Willibrod x Future Country! Luxembourg
Sir Willibrord had found the pale being that was going to be the luxembourg, of today. He glanced down at the small toddler, who simply looked back at him. "do you want to come with me?." The boy hesitated, but quickly calmed down, holding his chubby hand to His first boss. "y-yes." That answer got the battered child, a lift into the arms of the saint who kissed his forehead. "thats nice, now lets go to spread Christianity to the world." The little boy nodded with a smile that made his founder to smile sweetly back. That fatherly - son relationship had never occurred with a land and a saint before, until now.
couple of centuries, funeral of the saint.
Tears had fallen from a broken state of the pale haired nation, who was trying to hug his bloody sick boss. His people pulled him away, telling him to calm down. "N-No?!!! I want to touch him, you can't stop ME!." They had dragged the hysteric country away. After a couple years, the wonderful nation who lived over centuries had sat by his first founder's grave with roses. A broken smile had been put on his lips, and tears and he closed his eyes. "I miss you still, the new bosses won't replace you Willibord..-sama, they will never be the one who found and touched my heart." Alexendere felt a bit better, when he always came here at his free times. It was every year on his boss's birthday and last to visit him. When little Belgium had called him, the old nation got up with a gentle soft smile leaving a grave of his beloved father with roses. "I'm coming, Belgium." He picked her up and kissed the forehead silently. "Hollands waiting impatiently in the car again, big brother, were going to the carnival right." Belgium said as she kissed her older sibling on both cheeks. "ja." Luxembourg said, and left to his car.
the end.
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