A/n ayyye and also your only 2 years older than America (21)

~~~Flashback~~~

I looked at his house one last time. He wasn't the same, not after the "Louisiana purchase". He became greedy for land. The palefaces slaughtered everything in their path. With the cover of night, I rode off, no longer his slave. 

~~~Present day~~~

"Wait! Kiowa! come back!" I chased the tiny child through the courtyard, my bare feet pounding against the dirt.

She giggled, "No! You've got to catch me!" 

"Darling, come on! It's time I measured you to make you a dress!" I said back still chasing her.

Then I heard, "Miss Tanda, we need you."

"Come on Kiowa," I said walking over to her and picking her up. 

"Ok." She said clinging to me. As I walked my hair swayed behind me. My dress was flowy and the color of cherry blossoms. 

"Miss Tanda, you are required to come to the next world meeting." He was dressed in a tux.

I sighed, "Sir, as I said before, I simply can't. I have children to take care of." Truth is, I don't want to see Canada or America, not after what they did to my people. As I turned away his hand grabbed my shoulder. 

"Miss you don't have a choice," He glasses pierced through my soul, still I stood my ground. 

"Sir, do I have to repeat myself? I. Have. Children. To. Take. Care. Of." I said returning his glare. 

"I'm sure some else can watch them." He said. 

"Sir, I have 11 children," I said. He looked shocked but, I wasn't finished. "And I have no place being there." And so I turned my back and walked away. 

~~~American's pov~~~

For years I've been trying to get (Y/n) or Tanda, (depends on how well you know her) to come to a world meeting, I've been meaning to apologize. 

"Good afternoon America." My sergeant greeted. 

"Did she say yes?" I asked, knowing there was little hope for yes.

"No." He replied, then walked off.

I sighed, putting my hands to my face and spinning in my swivel chair. 

"Honhonhon, lady trouble?" France laughed, some counties came early. 

I rested my hand on the table, "Tell me about it." 

"Well do," France said pulling up a chair. 

"Oh, demons coming to bite me in the butt," I said nonchalantly. 

"Country or human?" He asked. 

"Hard to explain," I replied. 

"Ah, So it's Native America?" He said, to be honest when you're just talking to him 1 to 1, he's a great guy. 

"Ding ding ding," I said.

"Why don't you invite her in person?" He said.

"Bad Idea, she probably hates me." I shrug.

"There's that probability she doesn't," He said.

"Doubt it," I respond.

"How about I do it?" I bolt up.

"You?"

"Yeah remember? French traders." He said smirking. 

I gave an oooooh, I shrugged, "That may work."

"Well, where is she at?" France asked.

"The Sac and Fox reservation," I said.

"How do you know that?" He asked.

"She told me she rotates every year," I said.

"Alright then, Bye America!" 

~~~Time skippie and your pov~~~

"Miss Tanda someones here to see you!" I rolled my eyes, pausing my beading.

"Ye- France?" Because there stood France.

"Long time no see?" He said holding open his arms.

Of course, I hugged him, "Really long time! You've got to meet my children! Children! Com here!!" I said letting him into my house, then my children came running from every direction I swear. 

I heard an 'Oh my god' from France. 

I laughed, "Children, do you remember France?"

 Most of theirs lit up as the screamed "Uncle France!" and they ran to hug him. They begged him to tell stories, of course, he did that. Eventually, they all fell asleep. 

I gave a small laugh, "Would you like anything France?"

"Wine?" He asked.

"You know I never have that." I rolled my eyes. 

He sighed, "It was worth a try, then-"

"Lemonade," I said pouring him a glass.

He took a sip, "This is delicious!"

"mmhm" I hummed, now to get to businesses, "Why are you here?" 

He leaned back into the couch, "America misses you." 

I hummed, "So that's why you came."

"Why avoid him?" he asked. 

"I'm afraid he'll be the same," I said, looking down into my water. 

"He's been through 2 world wars, The Vietnam war, and the Korea war, he's different, promise me." He said grabbing my hands.

"What about England?" I asked.

France laughed, "bitter as he's always been." 

I sighed, "I don't know France... should I?"

"Hey, I'll be there." He shrugged. 

"I know, just..." I put my head on his shoulder. 

"See! You can't even come up with a reason! Go pack!" He shoved me up to my room, "And I'm helping you pick your outfits." 

"I don't need help," I said pulling out a suitcase and grabbing out some dresses.

He grabbed a scarf, "this scarf would go with this dress." He tossed the scarf into the suitcase. 

I rolled my eyes, "Enough." 

"Now sleep we have a long day tomorrow." He said pointing to the bed.

"No I have to put all the kids in their beds," I said walking downstairs. 

I picked up a child, "Let me help you," he lifted Cherokee, "Where does he sleep?" 

"They have the names on their doors, and that's Cherokee," I said putting Kiowa to bed.

"Ok." Together we put my kids to sleep.

Then realized that France had nowhere to sleep, "I'm sorry France I don't have an extra bed for you." I said rubbing the back of my neck.

He smirked, "Does that I mean I get to sleep you with you?" 

I pushed him "You're the same! Dirty-minded!" 

He laughed, "Alright, Alright!" 

~~~Another time skip~~~

There I stood, kisses each of my kids on their head. Then I climbed into the car with France, I yelled "Goodbye!" as we sped off. 

~~~America's pov~~~

I drummed my fingers against the table, the world meeting and France were nowhere to be seen. I sighed. 

Suddenly, the doors flew open and there cried Francis "HELLO~" 

"Jesus Christ Francis!" Screamed England. 

"It's not just me today Black sheep!" cried France. 

My eyes lit up and out behind France poked (Y/N). I felt tears collect in my eyes as I and a few others gasped. 

As she walked out from behind him she said with heavens opening up, "Oh um hello." 

"(Y-Y/N)?" I crocked out.

"P-Peta?" She gasped and started cry. "I-I..."

"Uyo ayelodi." She stumbled toward me. She collapsed at my feet. 

~~~Frances pov~~~

There lay (y/n) at America's feet, who had put his hands over his face and was leaning over. Almost all of us were shocked, few of us had seen America cry. 

"Gvgeyu!" Cried (Y/N). None of us know what is meant it until America cried it out, he smiled. His tears started to dry as so did hers, he grabbed her face and held her face. Their foreheads touching. Then America picked her up and spun, they laughed like an old couple. Then they kissed, people were whistling and screaming. (Y/N) erupted into a blush. Anyway for the rest of the meeting went by with them being a cute couple.

  Gvgeyu  - I love you 

Uyo ayelodi - I'm sorry

I'm sorry I haven't uploaded I have writer's block