"Alaska!" America called through the door to the girl's room, "Come out and eat dinner!"
"Nyet! Not when 'dinner' is that disgusting thing!" Alaska called back through the locked door as she was tying her bed sheets together. Cliché she knew, but it worked. She had seen her Maman do it himself during her escape lessons, seeing as she wasn't nearly as invisible as her Maman.
"Then how about I make some fish?" Alfred tried.
"I don't trust you with fish." Alaska muttered through the door.
"In that case, I'll break down the door if you don't come out by the time everyone is done." Alfred said matter-of-factly, if not cheerily.
"And he calls Papa a brute." Alaska pouted as she finished the final knot. She smiled and gathered her things, including Kolov, her husky, and slid out of the room.
She laughed and couldn't help but yell "FREEDOM!" before cursing about how the damn Yankee was rubbing off on her. Not a pleasant thought to Aleksandra. She put Kolov on the ground before whistling and running off as quickly as she could. She was happy that they finally went to the mansion in Michigan. That made it easy for her to get to her Maman. Though with that time frame it wasn't likely she'd get much of a head start.
She smiled as she reached the border just outside of Detroit. If she was lucky then Maman would be in Ottawa and she could catch a plane to there from London, Ontario easily. If not…well, she knew where they kept the spare keys.
