《Secrets of the State》Chapter Nine
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Chapter Nine: Maple Coffee
Prussia drove thru the night, everyone had passed out full of fast food and whatever snacks they could find. Not to mention dragging a few of them into Buc-ee's since in Austin own words "ain't a drive thru Texas if ya don't stop at a Buc-ee's"
They arrived early in the morning since Prussia pulled over for a power nap.
Lovino called republic the only one who was guaranteed to me awake this damn early. The sun wasn't even up yet. Everyone was annoyed or asleep.
"No one will be up!" Switzerland scolds trying to not wake his sister.
"Shut up!" Lovino growled.
"Buongiorno zio!" The Texan greeted happily. It had slipped his mind he taught the kid Italian way back when.
"We're here, open the gate." The Italy muttered, tired and wanted to pass out.
"Alright, I'll be right there. I'm in the fields, so it will be a minute" The boy warned and Southern Italy just sighed and told him to hurry up.
A few minutes passed and Switzerland's Angry glaring before the gate opened and lights along the road lite up. Prussia rolled through carefully, he knew that this place was crawling with animals. The gate shut behind them and Prussia stopped and opened the doors for a boy to hop on.
"Hola" He yawned sitting on the floor. Not bothering to sit in the empty seat, "Pops should be up so just knock on the door and he'll let you in to crash for a bit, Then you'll have to deal with the morning hell" The boy laughed, Prussia nodded sleepily pulling to a stop just next to a large building.
"The house is over there, it's a little bit of a walk so you can leave for bags an' stuff 'ere and get it in the mornin'" The said hopping off and walking off without another word. Walking back to were a wooden cart was set picking it up by the handles and continued his trek.
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"Who was that?" Japan asked standing up. He'd never seen the boy or this house.
"Austin, he goes by a few nicknames. Aussie, republic, Texas, Tejas. The list goes on. Just a warning for the safety of ourselves. Tell America if you have a gun on you or you might just have one pointed at your head," Denmark warned.
They soon all got to the front door, some holding up or just carrying others. Prussia knocked on the door with Kugelmugel in his arms as they peacefully sleep.
"Good morning" Alfred smiled opening the door letting them in. On the couch was a 5-year-old, a roughly 10 year old and a 15-year-old as well as Matthew
"Oh look, they have arrived, keep quiet. Maria just fell asleep and I have to keep up with fast subtitles" The girl growled before turning back to the tv. The TV played a children's movie in spainish with english subtitles. Maria was asleep on the girl's stomach and the boy had his eyes trained on the tv.
"Vala, can you put Maria in her bed?" Mexico asked yawning walking into the room. The girl, 'Vala' nodded adjusting the girl to get up.
"Good morning" Matthew smiled waving to them a cup of coffee in one hand and the 10 year old in the other. He just smiles and sips his coffee far too Canadian to show that he hates this idea.
Alfred showed them the spare rooms they end up pairing up with their siblings or close friends and sleep in their clothes.
Diego watched as Alfred walked back into the living room
"At least mine won't kill Espana" He sighed.
"Mine won't ether, they heard good from Aussie. It's England, France, and Russia who i'm worried about well, worried for," Alfred sighed.
"I have a feeling Quebec is planning something... bad" Matthew sighed as Edward slept on his side.
"I think mine will join the 'I hate England and France" club just to watch them get beat up." Diego laughed
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"I wonder how long the south lasts before their so called 'southern hospitality' breaks" Alma adds walking into the room, hair tied back and still in pajamas.
"I say Tennessee breaks first and slaps Iggy across the face!" Quebec laughed amused.
"Why are you two awake eh? Canada asked tilting his head.
"A few nations don't know the meaning of 'let the kids sleep'" Felix sighed walking in with a cup of coffee.
"They woke us all up" Jackson grumbled, "imma bout to tie 'em to a tree till high noon dammit"
"What." Hunter states, very confused.
"I want to tie the nations that are being loud to a tree until lunch time" The southern us personification states with less accent and more words.
"Oh! Okay" Hunter smiled before turning to Matthew, "Daddy! Can we have pancakes for breakfast?" He asked.
"Hunter it's like 5am" the Canadian sighed, "But alright" Matthew smiled picked up Kumajirou and tossed a blanket over Edward.
"Let's get breakfast start eh?"
"Yay!" Hunter hoped around his father excited to eat.
"He is way too energetic for this early in the morning" Lalia complained.
"This is going to be just peachy" Alfred grumbled, "Mattie can ya make me some of that maple coffee?" That had to be his vermont side speaking and honestly, maple coffee sounded good right now.
"Make that two por favor!" Diego asked, Mattie made good maple coffee.
"Sure" was heard softly from the kitchen.
"Hey padre" Francisco asked, "is Sil- Austin in the fields?"
Diego's children only got back in touch with their more American brother after many years. They only learned of Asutin's name change when they met him all over again and when Alma almost crushed him in a hug. So the name was something they were getting used to. Is it weird sharing a son with your brother, a little. Since Austin was adopted on both ends, also not weird.
"He always is" Deigo sighed pulling back the curtain to show the light of a lamp coming from Austin's cart.
"I'm going to help him," Francisco sighed pulling on his boots.
Francisco had been trying the hardest to get Austin at ease with all of them around. He was still ansy but it was progress. He figured out farming in the morning was music playing in the background was the easiest way to talk to Austin.
Angel came down and helped with breakfast. Payton came down with Puerto Rico.
"Daaaad is Luca awake? Alex won't stop crying" He complained trying to calm to toddler.
Alma got off the couch and put down her cup, "Give him to me," she sighed, taking the boy from her cousin. She went to the rocking chair and attempted to calm down the 4 year old.
"This is going to be great" Diego sighed rubbing his temples.
"Tell me bout it bro" Jackson sighed, "I think I'll join Austin in his afternoon naps. I think it'll do me well with dis many people about"
"I second that," Alfred said muffled from having a pillow in his face from Aaron.
"Sleepy time now!" The icy seven year old demanded.
"Then you go to sleep snowflake, I have to stay up" Alfred sighed with a soft smile.
"No! Sleep!" Aaron demanded.
"How about we watch Frozen?" Alfred offered. The Alaskan thought for a moment before he nodded.
Alfred put on frozen and buried Aaron in blankets and turned down the temperature.
"Coffee is ready" The canadian called, sending both Diego and Alfred tripping over each other to get their coffee.
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