Alex's POV

We were left with Portugal because Kryztel and Spain were riding on Hierro going to Spain and Portugal's sister's house.We were getting a ride to the city's home. It was sunset. Everyone was discussing about what would happen tomorrow and how will Kryztel do all of this. After years being in the UK, I've had a trip to Seville once with my roommate. We watched the bullfight that was held late in the afternoon, which was very hot. We watched how they fight the bull. I couldn't believe what was happening that time. The bull was being killed, I almost cried watching the bull being jabbed on the back. It was a horrible experience as a first time visit, but I somehow got over it. Now, I just hope that the bull would be spared like Hierro.

"We're here." Portugal called out. I looked out the window to see a beautiful colonial Spanish home with bushes of carnations surrounded the place. We all exited the car. It was so serene. The wind was cool as the sky began to darken.
We all walked in. A small set of stairs led down to a kitchen while the spiral led upstairs guessing to more rooms. There was a glass sliding door leading to a field.

"What's that smell?" I smelled the air. It was so good that it made my mouth water.

"Hm? Big brother Portugal!" A young girl who looked like Seychelles' age came in from the kitchen. She had long brown hair up in a messy bun, emerald green eyes like and tan sun kissed skin like her brothers', and a huge smile on her face. "You brought guests? Good timing, I made Pinchitos!"

"Pinchitos?" Hazel asked.

"In other words barbecue." Kayla's stomach growled with the sound of a moo coming from the outside. Kayla blushed in embarrassment as Prussia chuckled and ruffled her hair.

"Hola Seville!" Spain greeted as soon as he entered the house with Kryztel on his back sleeping again.

"Oh, big brother Spain-" Seville stopped as soon as she saw Kryztel. Her eyes widened as her smile grew wider. "Ohhhhh! Big brother Spain has a girlfriend!" I slapped my hand over my mouth as I held in my laughter. I didn't except this coming. Like seriously. After overhearing that conversation of Portugal accepting Kryztel as Spain's lover and now Seville reacting to this like a kid teasing her older brother was very amusing indeed.

Then Kryztel stirred in her sleep. We all kept quiet as Spain froze. "Hm... Inasal... Napoleones..." Then she yawns, "Barquillos... Piaya... Bihon..." Amiya, Hazel, Kayla, and I all face palmed.

"Jusko Lord... Naga dream naman siya sang pagkaon halin sa Bacolod." Hazel groaned glaring at the sleeping Kryztel.

(Translation: Oh Lord... She's dreaming again of the food from Bacolod.)

"Napoleones?" France asked a bit uneasily. Oh shit... Napoleones was actually named after Napoleon.

"It's a pastry in our hometown, totally delicious, and it is the specialty of our hometown and no other can bake it better than the ones baked there." Hazel explained while thinking about the food. How did I know? Obviously I saw three clouds on top of her head with Napoleones in it.

"Wrong. Napoleones originated from the dessert known as Mille-Feuille." Amiya said while rapidly typing stuff on her phone.

"Hm, ano na?" I asked looking at her phone.

(Translation: What's that?)

"Nothing!" She locked her phone and placed it in her pocket. I rose an eyebrow at her. She was blushing lightly looking at her phone in her pocket. I shrugged it off.

Where is your boy tonight
I hope he is a gentlemen
And maybe he won't find out what I know
You are the last good thing about this part of town

"What?" We all looked for the source, but Spain already found the source ahead of us. He got Kryztel's phone from her pocket and looked at the screen.

"It's an unknown number." He looked at us worriedly. "Do you think..."

"Maybe..." Prussia answered uneasily. Spain placed Kryztel down in the couch carefully as he looked at the phone.

"Place it on loud speaker." Spain answered the phone and placed it on loud speaker.

"Hello? Is this thing on? Ate Kryztel? Can you hear me?" We all looked at the phone in shock. "Ate Kryztel! If you can hear me, don't go to the bullring tomorrow, I repeat don't go! I overheard the conversation of Papa Spain's 2p! He said that he had a plan that he was going to- MFFFF!!!! MMPH!!!" We all wanted to scream Manila's name, but then another voice came on.

"Ciao ragazza! I even though you're like the enemy of us 2ps, but I have to say that you are absolutely adorable, anyways." I can feel Flavio smirking through the phone. "You will be coming to the fight. You want Manila safe don't you? After all, it's all your fault for leaving her alone upstairs." Spain gripped on the phone with anger. "Ciao now ragazza and I'll see you tomorrow!" Then the line went dead.

Spain's POV

After dinner we all left to our respective rooms. Due to the house being a bit small we had to share rooms again. I placed Kryztel on on the bed gently as I laid down beside her. I looked at her serene state. Even though she curses like Romano, she can be calm most of the time. But I'm worried for her about tomorrow. I've competed in bullfights before, but the presidency was fair not like my 2p... My 2p... I wonder if my brother told her the truth while I was gone. Me being connected to my 2p like him and some other nations.

"Papa no... Don't kill the bull... No, I won't kill the bull like you did... No! Take that away! Take that damn thing away! Papa, I'm not doing it! No! No!" I sat up and shook her by her shoulders.

"Kryztel, wake up its only a dream!" She gasped as her eyelids flew open as she suddenly sits up hit my head with hers. "Oww... Sorry."

"It's okay." I rubbed my forehead.

"And sorry for waking you up."

"No, I was awake." She rubbed her eyes and studied the surroundings.

"Where are we?"

"La casa de mi hermana."

(Translation: My sister's house.)

"Let me guess, Seville?" I nodded. She sighed and laid down on the bed.

"What's wrong mi amor?"

"Nothing... Just a bad dream that's all."

"About your papa?" She got up again and looked at me with shocked eyes.

"How did you know?"

"Well, you had a tendency to talk in your sleep and..." She groans and laid down on the bed again.

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Studies say it will make people feel better, then yes."

"Go."

"Well... I haven't told anyone this... Not even my friends or anyone close to me." She sighs placing her arm over her eyes. "My dad was a matador, a really good one. In his side of the family, being a one was a big deal so he trained me himself."

"That's the reason why you know how to bullfight I presume."

"You think?" I lifted an eyebrow at her as she rolled her eyes. "So yeah, I got trained by him. The neighbors watched us blah blah blah and all that other stuff, but then I kept on forgetting that I was supposed to kill the bull in the end. He kept on putting up a red handkerchief, which was a really big fear for me. He'd try to convince me several times, but I still refuse to kill the poor animal. So when I was sixteen, I was about to enter college that time, meaning I was moving to California. So my father wanted to see me on a bullfight before I leave. He called my neighborhood for the show... At the end my worst fear came true." She bit her lip. I saw a teardrop falling down her cheek. "I-I really didn't want to kill the poor thing so before the bull can even tackle me... I covered it's eyes and it hit the wooden wall where the banderilleros were. I exited the ring looking at my father. He looked down at me with disappointment and sadness. I knew I brought shame to his side of the family. I ran all the way home hugging my mother. I changed my costume to my normal clothes. Before I can even leave the house, my father was there at the door. I looked down walking pass him taking a taxi to the airport. I flew from my hometown to Manila where I'd meet up with Hazel and Kayla. I never saw my papa's face again since that day. I only called my mama when papa wasn't around. Since that day I didn't have the guts to face him again." She cried. "Now I miss him even though he hates me."

"He doesn't hate you." I answered.

"What makes you say that?" She took off her arm from her eyes.

"Because parents pressure on their children for them to become the very best, he pressured you to become the next great matador of your family. But parents also understand that they're pressuring their children too much. Your father regretted this decision. He never wanted you to run away or anything."

"And if you're wrong?"

"Then that's another story, but remember this mi amor. Your father misses you dearly even though you didn't follow what he has instructed you to do. No matter what, a parent must always love their children."

"So you're saying that if I ever get back to my world, I have to go face my dad and ask for forgiveness or something like that?"

"Pretty much, yes."

"Okay, story time is over I'm going to bed." She turns to her left. "Buenas noches mi churro." I chuckled as I laid down and cuddled beside her.

"Buenas noches mi amor." I kissed her hair and drifted off to sleep.

Arsisgdosgsisgsh!!!!! Yay!!! Updated!!! And my exams ended two days ago!!!!! Woooo!!! It's summer vacation!!!!!!! And I finally continued my Dragon Age after two weeks of horror!!! NEW ACHIEVEMENTS IN ONE DAY!!!! Uhhh... *clears throat* Sorry for my actions of enjoyment. So yeah I'm back for the summer and I am full on fluff and at the same time lemons at the moment because of a new story concept I made and from watching game trailers. I haven't even finished my Far Cry 4, Dead Rising 3, Ryse: Son of Rome, and the boss battle I have in Shape Up... Yes I play Shape Up. Deal with it.
So yeah! It's summer, I finally have more time to think about ideas and... Thank you for the 4.62k reads and the 162 votes!!! I haven't thanked you guys for that yet! Before anything else I just want to tell you that this book's ending is nearing and it is not like two to five chapters away. No, I have the ending in mind, but I just can't get the inspiration or the ideas how I can get the rest of the chapters to get to the ending. (Btw I'm crying because I left Hawke instead of Stroud in the Fade T___T. The only decision I'll ever regret in DA.)
So anyways! On to the usual routine!
Ciao for now!

-Pumpkin