America gave a loud yawn as he woke up, stretching his arms out before reaching onto his side desk and grabbing glasses. Shoving Texas unceremoniously onto his head, America headed into the bathroom to take a shower. As he took off his shirt, he noticed a dark burn on his chest. America reached and touched it, his finger tracing the familiarly elaborate B and E with a large A on top.
"It's amazing you don't heal." America muttered to himself. "It's like you're a scar I got from a war or terrorist attack or something." America looked at the scars that littered his chest, giving a sigh. "Well, it's a good thing no one ever sees it, the people who have know what it is, so I'm in no trouble." But the memory of when he had been branded was clear in his head, and all those times from when he was still a colony.
"CANADA! WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!" A small America nudged his sleeping brother, trying to get him to get up.
"OW! America, please don't touch there! That's where my brand is!" Canada got up and touched the place where his brand was softly.
"Oh, that's right, you just got branded yesterday. And they did it so sloppily too! And what's they're excuse? That they couldn't see you!" America began ranting angrily.
"It's okay America. I'm sure it will heal up eventually. What does your's look like?" Canada asked curiosly.
"Hm? Oh, you want to see my brand? Under one exception: You gots to show me yours!" Canada nodded and America took off his shirt, showing his brand. Canada followed suit, showing a similar brand, with the exception of a C instead of an A and that the skin around the brand was an angry red color. America resisted the urge to touch it, instead reaching into one of his drawers and grabbing a small container.
"British Empire gave this to me." America opened up the container. "It makes the burn feel better." America got a little bit on his finger and gently smoothed it over the burn. "I don't know why he didn't give you any. But anyways, get your shirt back on, we have to get to the Colonies Meeting, and if we're late, big brother British Empire will be mad at us.
A/N: *Gives a shrug* I don't know, just a really random idea that popped into my head.
Rules:
All the Colonies have brands
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