[Hetalia] "Discoveries"
Title: "Discoveries"
Author: shuriken7
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America, England
Prompt: 19. Flowers @ 25fluffyfics, 62. Spring @ fanfic100
Word Count: 480
Rating: G
Summary: Little America helps England with his naturalist journals.
Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia
New England, sometime in the 17th Century...
“England, England!” England turned to see his younger brother running up to him cradling a bright red bird in his hands. He was curious about some of the plants and animals in this new land. America, eager child that he was wanted to show England what lived there. He had happily allowed the child to assist him, shy creatures would always come out when America was around. Animals loved him just about as much as he loved them. The bird in the boy’s palm chirped happily and America was all wide grins. “Isn’t he beautiful!”
The bird was indeed beautiful, sometimes it was unsettling to England how sometimes the birds looked so familiar, but some of them looked so foreign. Like those blasted birds that had gotten the name Turkey. They had given him quite a fright at first, strange looking chickens that they were. This one was different. It was a songbird that was clear, with bright red plumage.
“He looks like a Cardinal.”
“What’s that?” That’s right there were very few Catholics in this part of the New World, America would have no idea about them.
“It’s a man that wears clothing exactly that color, he is a member of the Catholic church.”
“Oh.” said America. The bird looked restless and he released it. It flew away chattering and America happily watched it fly. The boy ran off into the woods again, probably seeking something else to bring him back. England went back to his study of the nearby flora. The naturalist in him loved this place, there were so many things to catalogue, so many different creatures in the Americas that no one in Europe had ever seen. He loved exploring places like this. He had barely begun to draw the details of the tree’s leaves in his field journal than America returned this time holding a flower up to him.
“What should we call this one?” England looked at the flower being held out to him. It was white, with five petals. He took it between his own fingertips. It was a nostalgic looking bloom that reminded him of home with just slight differences.
“There is a flower in my home like this that is called the Common Hawthorn or Mayflower.” He handed it back to America, “You will have to show me where you found it.”
The boy nodded, “I’ll call it the Mayflower then too!”
England smiled. They continued like that for much of the day, it was relaxing for England who was so used to the drudgeries of Europe where there was little left to discover after the centuries it had been inhabited. At least nothing large, anyway. He considered teaching America how to catalogue species so that the next time he returned America could show him even more things. England looked forward to the discoveries.
Author: shuriken7
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Characters: America, England
Prompt: 19. Flowers @ 25fluffyfics, 62. Spring @ fanfic100
Word Count: 480
Rating: G
Summary: Little America helps England with his naturalist journals.
Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia
New England, sometime in the 17th Century...
“England, England!” England turned to see his younger brother running up to him cradling a bright red bird in his hands. He was curious about some of the plants and animals in this new land. America, eager child that he was wanted to show England what lived there. He had happily allowed the child to assist him, shy creatures would always come out when America was around. Animals loved him just about as much as he loved them. The bird in the boy’s palm chirped happily and America was all wide grins. “Isn’t he beautiful!”
The bird was indeed beautiful, sometimes it was unsettling to England how sometimes the birds looked so familiar, but some of them looked so foreign. Like those blasted birds that had gotten the name Turkey. They had given him quite a fright at first, strange looking chickens that they were. This one was different. It was a songbird that was clear, with bright red plumage.
“He looks like a Cardinal.”
“What’s that?” That’s right there were very few Catholics in this part of the New World, America would have no idea about them.
“It’s a man that wears clothing exactly that color, he is a member of the Catholic church.”
“Oh.” said America. The bird looked restless and he released it. It flew away chattering and America happily watched it fly. The boy ran off into the woods again, probably seeking something else to bring him back. England went back to his study of the nearby flora. The naturalist in him loved this place, there were so many things to catalogue, so many different creatures in the Americas that no one in Europe had ever seen. He loved exploring places like this. He had barely begun to draw the details of the tree’s leaves in his field journal than America returned this time holding a flower up to him.
“What should we call this one?” England looked at the flower being held out to him. It was white, with five petals. He took it between his own fingertips. It was a nostalgic looking bloom that reminded him of home with just slight differences.
“There is a flower in my home like this that is called the Common Hawthorn or Mayflower.” He handed it back to America, “You will have to show me where you found it.”
The boy nodded, “I’ll call it the Mayflower then too!”
England smiled. They continued like that for much of the day, it was relaxing for England who was so used to the drudgeries of Europe where there was little left to discover after the centuries it had been inhabited. At least nothing large, anyway. He considered teaching America how to catalogue species so that the next time he returned America could show him even more things. England looked forward to the discoveries.