Requested by @LinkTheHeroOfTime, Romano will be in the story! Now enjoy!

(Name)'s POV

I sat in the living room while Mr. France, Mr. Spain, and Mr. Prussia talked in the kitchen. I was about to watch TV when I heard them talking about me; "So you're going to be watching the little chica for a little while?" Mr. Spain asked.

"Oui. It'll just be for a little while zhough. After zhat, Britain will be watching 'er. By zhen, 'e should 'ave a spell ready to send 'er 'ome to 'er family," Mr. France explained.

That's right, I thought. I've been gone from home for a long time haven't I?

"I feel a little bad for zhe frau," Mr. Prussia admitted. "She must miss her family very much."

Mr. Prussia was right. I missed Mommy, Daddy, and big sis. They were probably worried about me. I then went upstairs to the room Mr. France let me use and cried into the pillows. "Mommy, Daddy," I sobbed. "Big sis, I miss you guys so much."

3rd Person's POV

France glanced from his spot in the kitchen when he heard (Name) climb up the stairs in a rush. Was she listening to our conversation? France thought. He then went upstairs to find the young child crying into one of the pillows. He sat down on the bed and then picked the crying child up. "Mon petite, why are you crying?" France asked.

"I, I miss, my Mommy, and Daddy, and Big sister," (Name) sobbed.

"Don't cry," France said. "I know you miss your family, but crying will only make zhings worse. I know you will get home soon zhough."

"Promise?"

"I promise petit."

With that thought in mind, (Name) wiped her eyes and then smiled up at France. He smiled at her and then carried the small girl downstairs. When they got downstairs, Spain and Prussia went over towards the two.

"Are you okay chica?" Spain asked (Name) after seeing the tear trails on her cheeks.

"I'm fine Mr. Spain, really," (Name) insisted.

Spain wanted to say more when he was cut-off by a voice yelling out his name; "SPAIN YOU JERK!"

(Name)'s POV

I looked over Mr. Spain's shoulder to see that a man that looked a little bit like Mr. Italy standing at the door. He looked angry.

"Romano?" Mr. Spain said. "What are you doing here?"

"I was going over to your house to get some tomatoes and you weren't there so I had to go looking for you!" Mr. Romano replied. He was really loud. "I can't believe this you jerk!"

"Now Romano-"

"Don't you "Now Romano" me! I'm very ticked off with you, you-" Mr. Romano stopped in the middle of his sentence when he saw me. He looked at me with confusion and then looked at Mr. Spain again, but with a confused look instead of an angry one. "Who the heck is that?"

"That is (Name)," Mr. Spain answered. "Isn't she cute~?"

Mr. Romano then looked back me. I was a bit nervous and hid my face in Mr. France's shirt. I took a peek at Mr. Romano though and then smiled at him. His started turning red and that made me giggle. "Your face looks like a tomato," I told him.

"N-N-No it doesn't!" Mr. Romano shouted.

"Yes it does. It's all red."

"Whatever."

I giggled even more.

*********(Hetalia Time Skip)

After Mr. Romano stopped blushing, I started following him around as he talked to Mr. Spain. He would sometimes yell at Mr. Spain and Mr. Spain would laugh.

When the two sat down on Mr. France's couch, I sat next to Mr. Romano and stared at the curl on his head. It bounced whenever he talked. For some reason, I grabbed a hold of it. Mr. Romano screamed. "Chigi!" He yelled. "That hurts!"

I let go of the curl and looked up at him. "I'm sorry," I apologized. "I didn't mean to make you mad."

Mr. Romano looked a bit angry but then sighed. "I'm not mad."

"You mean it?"

"Si."

I blinked and then smiled at Mr. Romano before hugging him. "You're really nice."

Mr. Romano blushed a bright shade of red.

**********(Hetalia Time Skip)

3rd Person's POV

(Name) was sleeping on the couch with Romano rubbing her back. Spain smiled at Romano. "Isn't she sweet?" Spain asked.

"When she isn't pulling at my hair she's fine," Romano replied, rubbing his head.
Spain laughed.

That's when (Name) began to turn in her sleep. She began to whimper. Romano gave her a concerned look. "I...I wanna go home," she muttered. "Mommy, Daddy, big sis."

"The poor chica," Spain said. "She really misses her familia."

Romano looked down at (Name) and whispered into her ear; "It's okay."

The little girl calmed down a little and muttered something that shocked Romano; "Thank you."

A small smile formed on Romano's face as he rubbed the girl's back again.

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