This is a bunch of short sad stories requested by @ Lemonpoprose

(Yeah I still do requests-)

Just a reminder Time skips mean another short story. :D

TW: This will showcase a lot of abuse, such as physical, mental, and implies of sexual but that one isn't written because no- 

Also some racism. That's a big no-no but it's here sorry. ;-;

Feel free to skip if you're not comfortable with this. 

Also, it's fun giving characters sad backstories. Sue me.

Hope ya enjoy it! :D 

Hawaii

Hawaii sat alone on the beach of her small island. Her father was busy with king things and she just wanted to look at pretty seashells. She already collected a lot of them. But hey. Seashells are seashells. Hawaii looked up and noticed something strange about the waters. There was a big brown-like boat approaching her island. Friends...? 

"Did daddy invite people over...? Maybe to play?" Hawaii's face beamed as the ship grew even closer, she waved at the people coming to her land. The ship landed not too far beside her, as men came out of the ship holding things. Things like boxes, and... What's that? They started speaking in some unheard-of language till one of the men came up to her. He started trying to speak to her. But Hawaii still had no idea what he was even saying. Sounded like gibberish. He had a pretty funny accent tho. 

Eventually, the man grew irritated. And his gibberish sounded meaner. "ʻAʻole maopopo iaʻu... e kala mai..." (Google said this means: I don't understand sorry sir.) The man's eyes widened a bit. She figured he was probably lost and maybe needed help going back home. The man spoke again, this time drawing a picture of a house. Hawaii smiled. Grabbing the tall blonde male and dragging him to her house, everyone else soon following along. 

Her father never minded guest. And these people seemed pretty nice. Surely they wouldn't hurt anyone. 

Hawaii opened the door to her small cabin and lead the men inside. Happily. Her father stepped out of his room. Stopping dead in his tracks. Why are they back?! They already killed his mother... WHY DID THEY COME BACK?! Kingdom grabbed his daughter and pushed her behind him. 

"What are you doing back here Britain?"

"Simply for trade. I don't want any trouble!"

"Bull shit! You said that last time. The hundreds of your people and mine died. What is it your really here for?" 

Britain growled and pointed his gun at the young and very confused Hawaiian girl. "Listen here. Buddy, you will continue to trade with me and other countries. Otherwise, you can say goodbye to your daughter there. Men. Take her." Kingdom couldn't do anything. He'd kill this man if it meant his daughter would live. He just stood there as his daughter was grabbed by her shirt collar. "P-Pāpā?" (It means dad I think-) Hawaii mumbled, reaching out to her father. "E kala mai e ka mea aloha..." (Translation: I'm sorry honey.) 

The men dragged the crying and screaming child out of the house. Bringing the poor girl back onto the same boat she thought ever so highly of. "No need to worry dear~" Brittian said, lifting the terrified girl's chin. Licking his lips seductively.

"I'll take good care of you~" 

+Time skip, now we in Mexico-+

Texas

Tejas came home in a better mood than usual. He made a new friend! A new American friend! Tejas loved the Americans! They were so nice to him, gave him food, sometimes he'd get to ride on their horses, and overall they played with him! He still couldn't see why his father thought so little of the new people. Yeah, they came from another country but... Don't we all? Technically speaking. His father was Spain's child. Then he got independence. Making him... What was the word again? Oh! An immigrant! That... is how it works? Right?

Yeah. That's how it works.

Tejas skipped inside his house one of his many siblings eating at the dinner table. Mexico City noticed him first. "Hi Tejas! Your really happy today. What happened?" Tex- Tejas sat next to his brother. "I made a new friend! His name is Daniel and he's from Ameri-" Mexico City covered his mouth. "You know what papa said about the Americans!! They can't be trusted!! He'll keep hurting you if-if... he finds out..." Mexico City's face froze and he looked up at his father looming over the two boys. "Find out about what?" He growled. 

Tejas smiled at his father. "I made a new friend!" He knew the cost, but his father is bound to change! No matter how hurt he may get from him he won't stop! "Oh really! What's their name! Where are they from!" Mexico smiled. The calm before the storm...

"His name is Daniel, he's from America!! He's really nice!" Mexico looked at his son in disgust. "YOU KNOW WHAT I SAID ABOUT THOSE FILTHY AMERICANS!!" Mexico yelled, slamming his hands on the table. Mexico City already left, so it was just him and his father. "YOU DON'T SPEAK OF THEM!! THEY WILL KILL YOU!! YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?! THEY. ARE. NOT. YOUR. FRIENDS." Mexico sighed, and placed a hand on Tejas's head. "Tejas, you know I love you. Right? I just want you safe. You never like it when I'm angry. I don't like it when I'm angry, but you keep doing things like this... You must learn. So. No food for a week. Now to your room." Tejas scurried away before his father could start yelling at him again. 

Maybe he did deserve this... 

Maybe this was all his fault. 

If he just kept his papa happy he'd have food. 

But...

Americans are friends! Not meanies.

Right?

+Time skip+

Cali

California was never a 'normal' kid. 

Instead of playing and hunting like the other little boys, he liked reading his friend Tejas's books. They were rather interesting, much more exciting than chasing after a rabbit. His parents never seemed to like this. His father would constantly try to get him outside and away from these books. "Reading isn't important for a growing boy. You should be doing man things." His father always told him. 

Their comments never really bothered him. He didn't see anything wrong with being different. He enjoyed it. He'd lock himself away in his room for days and nights. Reading. "California!!" His mother called, he never liked her. 

Her comments about his education were the worst. She thought he was trying to be more European. California climbed off his bed and took his book downstairs. He noticed... The fireplace lit...?

Strange.

California caught on rather quickly tho. But he had to play along. His father snatched the book from him and tossed it into the fire. California stood there. Watching the dancing flames consume his beloved book. "FATHER WHY?!" He yelled, suddenly he noticed the pile. He was done acting now. "We've told you California. Enough of this... DUMB READING!!" His mother threw in three more books. 

California felt hot tears, maybe even as hot as the fire run down his cheeks as he watched his parents burn every last one of his books. Every book tossed into the flame physically hurt him. 

Why couldn't they accept him?

California was told to leave the room shortly after they were finished burning his beloved. California ran up to his room and flopped on his bed. Sobbing loudly into his pillow. "Boys... Don't cry..." He repeated to himself, whipping the tears off his face. His father tells him that every night. "Boys don't cry." 

California slowly looked out the window. The darkness of the outside was comforting to him. He needed to leave. He'd... Go to Tejas! He knows the way to that Georgia he talks about so much. Maybe Georgia will take care of him!! California smiled, maybe he even has books to read?! 

Then again...

What if he dies? Tejas told him it was a dangerous journey there and back. But... Forget it!! 

He will get out of here!! 

He just required a plan...

+Time skip get rekt lol+

Georgia 

Georgia was cleaning inside the throne room. Tiredly, he never got much sleep last night because of... Brittians 'game.' He thought games were supposed to be fun! What a lie. South Carolina checked up on him earlier. Of course, he said it could be worse. Then again he couldn't imagine what was worse.

He honestly was numb to it all. Tho the pain in his body from that 'game' surely didn't go away. Every single night. He called another colony for his 'game'. Georgia swept a bit faster, you could get punished for going slow. And it was snowing... 

Snow scared him...

It was an embarrassing fear, yeah, but it's cold white things that fall from the sky. Doesn't sound natural. His dress had gotten all dirty... Britain forced them all to wear maid outfits. Ever spoke out against them and he heard... Well, you'd end up like Virginia. 

She did once. Then ended up kneeling on rice for an entire day. That may not sound bad... But rice hurts after a while. Georgia cringed at the memory of the blood. Maryland and him had to patch her up. He felt so bad for all of this, what did they do to deserve such torture. He'd read a lot of the bible whenever he could. 

He thought God would free him and his friends as he did with the Israelites. But after all the praying and no change. He started to lose hope. And eventually was used to all this. At least they could go to school and learn. New Jersey really liked that. "Georgia. Why the bloody hell are you slacking?!" Oh god no...

"Sorry Master... I-I really didn't mean to. I'll go a lot-" Brittian slapped him. Knocking the poor colony onto the floor. "I've really had enough of your laziness Georgia." His eyes moved slowly towards the window. A sly grin forming on his face. The British man grabbed the southern colony, which remained silent. He threw open the balcony doors and threw Georgia onto the snow. Quickly closing the doors and walking away. "MASTER!! MASTER PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME HERE!!" Georgia yelled, the tears on his face were honestly ice at this point. It was so cold. 

Georgia kept screaming till he lost his voice. But even then he never stopped banging on the wooden door. Why was Britain so mean to them? They did everything he asked!! 

Cooked. 

Cleaned.

Played his game.

EVERYTHING!!

One last bang. And Georgia sat as far away from the snow as he could, hugging his knees. Slowly rocking himself back and forth.

Maybe if he woke up.

This would all be some dream.

I have no life-

Anyway have a nice day. :D