How did he manage to get himself in here? America wonders as he looks up and down the barb wire fences. There are at least ten guards and he's too far into the German country side to make a mad run for it. No he has to be smart if he's going to get out. "Captain?" He hears and it takes him away from his thoughts for a moment.

"Yes private?" America answers turning to the twenty year old beside him.

The kid looks around carefully before whispering, "Do you have a plan? Cause I don't want to stay here…I hear what the enemy does to us…."

"Well they treat us better than the Japs do." He answers instantly. Among these men he's not a nation but just another military man. "Especially since they let out…" It's then that the thought enters his mind and really he's not sure why he didn't think of it before. "Letters…"

"Sir?"

America just shakes his head, "Nothing but why don't you write home to your folks? I'm sure they'd want to hear that at least you're safe." When the human nods America walks off towards his cot to write his own letter.

It's a simple letter and just says where he is and what the date is. Though he's sure England would want to know more really there's not much more he wants to tell his ex-brother. All he really asking for is a simple game of Monopoly anyway.

Within a week it arrives and the moment he scans it over he smiles. "Captain is it really that impressive?"

"Impressive? Not really but leave it to that brother of mine to send me his version of the game." America says with a soft sigh as he turns away, "But come Private we have a game to play."

The human follows slightly confused, "Captain have you finally lost your mind?"

"Me? Now when was the last time I fucked with you?" After a second he shakes his hand, "Don't answer that but anyway did you tell your folks you were okay like I told yah to?"

When his Private nods he pulls out his knife, "Good." He answers, "Now make sure no one is coming while I um…play with my game." Quickly he opens the game again; he knows it's a special game by the red dot on the Free Parking. Other than that it looks like the three others around the camp, expect for one thing of course.

His nimble fingers easily pulls out the real money hiding between the play money and set them aside before going back to the board. With his knife he makes a small tear and pulls away the game to reveal a silk map of the area, a compass, file and a thin wire cutting saw.

Once he pockets all his new found goodies he breaks up the board into a half dozen pieces, "Yo Private I'm cold what about you?"

The black haired solider nods slightly as he watches his captain throw the wood remains into a small wood burning stove. "But what are we doing?"

America gives him another smile as he walks out into the camp, "Like I said Dude…we're playing a little game and I like to call it," He whispers to the man beside him, "Let's escape before the Germans know what hit them."

Now his private returns his smile, "Oh I love that game."

"I knew you would."