[5 Prompts][Hetalia OC] "Beginnings" WyomingxColorado
Title: "Beginnings"
Fandom: Hetalia
Pairing: OCxOC (state-tans, WyomingxColorado)
Prompt: Table # 19, # 1
Words: 737
Rating: PG
Warnings: Original Characters. Me playing with the idea of if the states were done in the way nations are in Hetalia.
Summary: Wyoming wakes up with a curiosity about his new siblings, especially a certain sibling to the south.
Edit: 1/20/10 I just realized I was being dyslexic about dates again! It's been fixed!
Being a western state was a confusing thing, sometimes it was difficult to remember where you ended and another began. It was different for their eastern siblings, their lines had been drawn long ago. The west had been drawn and redrawn, some of them broken down and birthing entirely new identities. Dakota had been split into the male and female psyches of what had used to be one person before human politics decided there should be two states instead of one. A person always had a hard time telling when they left one state and entered another in the west. Where did they begin and where did they end in this vast wilderness?
It was late in the 19th century that Wyoming opened his eyes to see the faces of his siblings for the first time.
“Wow! This one is really cute!”
“He looks a lot like you, America.” Wyoming blinked up into the face of his nation. He reached up and touched the glasses that covered eyes that matched his. America ruffled the wheat-colored hair of the toddler before he set him down with other children who all looked at him curiously.
The tall nation turned to a child that looked to be around twelve years old by human reckoning.
“Nebraska,” America said addressing the brown haired boy, “I expect you’ll take care of your new brother.”
“We’ll be fine. We haven’t been done in yet. I think the east needs you more right now. Besides, I haven’t let you down yet, right? We’ll survive.” America’s face fell a little, the joy at the birth of another American territory was being overridden by the pain he felt as he helped patch up the damage caused by the rebellion of the southern states. The pain that America had felt about killing another nation, a fledgling nation that had called itself the Confederate States of America, some of the states had chosen to follow that banner.
Wyoming watched as Nebraska hugged the nation tightly. Would he have to grow up that quickly too? He could feel his lands pulsing beneath his skin. Land that was vast and open. At his heart was a boiling cauldron of wonders that the American people had just begun to explore. He watched as America bid farewell to his siblings to begin traveling back to the east to take care of what he learned were his older brothers and sisters. They were not real siblings, not in the sense that humans would take it, but they were all part of a brotherhood that formed the United States of America.
After closing the door behind the departing nation Nebraska turned to the young children all around the room. “C’mon everyone let’s introduce ourselves. Welcome to the world Wyoming, my name is Nebraska. One day you’ll grow up to be a state like me.”
Wyoming was quickly tackled from behind by another toddler not much bigger than he was. “I’m Montana Territory, nice to meet you Wyoming Territory. My land is above yours on the map, I guess that means I’ll always be able to sit on your head!” The toddler was quickly moved off by Nebraska as the other territories moved in to introduce themselves. Wyoming’s young mind was a blur with names like Utah territory, Idaho territory and Dakota territory. He had met most of his immediate neighbors except for one that was shyly sitting in the corner of the cabin playing with a small toy animal. Wyoming instinctively knew that animal, they all did. Elk had been roaming across their lands for a very long time. Her appearance was that of a three year old. Her light brown curls reflecting the firelight as she played with the elk model. Nebraska followed Wyoming’s gaze.
“Introduce yourself, Colorado.” The girl looked up at Nebraska and then at Wyoming. She smiled.
“I’m Colorado territory, nice to meet you Wyoming territory.” She handed him the toy and he took it. There was something a little different about her than his other neighbors. He could see diverse lands in her eyes, not just the open plains, hills, and mountains that he knew. In his newly awakened mind he hoped that one day he would be able to experience those lands as well, beyond the edges of his consciousness.
Fandom: Hetalia
Pairing: OCxOC (state-tans, WyomingxColorado)
Prompt: Table # 19, # 1
Words: 737
Rating: PG
Warnings: Original Characters. Me playing with the idea of if the states were done in the way nations are in Hetalia.
Summary: Wyoming wakes up with a curiosity about his new siblings, especially a certain sibling to the south.
Edit: 1/20/10 I just realized I was being dyslexic about dates again! It's been fixed!
Being a western state was a confusing thing, sometimes it was difficult to remember where you ended and another began. It was different for their eastern siblings, their lines had been drawn long ago. The west had been drawn and redrawn, some of them broken down and birthing entirely new identities. Dakota had been split into the male and female psyches of what had used to be one person before human politics decided there should be two states instead of one. A person always had a hard time telling when they left one state and entered another in the west. Where did they begin and where did they end in this vast wilderness?
It was late in the 19th century that Wyoming opened his eyes to see the faces of his siblings for the first time.
“Wow! This one is really cute!”
“He looks a lot like you, America.” Wyoming blinked up into the face of his nation. He reached up and touched the glasses that covered eyes that matched his. America ruffled the wheat-colored hair of the toddler before he set him down with other children who all looked at him curiously.
The tall nation turned to a child that looked to be around twelve years old by human reckoning.
“Nebraska,” America said addressing the brown haired boy, “I expect you’ll take care of your new brother.”
“We’ll be fine. We haven’t been done in yet. I think the east needs you more right now. Besides, I haven’t let you down yet, right? We’ll survive.” America’s face fell a little, the joy at the birth of another American territory was being overridden by the pain he felt as he helped patch up the damage caused by the rebellion of the southern states. The pain that America had felt about killing another nation, a fledgling nation that had called itself the Confederate States of America, some of the states had chosen to follow that banner.
Wyoming watched as Nebraska hugged the nation tightly. Would he have to grow up that quickly too? He could feel his lands pulsing beneath his skin. Land that was vast and open. At his heart was a boiling cauldron of wonders that the American people had just begun to explore. He watched as America bid farewell to his siblings to begin traveling back to the east to take care of what he learned were his older brothers and sisters. They were not real siblings, not in the sense that humans would take it, but they were all part of a brotherhood that formed the United States of America.
After closing the door behind the departing nation Nebraska turned to the young children all around the room. “C’mon everyone let’s introduce ourselves. Welcome to the world Wyoming, my name is Nebraska. One day you’ll grow up to be a state like me.”
Wyoming was quickly tackled from behind by another toddler not much bigger than he was. “I’m Montana Territory, nice to meet you Wyoming Territory. My land is above yours on the map, I guess that means I’ll always be able to sit on your head!” The toddler was quickly moved off by Nebraska as the other territories moved in to introduce themselves. Wyoming’s young mind was a blur with names like Utah territory, Idaho territory and Dakota territory. He had met most of his immediate neighbors except for one that was shyly sitting in the corner of the cabin playing with a small toy animal. Wyoming instinctively knew that animal, they all did. Elk had been roaming across their lands for a very long time. Her appearance was that of a three year old. Her light brown curls reflecting the firelight as she played with the elk model. Nebraska followed Wyoming’s gaze.
“Introduce yourself, Colorado.” The girl looked up at Nebraska and then at Wyoming. She smiled.
“I’m Colorado territory, nice to meet you Wyoming territory.” She handed him the toy and he took it. There was something a little different about her than his other neighbors. He could see diverse lands in her eyes, not just the open plains, hills, and mountains that he knew. In his newly awakened mind he hoped that one day he would be able to experience those lands as well, beyond the edges of his consciousness.