I always wondered how Hiramuya would draw the adventures of Rome during the Gallic wars. Well, he has so much ideas to think about it could take forever. So, I decided to write my own fanfiction about that. This story will be based on the book writen by Julius Caesar "comments on the Gallic Wars". And since I am a huge fan of my country's character, I warn you: her own grandmother "Gallia Belgica" will appear a lot.

I decided a long time ago that the "Belgica" that Ancient Rome used to know was my country grandmother. She had a territory looking a little like the "Spanish Netherlands" of the beginning of 16th century, but she disappeared at the same time than Roman Empire. Just as for North and South Italy, there were a lot of little kingdoms, duchies and counties which unified during the 14th century. I think Belgium, Netherlands and Luxembourg were born at that time. I may explain why in one of the following chapters.

So: there will be some parts referring to the 16th century, with Belgium giving a few explanations to Romano, and the other parts will be from Rome's point of view during the Gallic Wars. Enjoy the story!

ps: English is not my native language. An American friend (thank you Castor) helped me checking the spelling, but I must apologise if there is still some mistakes.

How I met your Grandmother

Prologue

- "Romano, are you ready to go to bed?"

- "No, you jackass! I am not going to bed before that tomato bastard comes back!"

- "Don't force me to break the door!"

We are around the years 1530. The king Charles the Great, also known as Charles V of Spain, or Charles Quint in French, rules the Low Countries, composed of the futures nations of Netherlands, Luxembourg and Belgium, the kingdom of Spain, just as Sicilia and Southern of Italy. He is also the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. He was the most powerful man in the world and rules an empire where the sun never set. As the most powerful nation of the union, Spain was always busy with international affairs. He was travelling to the new world, discovering strange new civilisations and golden treasures. He also was fighting with France, who wanted the young "pupils" for himself, and his ally Ottoman Empire. He was almost never home and when he left for a long time, he asked the Low Countries, his "Spanish Netherlands", to keep Romano at their house, in the huge castle of the Coudenbergh in Brussels.

But even if Belgium gave the cute little kid her best snacks, Netherlands was patient and kind, and Luxembourg played with him, Romano was often sad. And this evening, Romano had locked himself in a small dressing room, because he didn't want his fellows to see him crying. Netherlands didn't know what to do anymore, because the only solution he could think of was breaking the door and scaring the young Italian. Neither Belgium nor Spain would approve that method.

His sister came to the rescue, carrying a huge book in her arms.

- "I will take care of him. Can you go watch for Luxembourg?"

Netherlands nodded his head and left without showing his relief.

Belgium sat on the floor next to the door and with a feline smile, she asked:

- "Romano?"

- "Belgium?"

- "Do you want me to read you a story?"

- "I won't leave this room, you jer…"

- "It is fine. You don't need to get out in order to listen to the story."

- "What kind of story are you planning to read?"

- "Actually, I just got one of your grandfather's books: "The Gallic Wars", by Julius Caesar."

- "Uh? His favourite boss? He wrote a book? I thought he was just a war leader."

- "He was a war leader, and he wrote a book about the conquest of my Grandmother and her sisters. I guess we can say this book talks about "How Rome met my Grandmother". Do you want me to read it?"

Romano stayed silent a few moments but finally, he said: "Is the book in Latin?"

Belgium giggled.

- "No, it is a translation in actual French. Netherlands made it for me in one of his printing factories".

After a few seconds, the young lady heard the little boy say: "Okay, go on…"