Brother!America x Sister!State!Reader: Lead the Fight On

Key;
(F/N)= First Name
(H/L)= Hair Length
(H/C)= Hair Color
(E/C)= Eye color
(F/C)= Favorite Color
(S/T)= Skin Tone
(S/N)= State Name

***A/N: Please choice one of the original thirteen colony states. Also try to avoid picking New York. Thank you!

You were (F/N) Jones, the personification of (S/N) and proud younger sister of Alfred F. Jones personification of America. He was your brother, your caretaker, and your best friend. Thinking about it you knew him better than anyone, and he knew you better than any one. There were ups and downs, but that's how life goes isn't it? Taking a deep breath you fall into memories.

XxXx (Time Skip)

You know every part of me
I know every part of you
Tell me a story with an ending that makes me smile
Tell me you'll stand by me longer than just awhile

"Big Brother," a tiny child version of you says, running to keep up with your older brother. He turns, his blue eyes meeting your (E/C) ones. "(F/N) hurry up! I want to get to the flower field and play with the bunnies!" That's how everything went with you two. Alfred said where he wanted to go and you followed loyally. You and he had been together as long as you could remember. From the first moment Mother had introduced you two you had been close. "Alfred! Tell me a story," you call up to him. He pauses and thinks.

"Okay! Once upon a time there were two baby birds! They were a brother and a sister! The brother bird wanted to fly away from the nest, but his sister was still too little. So he stayed with her, and together they flew away and became great birds." 

You smile, "I like that story big brother." He grins, "I like it too (F/N)!"

XxXx

Your fight is what I'm believing for
My fight is hand in hand with yours
Just a couple of kids who found a voice, who found a choice

Alfred had grown a lot, and so had you. He was being taken care of someone called 'England'. But lately Alfred had seemed very upset. "Alfred, what's wrong!" You have tears in your eyes, wanting to know how to help your older brother cheer up. He frown and messes up your hair. "(F/N) I'm going to get independence from England! Will you help me?" You frown, looking deeply into the emotional blue eyes of your brother. "I'll help you Alfred!"

He smiles, "Thank you (F/N)." You grin back. "I'll support you though anything! From now on your battle is mine and we'll get a voice together!" Patting hi back you laugh, "Together!"

We are, we're the ones with the scars and the stripes
Been here forever too our battle is worth the fight
Not the little kids you knew before

The fight between Alfred and Arthur was long. He would come to you and cry. All you could do was try your best to help him. It was one day when England followed him to you that things got even worse. "America!! Bloody hell I was trying to help you!" You are hidden, (E/C) orbs wide. You watch as the two of them argue about the revolution. "I will be independent England! If you want me to be or not!" England's hand raises to hit Alfred, and you can't just hid any more.

You jump out and take the hit for Alfred. "(S/N)," Alfred cries helping you up from the ground. You nod with your thanks and turn to England. "We don't need you! Get out! Now!!" He blinks, unsure of how to react to your yelling. "Get!" He turns and flees from the house as Alfred smiles. "Thank you (F/N)!!"

We are, broken hearts with the motive to move the world
Doesn't matter your past, all my boys and girls
With the stories tell tied in our hands
Lead the fight on

It was amazing, you won the war! Even better new siblings began to appear!~ You were out and about when you found him, he was crying. "Hey what's wrong," you ask kneeling down to look into his green eyes. He wore a white dress much like you wore when Alfred brought you home. He sniffles, "I-I don't know where I am and I-I'm all alone, and scared!"

You smile softly, "Now don't cry, what's your name?" He wipes the tears from his green eyes and mutters, "New York..." You blink in surprise. "Okay New York come with me I know who your family is." He nods and takes your hand. Together you head back to Alfred's house.

"Alfred I found our new baby brother," you sing as you walk though the door New York in tow. Alfred blinks, "Is that so (F/N) who's the little guy?" You grin, and pick up New York. "This is New York and he's our newest family member!" 

Our lives may not be the same
Ourselves found in a single name
A name of hope for those who've lost their way
Just a glance at the moment they'll be okay

While Alfred and New York got to worry about the defense of the country you were stuck cleaning. Which in your opinion sucked. It didn't matter that your life wasn't exactly like Alfred's, you were sticking by him. After all you, him, New York, and your other siblings made up the United States of America. You liked that name. It made you feel like you'd always have a place at Alfred's side. After all you were one of his beloved siblings. Little did you know your love and trust of Alfred would be tested.

*So this is the contest entry but I decided to make it a mini series! I hope you don't mind that this is where it ends.