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Chapter three: I thought you'd like that
The documentary was back, done now with the French and Indian war and beginning to go over all that crap that caused me to revolt. At that exact moment it was going over the first thing England did that pissed me off, which as this documentary has already done twice caused me to think back.
Canada had been staying with England and I for several weeks and I had to admit that I was not enjoying it like I thought I would. When he came I thought that he would be like a cool playmate or something. Instead he spent most of his days with England being taught how to speak English 'properly' or in his room with his stupid bear. It's not fair that England spends more attention to Canada, just because he's new. I thought I was supposed to be his favorite little brother.
Then one night there was a big storm and I couldn't fall asleep, so like any other night like this I went to find England. He wasn't in his bedroom however, or the kitchen, living room or bathroom. I was becoming really nervous at this point. What if something happened to him and he needed my help?
As I was passing Canada's room to re-check his room, however, I heard him. Cracking open the door to Canada's room so I could see inside, I found England sitting on the bed hugging a crying Canada. As he cried, Canada began to blubber out something in French; and England didn't even act like he cared. I remembered when I was a little younger France tried teaching me his language and when I tried it out on England he went ballistic. Why wasn't he going ballistic on Canada? It was totally unfair!
No longer wanting to admit that I wanted England to comfort me, I went back to my room and tried to fall asleep. I don't really remember falling asleep or waking up that night.
The next day I decided to get out of the house and help a party expand my territory westward. I guess I figured that if expanding my territory made England happy, then he'd want to spend more time with me. It ended up being a disaster however, when a band of Indians caught up with us. Not wanting us to kick them even more westward, they began to attack us.
Someone must have told England where I had gone, because shortly after they began to get aggressive he and several of his troops came and forced the Indians back. At first I thought that maybe he was just curious as to what I was doing, but then it turned out that he was actually angry with me.
"Just what the bloody hell were you thinking?" he yelled at me on our way home.
"…Sorry Mr. England," I responded, dragging my feet slightly. Every other time I did something like this he wasn't angry, so why was he now? He simply shook his head in aggravation and muttered how he couldn't leave me alone for a couple hours.
When we got home he told me that I was not to go exploring anymore and that he would be staying here to make sure that that happened. I was actually a little happy that he would be staying here longer, but at the same time angry that I wasn't suppose to go exploring anymore. Little did I know at the time that this would only be the first thing he did in the following years to piss me off.
My cell phone began to ring, once again pulling me from my thoughts. Checking to see who it was, I saw that the caller was England. So I answered with, "Hey Iggy, I was just thinking about you!"
"Do I even want to know why you were thinking about me?" he began, "Never mind, I just wanted to remind you of the meeting tomorrow. Also for once in your life be early, maybe then we can get something done in the allotted time."
"Okay, we'll see how that works," I said, mentally reminding myself to forget about this conversation later.
"Right, well then bye," he said and quickly hung up before I could say anything else. This caused me to pout at the phone before deciding to call him back.
After several moments of letting the phone ring, England picked up and asked with a slight groan, "What now?"
"Bye, Iggy!" I chirped and hung up.
Today's history review
In 1763 British troops are used to defeat a band of Native Americans, leading to King George III to sign the Proclamation of 1763 on October 7th. This Proclamation pretty much told the Colonies that they were not allowed to colonize west of the Allegheny Mountains and had more troops sent to America to uphold future laws.
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