This one is a bit long, and a bit sad. The history mentioned was something I learned about in eighth grade, and because of how awful it was I guess it stuck with me. Nothing should be triggering (unless you're Native American or sensitive on Native American history) 

Hopefully, the drabble, in the beginning, isn't too awful for you guys. I kinda wanted to aim for some comic relief since I actually kinda cried when writing this one.

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After the short break, the nations all returned to the meeting room. Russia still had a bit of a boner, but how could he not? He was just looking at a photo of Alfred, tangled in the sheets of their California king bed and covered in sweat. Man, Alfred would get it the next time their alone. The Nordics were still in the room, having not left from the start. Denmark sighed, he really didn't want to read the next chapter, realizing what it was about. But then again, he felt at liberty to. It was the Vikings who met Alfred's first family. Prussia saw his awesome bestie was being squeamish, so walked over to him.

"Oi, Matthias. Jou don't look too good," he said softly, making Denmark gulp.

"I'm fine Prussia, I just read the title of the next chapter. I'm worried it might hurt England and Canada," Matthias replied. Prussia looked at the title and sighed, he knew why this would be hard for those two to hear.

"Birdie and England 'ave Francy pants if zey need to leave. I zink jou should read it zough. Jou did know zem," Prussia remembered Denmark talking about Native America and all her children. He remembered him talking about how beautiful she was, like no other girl in Europe.

((OK a little A/N right now, I'm using my new cordless Sony headphones and listening to my "writing" playlist. Fucking "Diamonds" by Rihanna just started playing. SHINE BRIGHT LIKE A DOITSU MY FELLOW HETALIANS!!! OK I'm done))

"You're right Prussia, let's just hope this doesn't go south as quickly as the last chapter," Denmark picked up the book and Prussia returned to his seat by his brother and Feli, "is everybody back?"

"Hold on Matthias, we're only waiting on Ukraine and Hungary. Apparently, there was a bra malfunction. Sometimes I really feel bad for big sister" Belarus said, shaking her head and Russia nodding in agreement. He once remembered Alfred giving Katyusha a back massage and performing some chiropractor methods to help with her back pain. Alfred and he even wore chest weights for an entire day just to try to understand the feeling, they stayed in bed the next day since they were too sore to move. The two girls walked in a minute later, Eliza and Kat both looking tired from running back.

"Sorry we're back late, my bra strap snapped and Eliza was trying to sew it back on. Luckily you have a mini stitch kit," Ukraine said sitting next to Russia. Hungary took her seat next to Germany and sighed, wiping her forehead.

"I know, it was actually a present from Alfred," Hungary then turned to the crowd, "did you start?"

"Nien, ve vere just about to" Germany explained, nodding to Matthias. Matthias took a deep breath, looking at the page.

"Three. The Family He Once Knew. Alfred and Canada are known around the globe as the younger brothers of Britain and France. But what many don't know is where they came from. Well, China, the Netherlands and the Nordics knew her. Her name was Native America, and she was one of the last ancients to fade after Germania and Rome. The Nordic Vikings met her, and all her children. Each Native Tribe had some sort of personification, and they all looked like her. She had caramel skin, long black hair, deep brown eyes, and a curvy but muscular figure. She raised all the tribal children on her own until she birthed Canada (Kanata) and America (Maska). The two of them obviously were not a tribe, being that they were blonde and light skinned. Native America and the tribes knew then and there that she and them would fade eventually. The only other white child she had birthed was Vinland, but even then Kanata and Maska looked different. While Vinland's hair was bleached blonde and her eyes were a cold icy blue, Canada and America's hair was golden and their eyes were nothing less of sparkling," Matthias looked at Canada, who had a few tears flowing from his cheeks. He remembered his mother very well.

"Mama, I hope you're proud of me and Maska. We really miss you" -Canada

"Wait a bloody minute, there was a personification of EVERY tribe?!" England yelled in disbelief. Canada chuckled and nodded, wiping his tears.

"Yep, there were a lot of us" Canada replied, who looked at Matthias. The Dane continued.

"Knowing Maska and Kanata were their future, they all took special care of them. They taught them how to hunt, gather, heal, and fight. Vinland was their closest sibling and oftentimes was the one Native America called when she needed someone to watch them.

On the night Native America faded, there was a very loud and crazy storm. America and Canada watched their own mother fade into the wind, leaving this advice. 'Never resent what those have done to you. Use your strength and forgive, as hate is a poison that can't be cured' This night shaped America, as he feared thunderstorms his entire childhood because of it. But this is also why America is a very forgiving country and doesn't bother to hold grudges.

Vinland lived for a long time after that, much like Prussia. Despite her not being a nation she still had people native to her roots. America kept Vinland at his home, taking care of her as well as the children. However, one president changed this: Andrew Jackson. Andrew Jackson is known for how he was the most prosperous president. But many don't realize he was also the most racist. He was responsible for "The Trail of Tears" when Native Americans were forced West with no protection and no rights. It's was basically a genocide of Native Americans, as most died off and very little of them were able to survive in the new homes they were forced into. Every day, dozens of Native Americans died from hunger, hypothermia, dehydration, or were killed by white men who stole their belongings. It broke America into pieces seeing his mother's, sister's, and his native people treated so awfully. He witnessed them get beaten, raped, and captured by white settlers to be sold as slaves. All the while he was enslaved by his own government, as Jackson didn't 'appreciate' America's point of view. The states took care of Vinland while America was isolated in his cell Jackson imprisoned him in. This lasted until Vinland felt the last of her blue-blooded people die and faded into a slow, painful death.

To this day, America blames himself for the death of his first family. The only ones to know of this are the Nordics and the Netherlands, being that all of them have met Native America and know just how much Alfred's heart must have been pained. Alfred's lack of control in his government is what killed the last thing he had of his mother. His settlers killed his people, and he couldn't do a thing about it."

The room was silent, dead silent. Canada ran out of the room in tears, followed by Prussia and France. Norway looked at England, whose eyes were wide in shock. He sighed and got up, the other Nordics following the action.

"It is late, we all got here at around five. It would be close to ten if time wasn't frozen. We should all eat and find rooms to sleep in," Norway said with a straight face. Suddenly a note floated down in front of him, Iceland reading it.

"There is food down the hall already prepared. And down the corridor are rooms. The names of who's rooming will be on the door of the hall. -The Star Angel" Iceland sighed and they all left. England was still sitting there, stunned. China and Germany walked over.

"My people did that" he whimpered lowly, making China frown and Germany pat his back. Germany felt America's pain, he himself went through his own genocide and was imprisoned by his own government. He felt bad for America since at least his wasn't successful, "he wasn't even 100 when Jackson was president. He must have been in so much pain," England began to shake. 

"It vas a long time ago, jou shouldn't blame jourself. Ve believed differently back zen," Germany assured, though it only made the Englishman sigh. He felt sick at the entry, and his other son had left the room crying because of it. China poked England's head and sighed. Arthur looked at Yao with a bit of irritation, but it melted when he saw the calm expression on his face.

"Time changes people aru, I know that better than anyone. You should really go to eat Opium and then get some rest. We can continue this in the morning" China held out his hand, helping the Britt up. They all headed to the large cafeteria, where they all ate in silence. Canada was still silently tearing, he didn't know his brother was in so much pain. He just wanted to hug him and tell him that their mama wouldn't appreciate the self-hate. But they weren't together, Canada just sighed defeated. They then went down the door to see rooming situations.

England and France- 201

Canada and Gilbert- 202

Germany and Italy- 203

Romano and Spain- 204

China and Japan- 205

Russia and Denmark- 206

Finland and Sweden-207

Norway and Iceland- 208

Lithuania, Estonia, and Latvia- 209

Ukraine, Belarus, and Hungary- 210

They all went to their rooms, seeing clothing and pajamas on the beds assigned to them. It was clear this "Star Angel" had everything under control. Changing and putting away the spare clothing in their dressers, they all turned in.

Unaware of the shadow watching them, her eyes glimmering and long black hair flowing like the free spirit she was. Going room to room, she checked on the nations. She tucked them all in, set alarms, and prepared food for the next morning. She went back to Room 202 and gazed at Canada. He was snuggled into his pillows, still crying from the entry in his sleep. Kuma saw her and growled as she neared Matthew. She pet Kuma's head, making the polar bear fall asleep. She grazed his head to help him calm down, leaving a gentle peck on his temple before her wings carried her off.