Trettende juni:
USA:
1893
America tugged nervously and irritably on his tie (how he loathed wearing a suit!) as he stood outside the President's Office waiting for the approval to come in.
Though he, as a Nation, had unlimited access everywhere, he respected that his Bosses needed their privacy while governing the country. Besides, that left him out of the tedious administration process. As a matter of fact, he came up with as many excuses as possible to avoid it.
However, Grover's Message had seemed too pleading for him not to come.
Sometime later, Alfred snuck out with the White House Doctor, comtemplating the possible repercussions of what he'd just heard.
But he couldn't let anyone know and he'd to do what he could to maintain the secret.
Author's notes:
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