Wassup guys? Sorry about the late update time for this, I posted 2 chapters for my other story Carribia and America, so this is a bit overdue. Sorry! This chapter though…Confederacy is one of my fave characters. He's awesome, and he has weird powers over America. He also cares for him deeply, but is afraid to show it, as you all have probably figured out already. Even though he is currently trying to kill him. And England was a pirate, I did not make that up! I promise! Look it up!
Canada was pacing back and forth, frantic. "Why, why did he come back? Why now?" He muttered, clearly not caring that England was leaning against the wall, waiting for him to do something. "My god Matthew! What do you mean 'Why now?'?" "America…his people were fighting just a few weeks ago. He's pretty torn up." "Confederacy probably realised that." "It doesn't matter! That monster still has my brother!" "Calm down! Freaking out like a bloody lunatic isn't going to help anyone! Now, what's the story with Confederacy anyway?" Canada was stunned into silence by England's sudden outburst. Even with the Revolutionary war…they obviously still cared. Canada allowed himself a tiny smile before he launched into his narrative. "When America split a few years ago…"
England was stunned. All of this had happened to the happy energetic nation right after they had…separated. God. How on Earth could Alfred keep smiling? How could he keep laughing and making dumb jokes? How could he? The questions whirled around in the older nation's head. His brow creased, he was in deep thought. Finally, he snapped out of it. "Where's the first place Confederacy would go?" "The South. We should ask the states and see where Confederacy is considered a citizen." "Urm. You do that." "Why me?" England shot him a look. "Oh. Right." "Right."
Canada returned an hour later, covered in bruises and with a long scratch down his face. He panting, as though he was running. He slammed the door and pressed his back against it. "Lock it!" He yelled, but it was too late. 5 kids burst into the room, eyes like fire. They stopped cold when they saw England. One turned to him. "Hi!" Three looked confused, but one was staring daggers at him. One of the boys asked: "You seen Mat?" I shook my head slowly, and watched as they filed out the door. One boy turned and punched me in the arm as he left. He had been the one glaring.
I was lying on the stupid bed when I heard voices outside the door. "Help," I called faintly. It was physically painful to call for help, but not only because I was a freaking twig at this point. I was a hero! And here I was, calling for help. I probably looked pathetic. I noticed the voices outside had stopped. Then I heard Confederacy's southern drawl. "No, no. In fact, it might be better if you saw 'im yourself." I had an awful suspicion that I knew who was outside the door. I was right.
"Dad!" A voice screamed. I weakly turned my head. A group of kids stood in the doorway, with Confederacy behind them. Gia had been the one that had screamed. She rushed over to me, along with a few other of the states. The others stayed in the hall, looking distinctly uncomfortable. I scrutinized the group. They were all…oh. That made sense. But why? The kids that had come over to me were currently yelling at Confederacy, who seemed unfazed. I looked at the states beside me. Georgia, Virginia, North and South Carolina, and Kentucky. Many other southern states stood in the hall, even some that weren't original members of the Confederate States. I laughed weakly, making light of the awkward situation. "Wow, family reunion. Literally." Gia turned to me. "Dad, please…you don't understand." "I do, really. South is about to kill me, and y'all don't want to be left without a father." I silently cursed myself. It was happening again. I hated that. Gia looked troubled. "Dad…" "I get it. Really. I grasped her hand. "Take care of the others, ok? Be a hero." With that, I dropped my head and passed out.
Yes! Got that down on digital paper! I had that idea while I was in France (that means that I've visited the entire btt! Germany (Prussia) where I live currently, France, and I went to Spain a while ago! Yay!) and have been desperately waiting for a time to put it down. So, so sorry for the late update time! I'm a cruel person. This chapter is a little short, but these chapters are going to be short. Sorry again! Love y'all. (I'm from Georgia, which is why she's such a prominent character. And why I have a southern accent, although you can't tell online. I say y'all a lot though)