Word Count: 150
Pairings: None, FrUS if you want
Warnings: None
Dawn of the Revolution
He wasn't supposed to be there. America knew that England would be furious if he found out he let their previous enemy into his house. But England was gone, and the teen didn't know when, or if, he'd be back.
France wandered around the sitting room, stopping to gaze at the recent portrait of America and his twin Canada, the latter having been formerly in France's care.
America didn't ask why France was there. France did not say.
Eventually he inquired about Canada, and how America was faring. He had already heard of America's longing to be free, to become his own nation. France offered little to the conversation, letting America go on about what he had missed in the last few years. But when he prepared to leave, he touched America's arm, making sure to capture the young man's full attention.
"When you tire of England's tyranny…let me know."
