A/N Once again, about three weeks ago was when this was created. I actually got the idea in AP American History.
It was hot. Of course it was hot, he was in Arizona. Well, it wasn't called Arizona at the time, but America was wandering into what would lately be called that. He was a teenager, breaking away from his older brother in the form of a Revolution. The young nation needed a break, and so he walked, and continued to walk until he ended up here. A hissing noise caused the boy to jump back on reflex, narrowly missing the bite of a pissed off rattlesnake.
"Whoa, there," America grinned, "Sorry, dude, didn't see ya there."
He wiped the sweat off of his brow and squatted sown next to the reptile.
"Hey there. You're small and seem pretty harmless, but you don't let people step on you. When they do, you bite. You're all like, 'don't tread on me'. Just like me, or how I want to be, anyway.
The snake hissed in response.
"Thanks bro, you've helped me a ton."
"Hey dudes," he called out to his people when he returned home, "Remember when we were trying to decide on a cool symbol and catchphrase? Well, I think I've got something."
"What the bloody Hell is this?! What does a snake have to do with anything?" Britain cried upon seeing the symbol of his rebellious colony.