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MICHAEL RADY? No, you must be thinking of ANTONIO FERNANDEZ CARRIEDO, a SECOND YEAR child of JANUS. This demigod is FRIENDLY, TALENTED, AND CUTE, but can also be OBLIVIOUS, HOLDS GRUDGES, AND HAS AN UNPREDICTABLE TEMPER. We hope that you’ll grow and learn here with us at Mythos Academy, young demigod!
Congratulations, BURRITO, you’ve been accepted as SPAIN! Please submit your account within 48 HOURS!
Welcome to Mythos Academy, ANTONIO ERNANDEZ CARRIEDO. As a son of JANUS and a SECOND YEAR student at our fine institution, we hope that you will continue to explore your powers and harness the abilities of your godly parent.
Please be sure to submit your account within 48 HOURS and have your ask box turned on!
callout post for ferdinandofaragon
•claims to be a sentient burrito •responds to me like ONCE A WEEK •calls me papi •has probably smoked a marijuana •loves the country of spain more than any one person should •is in love with a dead guy, ferdinand of aragon, but judges me for loving justin trudeau @ferdinandofaragon
pleasse give me aph spain thanks
the aph spain is yours for 3 days
ferdinandofaragon said: eughh this person needs to get a life…!
I never thought I was going to see this about my babies, it hurts :c
burr i am NOT acknowledging your hate mail
this is for Ancsa (nedercan) <3
you can read it here
merry late christmas!!
Being with you spain/belgium
I’m really sorry for being late Burrito , my internet connection had a problem! My understanding of Belgium history comes from wiki, so forgive any historical inaccuracies!
They had met when they were younger, their bosses having a business deal then. She had found his appearance exotic, the way he spoke and gestured very different from the ones at her home. She continued observing him, till he looked her way.
A warm smile, and she was attracted. The way his green orbs shone, the warm smile on his face… It all led to her getting more and more interested in him.
“I am Spain, nice to meet you.” A warm hand was stretched out, her smile widening when she realized that he was being sincere.
“I am Belgium, nice to meet you!”
……..
The next time she saw him was when he was in her house. Watching him walk around the large garden, she paused her studying and continued observing the young man, completely ignoring her maids and tutors.
He looked rather sad, his expression gloomy, it was as if he was brooding over something important. Perhaps she could ask Netherlands for help?
A book hit her head, she rubbing her head and turning to see her head tutor glaring at her. Stammering an apology, she looked back and saw Spain looking at her direction. Face burning, she pulled the curtains together to hide her embarrassment.
Giggles reached her ears, and she glared at the maids behind her. “Belgium, you should talk to him if you want to.” They giggled.
It was their turn to get hit by the head tutor, she glaring at them before pushing them out of the room, with stern words of going to Spain herself if Belgium continued acting that way.
……..
Romano was the cutest she had ever seen, she could not help but cuddle him close to her. Spain laughed, seeing them so close to each other helped improve his mood.
“I have work to do, I’ll be leaving soon.” Spain waved, and left to deal with his huge stack of paperwork.
It was easy to see that the problems with Netherlands was bothering Spain greatly, and she could not help at all. Her boss had replied that it was much too bothersome to deal with two powerful countries, and advised that it would be better for her to mind her own business. No matter how much she pleaded, it was still a no.
She understood the risks. They were both powerful countries, and there were rumors of a war breaking out for Netherlands’s independence. If she really helped, which side should she stand on?
Picking up a couple of dirty clothing, she smiled warmly at Romano. “Let’s do the laundry, shall we? Spain is really busy, so we should help out”
Some grumbles, but Romano agreed to do it in the end. Watching the pale white sheets blow gently in the wind, she hung up another shirt. If this was what she could do to ease his burden, she would do it.
……..
In 1713, Spain returned Belgium to Austria.
It was a wonderful ceremony. Her people laughed and rejoiced, but she felt empty. What good was it to celebrate when she could not return to his house? She knew that it might possibly be better for her to stay with Austria, but she could not help but let tears fall from her cheeks.
Memories of how she fought along with Spain against Netherlands resurfaced. How she had tea with Spain with Romano. The jokes they shared. The laughter that was in the house.
More tears, and she buried her face in her hands. She could not cry, not when her citizens were celebrating. Not when a maid was knocking on her door and asking if she was alright.
A deep breath, and she rubbed her eyes. Yelling that she was fine, the room fell into silence once more. As if sensing that Belgium was upset, Austria had ordered that she be left alone after the ceremony.
She was grateful to him. The silence gave her room to think. She would not be led by others’s advice, but rather listen to her own. Now that she was returned to Austria, she would see Spain for very little periods of time, maybe not even once.
She was ready for that. All she could do now was ready herself for the new life. Standing up, she pushed the door open to meet the numerous faces of Austria’s maids.
……..
It had been years. She had finally gained her independence, and her economy was getting steady. She was no longer under any country’s rule, she had her own laws. Her bosses congratulated her on her independence, and she loved it.
A knock, and she turned around to meet Spain. Her eyes widened, Spain stepping forward into the room. Flowers in his hand, he smiled sheepishly. “I know this is late, but I wanted to congratulate you on your independence. I hope that I have not missed the party?”
A laugh bubbled from her, Belgium giggling at him. “It’s over, but thank you for your congratulations.”
They laughed, before Spain held his arms out. “A hug is needed for such joyous occasions.”
Another laugh, and Belgium hugged him close.
