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Fandom Island of Hetalia

England


(Google Translate is indeed a magical tool.  And sorry... am a bit of a language nut. :P  )


"China?"  For a moment, Arthur didn't see why Kiku was so intent on keeping his concern over the other nation secret, but then he remembered the large amount of discord the two brothers had had over the years.  From his perspective, they'd always seemed to care about each other, but considering Arthur's own siblings, his perspective wasn't really the most realistic.  Thinking about it, though, he recalled a fair few times in history when the brothers had been at odds, and why Kiku wouldn't want to talk about such an emotional matter with everyone. 


"There's no crime in wanting your family to be safe," he said, tone a little softer than usual.  While he couldn't say the exact same for Scotland, Wales, and the Irelands now, there had been a time when they'd been close long ago, and back in his days of empire, some of his colonies had almost seemed like family as well.  It wasn't the same, but he did understand.  "China's clever, and rather innovative.  If anyone can survive on this island, he can."

Kiku did something a bit odd for the situation. He smiled. "Thanks Arthur... even if we have had our issues in the past, he still is family afterall." 
 
Seeing Kiku smile was a genuine surprise, but Arthur returned the expressioon nonetheless.  Conversations with the eastern nation always seemed to give him a new perspective - in this case seeing his friend's more emotional side - because while they were so incredibly different, it often turned out they had more in common that they thought.  Oddly enough, Kiku was one of the few friends of his he didn't wind up shouting at every five minutes, Arthur mused.  And speaking of friends he shouted at a lot...


"I... I know what you mean.  About worrying over people you don't get aloong with.  I just hope - "  he cut himself off, shaking his head.  "No, it doesn't matter."
 
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Seeing Kiku smile was a genuine surprise, but Arthur returned the expressioon nonetheless.  Conversations with the eastern nation always seemed to give him a new perspective - in this case seeing his friend's more emotional side - because while they were so incredibly different, it often turned out they had more in common that they thought.  Oddly enough, Kiku was one of the few friends of his he didn't wind up shouting at every five minutes, Arthur mused.  And speaking of friends he shouted at a lot...


"I... I know what you mean.  About worrying over people you don't get aloong with.  I just hope - "  he cut himself off, shaking his head.  "No, it doesn't matter."

Kiku tilted his head. "It does matter if it comes to mind. You can either tell or let me guess. And we both know how I am with guessing games." He smiled a bit at his friend. The European nation was one of the few friends he actually enjoyed speaking with. 
 
Arthur sighed, knowing Kiku had a point; he'd likely already guessed what he was going to say.  "Well, I just - I hope Francis is alright.  He's an obnoxious, loathesome git, but... I've known him for so long, I'm used to having him around."  
 
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Arthur sighed, knowing Kiku had a point; he'd likely already guessed what he was going to say.  "Well, I just - I hope Francis is alright.  He's an obnoxious, loathesome git, but... I've known him for so long, I'm used to having him around."  

Kiku chuckled softly, leaving the younger nation in the dark about why. 
 
"It;'s not funny!"  He scowled, suddenly serious.  "Francis throws a fit if a speck of dirt winds up on whatever ridiculous outfit he's currently calling fashion; he's got about as much chance of surviving here in the middle of nature as Alfred does of hating burgers."
 
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"It;'s not funny!"  He scowled, suddenly serious.  "Francis throws a fit if a speck of dirt winds up on whatever ridiculous outfit he's currently calling fashion; he's got about as much chance of surviving here in the middle of nowhere as Alfred does of hating burgers."

Kiku shook his head with a slight smile. "That's not why I was laughing Iggy-san." 
 
"What?  Then why were you laughing?"  Arthur tilted his head slightly in confusion, wondering if this was another of their eastern-western-cultural-differences moments.
 
"What?  Then why were you laughing?"  Arthur tilted his head slightly in confusion, wondering if this was another of their eastern-western-cultural-differences moments.

Kiku shook his head. "You both are just so similar. It's like two brother who argue how to be the best at something, and are both along the same lines of thinking without noticing. You're bound to clash in arguments, but neither of you take it too far. The only reason we'd fight and be enemies is because our bosses tell us too." 
 
England


"I beg to differ.  I might hope he's alive, but I'm nothing like him."  The thought of resembling the Frenchman in the slightest seemed an insult, and he hastened to correct it.  "You don't see me walking about in tacky attire and strangely long hair, do you?  And our cultures are completely different; my taste in literature and art and food is far better.  Not to mention my military's always been much more competent than his."  Not all this was quite true, though, for there had been times when Arthur had looked up to Francis and even wanted to be like him, but that had been when they were very young.  
 
Matthew/canada


He nodded and walked over to his brother. "Which way back then" He asked looking at alfred "lets get back before we cause any trouble.


Isle of man/ Ellen


Ellen began to walk back trying to remember the way back to camp. After running most of the way she was tired and her voice was almost gone from yelling. She thought to herself maybe she should have gone with one of the other pairs, her navigational skills were as foggy as the mist upon her island on a bad day.
 
Matthew/canada


He nodded and walked over to his brother. "Which way back then" He asked looking at alfred "lets get back before we cause any trouble.


Isle of man/ Ellen


Ellen began to walk back trying to remember the way back to camp. After running most of the way she was tired and her voice was almost gone from yelling. She thought to herself maybe she should have gone with one of the other pairs, her navigational skills were as foggy as the mist upon her island on a bad day.

Alana grabbed the ridge that jutted out of the rock she had been climbing to get a better view of the scenery that surrounded her. She pulled herself up but with a slight struggle because of her arm that had somehow been injured in the wreck. Nothing on her arm indicated any injury though so since her invisible wound seemed nonexistent she treated it like it was nonexistint. But even if her pain wasn't there she didn't stop cursing under breath like a sailor. Upon climbing up completely she pulled her legs up much easier. She sat there for a second, taking a small break to relax herself.


Joshua on the other hand watched his sister from below quietly . Both didn't need to be on top of the rock and he didn't want to distract her with unnecessary chit chat. He remained unaware of whatever pain she was feeling though he noticed her struggle with climbing. She shouldn't of been having any trouble with this. Was it really that hard? Even with the many questions circulating in his head he kept quiet. If she fell from that height then there would be a lot more to worry about then why she appeared to be having a hard time.


After a minute the Irish female stood up from her place on the rock and took in the place they were stranded , looking for anything to indicate what island they had found themselves on. She saw nothing that could give her a clue or nothing recognizable at least. This was maybe a undiscovered island waiting to be claimed... She might of been in need of some more land. She entertained the idea of claiming this land for a second before her thoughts dispersed when seeing someone walking along and looking sort of lost. People.


Alana didn't want the other person to disappear and with her luck this other person might be the island itself! If not the island itself a islander perhaps. She went to the side where her brother waited patiently for her. She yelled down to him with a lot of excitement "Joshua! I spotted someone! Possibly the island! " she explained in a rushed tone but still fairly enthusiastically. Pointing in the direction in which this mystery nation(?) was. Joshua only had to move a few feet before a feminine shape came into view. He wouldn't assume they were female because there were a few feminine nations and they were completely male. He soon called out to them with out thinking of if they could be dangerous or not "Over there! Are you this island by any chance? " 
 

Philippines


 


"I guess we will have to, Natalie." Maria said to her, nervousness evident in her voice. Though somehow, she was unable to suppress the eagerness she felt, for both finding the others and possibly befriending Natalie. "Hmm..." She hummed under her breath as her eyes looked around for a quick moment, before noticing something, or someone, in the distance. Three people in fact.


"Is that..?" Without even thinking, Maria had grabbed Natalie by her wrist with a surprising amouny of strength and pulled her along with her as she went over to the three figures whom she were sure were with the two of them on the cruise ship.


@TaraSobiki


@LostRose


@Kira Times
 
Ellen/Isle of man


Ellen turned around to be greeted witg the sight of northen ireland and ireland. She smiled slightly " unfortunately not , since were arent near any of my landmarks i guessing we are far way from the united kingdom."


She walked closer to them still smileing at the two"Im ellen vannin , the isle of man and younger sister of England" She offered her hand to them " there is a camp near by were the other contries are."
 
Matthew/canada


He nodded and walked over to his brother. "Which way back then" He asked looking at alfred "lets get back before we cause any trouble.


Isle of man/ Ellen


Ellen began to walk back trying to remember the way back to camp. After running most of the way she was tired and her voice was almost gone from yelling. She thought to herself maybe she should have gone with one of the other pairs, her navigational skills were as foggy as the mist upon her island on a bad day.

"This way bro!" Alfred threw his brother over his shoulder, carrying Kuma in his other arm. Then he ran back to the camp. 

England


"I beg to differ.  I might hope he's alive, but I'm nothing like him."  The thought of resembling the Frenchman in the slightest seemed an insult, and he hastened to correct it.  "You don't see me walking about in tacky attire and strangely long hair, do you?  And our cultures are completely different; my taste in literature and art and food is far better.  Not to mention my military's always been much more competent than his."  Not all this was quite true, though, for there had been times when Arthur had looked up to Francis and even wanted to be like him, but that had been when they were very young.  

Kiku chuckled. "It's not insult. Just observation. What I meant was that you both have similar determination. Also, that would be very funny to see." 
 
England


"I beg to differ.  I might hope he's alive, but I'm nothing like him."  The thought of resembling the Frenchman in the slightest seemed an insult, and he hastened to correct it.  "You don't see me walking about in tacky attire and strangely long hair, do you?  And our cultures are completely different; my taste in literature and art and food is far better.  Not to mention my military's always been much more competent than his."  Not all this was quite true, though, for there had been times when Arthur had looked up to Francis and even wanted to be like him, but that had been when they were very young.  



Raj had been quiet all this while as he followed the two nations deeper into the jungle all the while thinkimg about how we was going to get back at England maybe he'd mix his food with some 'special ingredients' that'll get England diarea for the next 7 days or maybe Raj'll steal England's stock of tea which he was shure was stached somewhere , England would never leave home without it .


While thinking of his diabolical plans Raj heard Arthur talk about his tastes in art and food which made him chuckle .


" Oh , please England , don't tell me you have better tastes in food , the last time I ate traditional English cuisine I felt like I had eaten a bowl of sand there was absolutely no flavour , besides I've heard that you've made the 'chicken tikka masala' your national food , you do realise that Indian food made in Britain doesn't make it not Indian .


and whats all this I hear about art and culture , all the art and culture you've got is practically stolen from your former colonies , I've been to the british national museum and I can tell you that place is basically an active crime scene . "


"Honestly I would've much prefered to be france's colony at least he comes up with his own stuff."
 
Raj had been quiet all this while as he followed the two nations deeper into the jungle all the while thinkimg about how we was going to get back at England maybe he'd mix his food with some 'special ingredients' that'll get England diarea for the next 7 days or maybe Raj'll steal England's stock of tea which he was shure was stached somewhere , England would never leave home without it .


While thinking of his diabolical plans Raj heard Arthur talk about his tastes in art and food which made him chuckle .


" Oh , please England , don't tell me you have better tastes in food , the last time I ate traditional English cuisine I felt like I had eaten a bowl of sand there was absolutely no flavour , besides I've heard that you've made the 'chicken tikka masala' your national food , you do realise that Indian food made in Britain doesn't make it not Indian .


and whats all this I hear about art and culture , all the art and culture you've got is practically stolen from your former colonies , I've been to the british national museum and I can tell you that place is basically an active crime scene . "


"Honestly I would've much prefered to be france's colony at least he comes up with his own stuff."

Kiku stopped walking, grabbed the nearest tree branch, and smashed it of Raj's head. His eyes were cold. "One more word out of you and I'll make sure you don't leave the island in one piece. Am I clear enough now?"  Japan held the large branch in his arms still as he glared at the younger nation with a cold fury, challenging him to speak again. 
 
England


"How dare you - "  But Arthur had barely begun his engraged reply before a tree branch was suddenly slammed into Raj's head.  He whired around to see Kiku, looking absolutely furious, and could only gape for a moment at the other nation's threat.  


"Kiku, calm down!"  He reached over and pulled the branch out of the other nation's hands,  caught between gratitude for his help and annoyance that he had gotten involved in a conflict between Raj and himself.  "I can fight my own battles, alright?  And speaking of which," Arthur turned back to Raj, expression livid.  


"You're clearly ignoring the fact that France's empire wasn't much different from my own."  He didn't like admitting any similarities between them, but at the moment it was needed to prove his point.  "He's hardly more original than I am, and before you begin insulting my culture, remember that I have some of the most famed literature in the world.  And besides, letting the rest of the world influence one's culture is a good thing, but you wouldn't know about that, would you?  I don't think being close-minded about everything foreign is something to be proud of."
 
England


"How dare you - "  But Arthur had barely begun his engraged reply before a tree branch was suddenly slammed into Raj's head.  He whired around to see Kiku, looking absolutely furious, and could only gape for a moment at the other nation's threat.  


"Kiku, calm down!"  He reached over and pulled the branch out of the other nation's hands,  caught between gratitude for his help and annoyance that he had gotten involved in a conflict between Raj and himself.  "I can fight my own battles, alright?  And speaking of which," Arthur turned back to Raj, expression livid.  


"You're clearly ignoring the fact that France's empire wasn't much different from my own."  He didn't like admitting any similarities between them, but at the moment it was needed to prove his point.  "He's hardly more original than I am, and before you begin insulting my culture, remember that I have some of the most famed literature in the world.  And besides, letting the rest of the world influence one's culture is a good thing, but you wouldn't know about that, would you?  I don't think being close-minded about everything foreign is something to be proud of."

Kiku shrugged. "He's being an annoying....prick like you say. I just want to make him shut up." 
 
England


"Well, I won't disagree with you there."  But nonetheless, concern still flitted over Arthur's expression.  "Really, though, that wasn't like you.  Are you sure nothing's wrong?" He inquired.  Being on the island was bound to make everyone easily stressed, of course, but it was expecially surprising to see his level-headed friend suddenly wielding a tree branch as a weapon.  
 
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England


"Well, I won't disagree with you there."  But nonetheless, concern still flitted over Arthur's expression.  "Really, though, that wasn't like you.  Are you sure nothing's wrong?" He inquired.  Being on the island was bound to make everyone easily stressed, of course, but it was expecially surprising to see his level-headed friend suddenly wielding a tree branch as a weapon.  

Kiku sighed. "No I'm fine." He was somewhat tired. But the stress of worrying over everyone and keeping them from killing each-other was just adding to it. "Gomen. Just trying to find everyone has me stretched thin." The nation had been walking around during the night trying to find anyone else. 
 
England


"Alright.  Just... look out for yourself as well.  We'll all need to be at our best if we want to survive."  He began walking back towards camp, gesturing to the others to follow, though tossed a glare over his shoulder at Raj, not looking forward to spending any more time with the other nation.  


"We should hurry.  It's getting near dusk."
 
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England


"How dare you - "  But Arthur had barely begun his engraged reply before a tree branch was suddenly slammed into Raj's head.  He whired around to see Kiku, looking absolutely furious, and could only gape for a moment at the other nation's threat.  


"Kiku, calm down!"  He reached over and pulled the branch out of the other nation's hands,  caught between gratitude for his help and annoyance that he had gotten involved in a conflict between Raj and himself.  "I can fight my own battles, alright?  And speaking of which," Arthur turned back to Raj, expression livid.  


"You're clearly ignoring the fact that France's empire wasn't much different from my own."  He didn't like admitting any similarities between them, but at the moment it was needed to prove his point.  "He's hardly more original than I am, and before you begin insulting my culture, remember that I have some of the most famed literature in the world.  And besides, letting the rest of the world influence one's culture is a good thing, but you wouldn't know about that, would you?  I don't think being close-minded about everything foreign is something to be proud of."



"Oh excuse me for not trusting foreing inflluences taking into consideration the fact that  I've done so its only lead to disaster , first it was the aryans from the west then it was the persians and the turks and then low and behold you westerners came and it all turns to shit ."
 
"Oh excuse me for not trusting foreing inflluences taking into consideration the fact that  I've done so its only lead to disaster , first it was the aryans from the west then it was the persians and the turks and then low and behold you westerners came and it all turns to shit ."

Kiku became furious with the younger nation's disrespect. Turning on heel he spoke rapidly in his own language. "Anata wa sukoshi ratto! Subete no tame ni watashi wa anata ga kono shima ni fuhai suru koto ga dekimasu ki ni narimasu. Anata wa mushiro tekii o motsu subete no hito o haijo shitai baainode, sore o suru koto. Shikashi, gōman'na ko wa watashi ni anata kara nani no tasuke o kitai shite imasen!"  Kiku then turned and walked back to the camp in anger. 


@Edlen
 
Kiku stopped walking, grabbed the nearest tree branch, and smashed it of Raj's head. His eyes were cold. "One more word out of you and I'll make sure you don't leave the island in one piece. Am I clear enough now?"  Japan held the large branch in his arms still as he glared at the younger nation with a cold fury, challenging him to speak again. 



Raj was red with anger it was a rare thing for him to get angry especially if the one he was pissed off at was not pakistan .


"All right ive had it upto here with your bs you think you can push me and I wont push back !!! Remember that ive been in this game for more than 4000 years so if you think im just going to roll over you'd be dead wrong friend , my peace loving ways are over he ended that when he made pakistan !!! Then next time you dare threaten me ill nuke you into oblivion !!!"  
 

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