother," I said. Antarctica almost choked when I said that.

"Really?" he asked, tilting his head to the side a brief spark of hope in his eyes making me chuckle.

"Yeah! I wouldn't recommend living with us but I could visit you and I could give you food!" I offered. I could see a slight smile spread across his face.

"New Zealand? Who are you talking to?"

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Hey! Just a heads up. I won't be able to publish any more chapters for the next few days, I am going camping with my family.

-The Author