At the Pennsylvania Gazette:

It was a typical day at the Pennsylvania Gazette. It was a while after the young French aristocrat, the Marquis de Lafayette, joined Washington's army and stole Henri's heart. Henri at this point, without Lafayette there and no one to play with (Charles was out of town), was bored as freaking hell. "Sarah, James, can't we go see Washington's army? I want to see Gilbert!"

"No we can't Henri, we have spring cleaning to do at the Gazette. You know how Moses is when it's comes to cleaning." replied Sarah, as she put her hands on her hips.

"Oh..." Henri groaned, holding his chin up with his right hand, elbow on the table, and tapping the table with his left fingers.

"Henri, will you quit that?" James asked, looking up from setting the type on the printing press.

"I'm sorry, but I'm BORED!" Henri complained.

"Well then, go find someone in town to play with," James said.

"Yes, why don't you go make a new friend, I saw some a few new families had moved in down the street. You could go meet them and see if they have any kids your age." replied Sarah, as she went in to her room to change into some cleaning clothes.

Henri pouted. "But, most of zem are from ze Middle East, some don't even speak English OR French!"

"Listen, if you're not going to help, go down town and find something to do," Moses said. "We have lots of work to do here!"

"Fine," Henri huffed, leaving.

"BUT DON'T SLAM THE...!" James said, but too late, the door slammed shut and the type-setter fell to the ground, spreading letters all over the ground. "...Door..." he groaned, picking up the setter and starting all over again.

"Jeez, we might as well get something done around here." responded Sarah as she started to clean some of the shelves.

::IN THE STREET::

"Ronnie, you banana! I'm going to tell Mother that you were in another fight with Seth." argued Anna Mizuno, 8 years old, Blue hair and Brown eyes.

"Anna, don't you dare tell mother or I'll..." argued Ronnie Mizuno, 13, Blue hair and Blue eyes.

"You'll what, punch me to...oh mother will just love that, me coming home with a black eye!" says Anna, who was obviously being sarcastic.

Henri was walking by, and looked at them. "What's going on here?" he asked, curious. His French accent seemed obvious on his 'O's.

"Um...who are you...? My name is Ronnie Mizuno, I'm 13 and this is my sister Anna, she's 8. We were just discussing what we were going to do when we get home." explained Ronnie as he turned to face Henri. "We just moved in down the street, we used to live in Greece."

Henri smiled broadly. "My name is Henri Richard Maurice DuTua Lefevre," he announced, bowing.

"Uh...nice to meet you Henri. Do you want to come over...?" asked Ronnie, as he turned towards to home.

Henri tilted his head. "You...aren't going to make fun of me?" he asked, blinking.

"Why should we make fun of you?" asked Ronnie confused.

Henri smiled again, "Nevermind." He followed them to their house.

"Hey, looks like you managed to drag a live one home," Rowen joked, popping his head out from the roof. He had been spending the morning repairing the roof after he accidentally blew it off while experimenting with gunpowder.

"oh...shut up..." replies Rowen as he opens the door. "That was our oldest brother Rowen."

"Ronnie?!" yelled Amelia, as she whipped her hands on her apron. "What in the name of all that is worth having...happened to you?"

"Nothing, I just fell." lied Ronnie, as he came in the door. "This is our new friend, Henri."

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle," Henri greeted, bowing. "It is a pleasure." He looked up through the small hole still left on the roof. "Man, if Moses saw zis, he'd have a fit!" he laughed.

"Nice to meet you Henri, I'm Amelia Mizuno, their oldest sister. Everybody calls me Ami for short." smiled Ami. "Would you like something to drink?"

Henri smiled. "Oui, zat would be nice," he suddenly remembered something Sarah had told him. "Of course, you don't have to, if it'd be too much trouble..." he said, trying to be polite.

"Well of course not, you just sit your selves down at the table while I get you some milk and cookies." Ami grinned.

"Oh boy, I'm starved!" Henri laughed, pulling out a seat for himself. He laughed and talked to them for a few minutes, and then they went out to play for a few hours, until James came to take Henri home.

"There you are!" James said, coming up as Henri and Ronnie were playing sword-fight. "I've got good news, Henri, we got a letter from Washington, and he said that you, Sarah, and we can come to the camp as soon as we can. Moses Okayed it, and said that he'd try and get some of the people around town to help him with the chores."

"Zat's wonderful!" Henri laughed. "I get to see Gilbert!"

"I don't want you to go...." complained Ronnie, as he kicked a stone.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to see the war first hand! And zey need me, I'm a journalist too! Zey need ze French perspective on ze war!" Henri said. "But...we don't have a GREEK perspective!" he said, snapping his fingers.

"Oh, no, Henri..." James said, shaking his head.

"Please...?" Henri said, pleadingly. "I'm BEGGING!"

"Begging for what?" asked the confused Ronnie.

"For you to come, too, of course!" Henri said. "Don't you want to come too?"

"Oh...yes...but I'm wondering if I would be going alone...with you guys, that is if I am going with you?" responded Ronnie.

"Ronnie, you need to come in and get washed up for dinner." hollered Allegra, who was Ronnie's other older sister, she was 14, she had Blue hair and Blue eyes.

"Alright, I got to go. I'll see you soon." sighed Ronnie, as he walked to the door.

"Well..." James said, thinking. "If you want to come, you can, but ONLY if you come alone." He then turned to Henri, "Come on, Sarah's making chicken for dinner, she'll be mad if we're not there."

"Oh boy! Chicken!" Henri laughed, running home. "Bye, Ronnie!"

"Night," replied Ronnie, he walked into the house.

"What's wrong? You look like you want to do something but you'll regret that decision later on." replied Allison (Allie) Mizuno, who was 12, blue hair and brown eyes about 5'3" in height.

"They asked me to come along with them to the front." replied Ronnie as he sat down to dinner after washing them.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! RONNIE ZACHERY MIZUNO, JR. WHY WOULD YOU EVEN CONSIDER SUCH A THING?" yelled is mother, Alisha Mizuno, 38, Blue hair and brown eyes about 5'8" in height.

"WHY CAN'T I GO WITH THEM, ITS NOT LIKE I'M GOING TO BE ACCUALLY FIGHTING WITH THEM. I'M JUST GOING TO BE STAYING WITH GENERAL GEORGE WASHINGTON, AND SEEING THE WAR FIRST HAND!!" argued Ronnie, who put his hands on the table with a thump.

"RONNIE, GOING OUT THERE AND WATCHING THE WAR FIRST HAND, IS JUST LIKE THE GOING OUT THERE AND FIGHTING IN THE WAR, I WONT HAVE ONE OF MY OWN CHILDREN GETTING KILLED OUT THERE!" argued Alisha, who dropped a bowl of corn on the table.

"I'M 13 YEARS OLD, I WOULD THINK I WOULD BE OLD ENOUGH TO GO OUT ON MY OWN, PLUS I WONT BE ALONE I WOULD HAVE HENRI, JAMES, AND SARAH!" yelled Ronnie, who stood up suddenly.

"I won't have it, Ron explain to you son that he can not go out there!" yelled Alisha, who turned to her husband.

"Alisha, you know that he is right, that he is old enough to go out in to the world, plus he has company and they could keep an eye on him." said Ron Mizuno, who was 40, he has blue hair and blue eyes, about 6'2 in height.

"I can't not believe you Ron, you would let our 13 year old son go out there." argued Alisha.

Ronnie runs away from the table and up the stairs to his 'new' room.

Later that evening, Alisha came up the stairs, knocks on the door. "Ronnie can I come in and talk to you?" asked Alisha, as she came in the door. "Your father and I had a talk, we came to the decision that you can go with your friends, but you will have to write, just about every day to tell us how you are fairing."

"Thank you, Mother." thanked Ronnie, as he got up and hugged his mother.