[FanFic] A different time from History part 1
Title: A different time from History
Rating/s: Adult Teen, R18 (you had been warned!) Lemon
Genre: Romance, (twisted history), Humor
Warnings: wrong grammar (in some points) R18 , One shot? I may use their human names from time to time.
Characters: (Ancient Countries) Grandpa Rome, Mother Greece, Mama Egypt, Germania, China (yes, his old), OC Ancient Philippines, Conquistador Spain, Naughty France, Awesome Prussia, England - mention of OC Chibi Philippines, America, Canada
Pairing/s: SpainXAncient Philippines, GreeceXRomeXEgypt
A/N: Ancient Philippines first inhabitants were the Aetas or Negritos around 40,000 years ago, but there fossils of early human specifically the ‘Homo Sapiens’ remains in the island of Palawan.
Before the country was named “Philippines/Pilipinas” “Las Islas Filipinas” there were other names given to the country. I’m using Archipelago de Celebes as my Ancient Philippines name, yes , that name was also given by the Spaniard because of the Celebes sea below the Philippines. But France and Gilbert will use Maniolas name given by Plotemy and Greece.
I don’t know what ancient Philippines human name, can you guys tell me? I know some uses Isabela Wang also is Alejandor the popular name for Mexico canon? I’m not sure but I’ll use it for the time being.
Summary: When his daughter had asked who her mother is, the Empire couldn’t answer. She was different from the other countries that have been discovered. She wasn’t just an island that was found on an expedition she was his love child from an ‘Ancient’ county long gone and forgotten by her people.
Preview:
“Maria! Come back here!” he heard Antonio’s son’s voice
“hija! parar! ponte ropa primero!” then he heard Antonio’s voice shouting from the distance he looked at his Albino friend still laughing
“Gilbert are you drunk?” he asked an eyebrow raise with a confuse face. The Prussian continued to laugh “Nein! Nein! Kesesesese!”
Brows knit together he asked the Prussian again “then what are you laughing at?”
“Vait for it Francy-pants! She’s coming!” he replied and not a moment later a thumping sound could be heard. “here she comes! KESESESE! Frau! Hurry! Your Vatti and bruder and coming!” he shouted to the figure approaching the corner, he saw a little naked girl running all over the house giggling to herself while looking back to see if her pursuers are still chasing her, his jaw dropped and the Prussian continued to laugh. “faster Freu! Faster!”
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Las Islas Filipinas, Intramuros 156X
A small little girl with tanned skin and chubby face happily run across the corridor of her house not minding the fluttering of the hems and dusk her elegant dress caught as she had heard that her father had returned from the Peninsula. She hurriedly went to the molave wood door who her father had carved it to welcome him.
“Papa!” she screams holding a water buffalo stuff toy close to her chest. The said man look where the voice came from and a smile grace his face “Mi hija! Filipinas!” he kneeled down with open arms and waited for the little girl crash into her. “Welcome home Papa!” she kissed his forehead followed by a kiss on both cheeks “I miss you Papa” she said “I miss you too hija” he replied then he was kissed on his chin “Did you miss me?” she asked innocently as to confirm if he had also missed her, he giggled “Si! Si!”
Beside them a Frenchman kept watching on the father-daughter kissing in front of him, how he wish she had a daughter who would lovingly kiss him after he had returned, he pouted but keep watch on the two .“I love you Papa!” the little girl cupped her father’s face with her little hands and oh so suddenly kissed him on the lips.
“QUOI?!”
Spain looked back at his companion with a confuse look “Que?” he asked as he lifted his little island daughter, the little girl giggled as she was lifted from the floor and encircled her arms in his neck.
“s-she kissed…” he pointed to his lips as he stutters the empire just looked at him and smiles “of course, it’s how little girls greets their parents here,”
An idea popped in France’s head “Espagne, you haven’t introduce moi to your fille” if his daughter would greet that way then he could kiss her without consequence. “Oh! I forgot!Hija this is Señor France” he gestured to his French companion “he is Papa’s friend”
“Bonjour mon cher Philippines! I am your oncle France, oui’?” he gave the little girl a huge smile masking his true intention. “Espagne, can I hold her?” he asked, the empire looked at France and to his daughter and back to France, he was hesitating sensing her father’s hesitation she pulled her arms away from his neck and offer it to her ‘Papa’s friend’ . France could feel his victory as he carried the little girl away from the father, the little girl put an arm around his neck to steady herself and greeted the man “Buenosdias o-oncle…?-France!” she lifted her head to the Frenchman and he leaned his head expecting a kiss but no kiss came he looked down and saw the little girl bump her head just below his knuckles. His face was hysterical and priceless “n-no kiss? Baiser? Beso?”he asked looking back and forth at the little girl and the father. Spain held his chuckle but couldn’t
“It is not funny Espagne! Why do you receive a beso and I don’t!” an annoyed face plastered on his face, he looked back at the little island colony “mon cher~ why didn’t you kiss oncle?”
“because I only kiss Papa!”she replied innocently giving the Frenchman a blow in his stomach
“b-but mon cher, oncle needs one too, oui?” he pleaded
“you look pathetic pleading, amigo” he chuckled , taking back his daughter from the Frenchman
“Tais-toi! It is not fare! Why do you have a cute daughter who would kiss you 5 times when you return and I don’t!! not to mention on the lips!! On the lips! Espagne!” he sulked biting on a handkerchief from God knows where he took.
Spain beamed proudly that he is the only empire with a daughter who would kiss him, he looked at France and lifted his nose “that is because I am her Papa and she loves me, Si hija?” he looked at his daughter to confirm “I love Kuya Nueva too!” the empire was taken back. “yes… but you love Papa more, Si?” he ask almost pleading like the Frenchman
“No, I like kuya Nueva more!” France didn’t even bother to hide his laughter at the pathetic face of his friend.
“b-but… you should love Papa more, hija!”
“No! Nueva! Put me down Papa, I’ll wake Nueva to make you dinner” and she trotted away
“you look pathetic pleading, ami” he laugh clutching his sides, tears on his eye
“Callate!” but he continued to laugh
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Le awesome time skip brought to you by the awesome Gilbert “Kesesesese!”
Night fell and dinner was served most of it are local dishes for the new arrivals to taste. Another friend of Spain came and joined the dinner.
“Maria, eat your food first before you play with the chick” his brother scolded right beside her
“but, it’s so cute, look at it Nueva! Look!” she shoves it in front of him.
“it is not a chick! It’s a bird!” the Prussian corrected the other child of his friend
“right… a baby bird” he scoped some rice and chicken adobo in his spoon and placed it in front of her mouth “say Aaah” he said before feeding it to his little sister
“Aaah!” she opened her mouth still playing at the yellow bird. Spain who is still jealous from his son tried to get the attention of his daughter “Hija, do you want Papa to feed you?” he asked hopping that his daughter wouldn’t choose her brother “No, I want Nueva” she replied “Why?”
“because I love Nueva!” breaking his heart again at her reply, a tear threatening to fall from his eyes. Alejandro very well knows how his father could be melodramatic.
“she still loves you Papa” he reassured his father.
“really?”
A tired sigh escape his mouth “Si, I’m pretty sure, Papa”
“Pedobear” Gilbert mumbled.
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After dinner Antonio, Alejandro and Maria took a bath all together upon the persistence of Maria and supported by her doting father telling his sane son that it was family bonding. Francis insisted that he too should also join; he reasoned that he wasn’t too fond of the weather but Antonio knew very well Francis and his perverted schemes. He told Francis about a river where young girls go bathing and the idiot rapidly went to the place.
When Francis returned, clothes tore apart from the local men chasing him with their butterfly knives after he had found out the bathing area was for men, he found Gilbert on the hall laughing uncontrollably loud holding a bottle of local wine in his hand half empty while the other is clutch to his stomach .
“Maria! Come back here!” he heard Antonio’s son’s voice
“hija! parar! ponte ropa primero!” then he heard Antonio’s voice shouting from the distance he looked at his Albino friend still laughing
“Gilbert are you drunk?” he asked an eyebrow raise with a confuse face. The Prussian continued to laugh “Nein! Nein! Kesesesese!”
Brows knit together he asked the Prussian again “then what are you laughing at?”
“Vait for it Francy-pants! She’s coming!” he replied and not a moment later a thumping sound could be heard. “here she comes! KESESESE! Frau! Hurry! Your Vatti and bruder and coming!” he shouted to the figure approaching the corner, he saw a little naked girl running all over the house giggling to herself while looking back to see if her pursuers are still chasing her, his jaw dropped and the Prussian continued to laugh. “faster Freu! Faster!”
“Don’t encourage her!” Then another figure came chasing the naked girl. Francis jaw dropped longer as a tanned young boy came, his towel flew right to his face as it had loosen its grip on the boys waist and was naked.
“Pinche! My Towel!” he screamed and covered his vital region still running passing Gilbert and him “Maria! volver aquí!” he shouted “Gilbert, help us!”
“NO! HIS NOT TOUCHING MIJA! THE LEAST NAKED, NO!” Antonio’s voice boomed all over the house
Gilbert continued to laugh “Keseseses! I’d love to but your Vatti von’t allow me! He’ll kill me!” he replied in between laughs to the fleeting boy. Francis took the towel away from his face and looked back at Gilbert his jaw still dropped.
“how long have they been doing that?” he asked frozen in place.
“since you left” he replied coolly “you should had seen how her daughter came running out of the bathroom covered in soap! Now she’s running for the second time from them” he drank another from the bottle.
“Maria! Alejandro!” Antonio shouted running towards to his two friends already naked and not bothering to cover up his vital regions. Gilbert’s eye turn to saucer as he saw his friend naked, he threw up his drink and almost got choked while Francis’s nose begun to bleed. “mis hijos, put on some clothes!” he shouted passing them with his sexy butt caught the attention of the two.
“THE SAME GOES TO YOU TONI!” Gilbert shouted wiping away the wasted liquor in his lips not a second later Francis came running towards the three also naked “’Wait for me mon cher ~ I’ll join too~”
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“Maria, don’t ever run again naked, especially when my friends are here” he reprimand his daughter
The little girl puffed her cheeks to the side and pouted. “Maria, listen to Papa, you shouldn’t get naked especially…” he looked at France “especially when that guy is here” he pointed with his thumb to Francis
“Que?”
“His a perverito”
France was about to say something when Antonio cut him first. “jeez, you’re like your Mama, always walking around naked” everyone looked at the Spaniard with raised eyebrow “Like her Mama?” Francis inquire. Antonio’s eyes became wide then small he didn’t answer “Papa?” Maria asked
“Alejandro, hijo, take your sister in my room and sleep there, Si?” he said avoiding the topic, he knew Maria would ask about her ‘Mama’ , she didn’t knew she had a mother all she knows was she was his daughter but had no mother. Alejandor sensing the change of attitude of their father took Maria to their father’s room “Papa!”
“Hija, go to sleep” raising his voice, the little girl quivered at the harsh tone “Nueva…”
“Shhh…Don’t worry Maria, hermano will be with you, Papa is just tired” he assured the little girl
“Really?” she asked hopefully tightening her grip on his hand
“Si! So let’s just sleep for tonight and wait for Papa to tell you” she nodded and both of them went to their father’s room.
At the parlor Antonio, Gilbert and Francis sat on the chairs and sofa. Two men with knitted brows looked at their Spanish friend who had a solemn look.
“Antonio, we know it’s not our business but…” France couldn’t finish his sentence and inhaled, Spain looked heartbroken
“Spain is-“ he was cut off.
“Toni! Does she have a Mutti?” Gilbert asked directly without hesitation. The empire didn’t look at him but nodded his head.
France took another deep breath with enough courage he asked again “Did you annihilated her mother?” he asked Spain with a serious face he rarely wares. Antonio looked back with wide eyes and knitted brows like them.
“NO! what are you talking about?!”
“Spain don’t lie, we of all country know you very well and you being a Conquistador it is poss-“
“she’s different from the New World, I didn’t just found her like your ‘sons’, Francis” he explained still not looking at the two.
“then how did you had Las Islas Filipinas?” he asked accusingly to the empire. “Clearly if she had a motherland before her, then you must have killed their culture with yours! You know very well Ancients die if their culture has been change or influenced by a raising new power like us!”
“I didn’t kill her!” he looked at France “she…she…gave birth to her… after I returned from the peninsula”
“That is impossible!” Francis corrected
“then how do you explain North and South Italy? Greece and Egypt?” he dare for him to answer he thought for a while“But that is still im-“
“France, it’s possible” Gilbert cut in “ a new country or island can be born under a new dominant influence from a super power except if it had been discovered like the New World, like your sons that had no mother country”
Francis’s eye became wide then turned small as he had deduced “then she is really ‘yours’”
Spain took a long deep breath “yes, She is my daughter, my love child from an ancient ‘Maniolas’
Rating/s: Adult Teen, R18 (you had been warned!) Lemon
Genre: Romance, (twisted history), Humor
Warnings: wrong grammar (in some points) R18 , One shot? I may use their human names from time to time.
Characters: (Ancient Countries) Grandpa Rome, Mother Greece, Mama Egypt, Germania, China (yes, his old), OC Ancient Philippines, Conquistador Spain, Naughty France, Awesome Prussia, England - mention of OC Chibi Philippines, America, Canada
Pairing/s: SpainXAncient Philippines, GreeceXRomeXEgypt
A/N: Ancient Philippines first inhabitants were the Aetas or Negritos around 40,000 years ago, but there fossils of early human specifically the ‘Homo Sapiens’ remains in the island of Palawan.
Before the country was named “Philippines/Pilipinas” “Las Islas Filipinas” there were other names given to the country. I’m using Archipelago de Celebes as my Ancient Philippines name, yes , that name was also given by the Spaniard because of the Celebes sea below the Philippines. But France and Gilbert will use Maniolas name given by Plotemy and Greece.
I don’t know what ancient Philippines human name, can you guys tell me? I know some uses Isabela Wang also is Alejandor the popular name for Mexico canon? I’m not sure but I’ll use it for the time being.
Summary: When his daughter had asked who her mother is, the Empire couldn’t answer. She was different from the other countries that have been discovered. She wasn’t just an island that was found on an expedition she was his love child from an ‘Ancient’ county long gone and forgotten by her people.
Preview:
“Maria! Come back here!” he heard Antonio’s son’s voice
“hija! parar! ponte ropa primero!” then he heard Antonio’s voice shouting from the distance he looked at his Albino friend still laughing
“Gilbert are you drunk?” he asked an eyebrow raise with a confuse face. The Prussian continued to laugh “Nein! Nein! Kesesesese!”
Brows knit together he asked the Prussian again “then what are you laughing at?”
“Vait for it Francy-pants! She’s coming!” he replied and not a moment later a thumping sound could be heard. “here she comes! KESESESE! Frau! Hurry! Your Vatti and bruder and coming!” he shouted to the figure approaching the corner, he saw a little naked girl running all over the house giggling to herself while looking back to see if her pursuers are still chasing her, his jaw dropped and the Prussian continued to laugh. “faster Freu! Faster!”
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Las Islas Filipinas, Intramuros 156X
A small little girl with tanned skin and chubby face happily run across the corridor of her house not minding the fluttering of the hems and dusk her elegant dress caught as she had heard that her father had returned from the Peninsula. She hurriedly went to the molave wood door who her father had carved it to welcome him.
“Papa!” she screams holding a water buffalo stuff toy close to her chest. The said man look where the voice came from and a smile grace his face “Mi hija! Filipinas!” he kneeled down with open arms and waited for the little girl crash into her. “Welcome home Papa!” she kissed his forehead followed by a kiss on both cheeks “I miss you Papa” she said “I miss you too hija” he replied then he was kissed on his chin “Did you miss me?” she asked innocently as to confirm if he had also missed her, he giggled “Si! Si!”
Beside them a Frenchman kept watching on the father-daughter kissing in front of him, how he wish she had a daughter who would lovingly kiss him after he had returned, he pouted but keep watch on the two .“I love you Papa!” the little girl cupped her father’s face with her little hands and oh so suddenly kissed him on the lips.
“QUOI?!”
Spain looked back at his companion with a confuse look “Que?” he asked as he lifted his little island daughter, the little girl giggled as she was lifted from the floor and encircled her arms in his neck.
“s-she kissed…” he pointed to his lips as he stutters the empire just looked at him and smiles “of course, it’s how little girls greets their parents here,”
An idea popped in France’s head “Espagne, you haven’t introduce moi to your fille” if his daughter would greet that way then he could kiss her without consequence. “Oh! I forgot!Hija this is Señor France” he gestured to his French companion “he is Papa’s friend”
“Bonjour mon cher Philippines! I am your oncle France, oui’?” he gave the little girl a huge smile masking his true intention. “Espagne, can I hold her?” he asked, the empire looked at France and to his daughter and back to France, he was hesitating sensing her father’s hesitation she pulled her arms away from his neck and offer it to her ‘Papa’s friend’ . France could feel his victory as he carried the little girl away from the father, the little girl put an arm around his neck to steady herself and greeted the man “Buenosdias o-oncle…?-France!” she lifted her head to the Frenchman and he leaned his head expecting a kiss but no kiss came he looked down and saw the little girl bump her head just below his knuckles. His face was hysterical and priceless “n-no kiss? Baiser? Beso?”he asked looking back and forth at the little girl and the father. Spain held his chuckle but couldn’t
“It is not funny Espagne! Why do you receive a beso and I don’t!” an annoyed face plastered on his face, he looked back at the little island colony “mon cher~ why didn’t you kiss oncle?”
“because I only kiss Papa!”she replied innocently giving the Frenchman a blow in his stomach
“b-but mon cher, oncle needs one too, oui?” he pleaded
“you look pathetic pleading, amigo” he chuckled , taking back his daughter from the Frenchman
“Tais-toi! It is not fare! Why do you have a cute daughter who would kiss you 5 times when you return and I don’t!! not to mention on the lips!! On the lips! Espagne!” he sulked biting on a handkerchief from God knows where he took.
Spain beamed proudly that he is the only empire with a daughter who would kiss him, he looked at France and lifted his nose “that is because I am her Papa and she loves me, Si hija?” he looked at his daughter to confirm “I love Kuya Nueva too!” the empire was taken back. “yes… but you love Papa more, Si?” he ask almost pleading like the Frenchman
“No, I like kuya Nueva more!” France didn’t even bother to hide his laughter at the pathetic face of his friend.
“b-but… you should love Papa more, hija!”
“No! Nueva! Put me down Papa, I’ll wake Nueva to make you dinner” and she trotted away
“you look pathetic pleading, ami” he laugh clutching his sides, tears on his eye
“Callate!” but he continued to laugh
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Le awesome time skip brought to you by the awesome Gilbert “Kesesesese!”
Night fell and dinner was served most of it are local dishes for the new arrivals to taste. Another friend of Spain came and joined the dinner.
“Maria, eat your food first before you play with the chick” his brother scolded right beside her
“but, it’s so cute, look at it Nueva! Look!” she shoves it in front of him.
“it is not a chick! It’s a bird!” the Prussian corrected the other child of his friend
“right… a baby bird” he scoped some rice and chicken adobo in his spoon and placed it in front of her mouth “say Aaah” he said before feeding it to his little sister
“Aaah!” she opened her mouth still playing at the yellow bird. Spain who is still jealous from his son tried to get the attention of his daughter “Hija, do you want Papa to feed you?” he asked hopping that his daughter wouldn’t choose her brother “No, I want Nueva” she replied “Why?”
“because I love Nueva!” breaking his heart again at her reply, a tear threatening to fall from his eyes. Alejandro very well knows how his father could be melodramatic.
“she still loves you Papa” he reassured his father.
“really?”
A tired sigh escape his mouth “Si, I’m pretty sure, Papa”
“Pedobear” Gilbert mumbled.
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After dinner Antonio, Alejandro and Maria took a bath all together upon the persistence of Maria and supported by her doting father telling his sane son that it was family bonding. Francis insisted that he too should also join; he reasoned that he wasn’t too fond of the weather but Antonio knew very well Francis and his perverted schemes. He told Francis about a river where young girls go bathing and the idiot rapidly went to the place.
When Francis returned, clothes tore apart from the local men chasing him with their butterfly knives after he had found out the bathing area was for men, he found Gilbert on the hall laughing uncontrollably loud holding a bottle of local wine in his hand half empty while the other is clutch to his stomach .
“Maria! Come back here!” he heard Antonio’s son’s voice
“hija! parar! ponte ropa primero!” then he heard Antonio’s voice shouting from the distance he looked at his Albino friend still laughing
“Gilbert are you drunk?” he asked an eyebrow raise with a confuse face. The Prussian continued to laugh “Nein! Nein! Kesesesese!”
Brows knit together he asked the Prussian again “then what are you laughing at?”
“Vait for it Francy-pants! She’s coming!” he replied and not a moment later a thumping sound could be heard. “here she comes! KESESESE! Frau! Hurry! Your Vatti and bruder and coming!” he shouted to the figure approaching the corner, he saw a little naked girl running all over the house giggling to herself while looking back to see if her pursuers are still chasing her, his jaw dropped and the Prussian continued to laugh. “faster Freu! Faster!”
“Don’t encourage her!” Then another figure came chasing the naked girl. Francis jaw dropped longer as a tanned young boy came, his towel flew right to his face as it had loosen its grip on the boys waist and was naked.
“Pinche! My Towel!” he screamed and covered his vital region still running passing Gilbert and him “Maria! volver aquí!” he shouted “Gilbert, help us!”
“NO! HIS NOT TOUCHING MIJA! THE LEAST NAKED, NO!” Antonio’s voice boomed all over the house
Gilbert continued to laugh “Keseseses! I’d love to but your Vatti von’t allow me! He’ll kill me!” he replied in between laughs to the fleeting boy. Francis took the towel away from his face and looked back at Gilbert his jaw still dropped.
“how long have they been doing that?” he asked frozen in place.
“since you left” he replied coolly “you should had seen how her daughter came running out of the bathroom covered in soap! Now she’s running for the second time from them” he drank another from the bottle.
“Maria! Alejandro!” Antonio shouted running towards to his two friends already naked and not bothering to cover up his vital regions. Gilbert’s eye turn to saucer as he saw his friend naked, he threw up his drink and almost got choked while Francis’s nose begun to bleed. “mis hijos, put on some clothes!” he shouted passing them with his sexy butt caught the attention of the two.
“THE SAME GOES TO YOU TONI!” Gilbert shouted wiping away the wasted liquor in his lips not a second later Francis came running towards the three also naked “’Wait for me mon cher ~ I’ll join too~”
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“Maria, don’t ever run again naked, especially when my friends are here” he reprimand his daughter
The little girl puffed her cheeks to the side and pouted. “Maria, listen to Papa, you shouldn’t get naked especially…” he looked at France “especially when that guy is here” he pointed with his thumb to Francis
“Que?”
“His a perverito”
France was about to say something when Antonio cut him first. “jeez, you’re like your Mama, always walking around naked” everyone looked at the Spaniard with raised eyebrow “Like her Mama?” Francis inquire. Antonio’s eyes became wide then small he didn’t answer “Papa?” Maria asked
“Alejandro, hijo, take your sister in my room and sleep there, Si?” he said avoiding the topic, he knew Maria would ask about her ‘Mama’ , she didn’t knew she had a mother all she knows was she was his daughter but had no mother. Alejandor sensing the change of attitude of their father took Maria to their father’s room “Papa!”
“Hija, go to sleep” raising his voice, the little girl quivered at the harsh tone “Nueva…”
“Shhh…Don’t worry Maria, hermano will be with you, Papa is just tired” he assured the little girl
“Really?” she asked hopefully tightening her grip on his hand
“Si! So let’s just sleep for tonight and wait for Papa to tell you” she nodded and both of them went to their father’s room.
At the parlor Antonio, Gilbert and Francis sat on the chairs and sofa. Two men with knitted brows looked at their Spanish friend who had a solemn look.
“Antonio, we know it’s not our business but…” France couldn’t finish his sentence and inhaled, Spain looked heartbroken
“Spain is-“ he was cut off.
“Toni! Does she have a Mutti?” Gilbert asked directly without hesitation. The empire didn’t look at him but nodded his head.
France took another deep breath with enough courage he asked again “Did you annihilated her mother?” he asked Spain with a serious face he rarely wares. Antonio looked back with wide eyes and knitted brows like them.
“NO! what are you talking about?!”
“Spain don’t lie, we of all country know you very well and you being a Conquistador it is poss-“
“she’s different from the New World, I didn’t just found her like your ‘sons’, Francis” he explained still not looking at the two.
“then how did you had Las Islas Filipinas?” he asked accusingly to the empire. “Clearly if she had a motherland before her, then you must have killed their culture with yours! You know very well Ancients die if their culture has been change or influenced by a raising new power like us!”
“I didn’t kill her!” he looked at France “she…she…gave birth to her… after I returned from the peninsula”
“That is impossible!” Francis corrected
“then how do you explain North and South Italy? Greece and Egypt?” he dare for him to answer he thought for a while“But that is still im-“
“France, it’s possible” Gilbert cut in “ a new country or island can be born under a new dominant influence from a super power except if it had been discovered like the New World, like your sons that had no mother country”
Francis’s eye became wide then turned small as he had deduced “then she is really ‘yours’”
Spain took a long deep breath “yes, She is my daughter, my love child from an ancient ‘Maniolas’