A: I really have no clue what Sarah has to say, so I'll just start this chapter...
~York's POV~
I sighed as I took another sip of my tea. About 10 minutes ago, England had found me crying and made me a cup of tea. It calmed me down, for sure. As England patted my head, I smiled. It was nice having an older sibling that actually cared. I just, felt so happy and so content and-
Was it just me, or did I hear, screaming? It sounded an awful lot like... London. My head shot in the direction of my window; I could only see a glimpse of Her jumping out the window. England obviously saw this too, for he had got up and went to the window.
"She is probably heading to the pub..." He said. In a flash, I grabbed my daggers and jumped out of the window as well. Once my feet touched the ground, I put my daggers securely in my belt and covered them with my shirt.
"I'll be back in a while!" I called up to England.
"Um, no your not!" He called back. I understand why he is being so skeptical. I mean come on, I'm a kid, going to a rather dangerous pub, WHAT CAN YOU EXPECT FROM AN OLDER BROTHER?!
I sighed and took out one of my daggers. " Don't worry you taught me well, old man." I put the knife back in my belt and gave a small salute. Before he could reply, I had already run off in the direction my sister went.
~London's POV~
I began running away from the house. I mean I've never had this much freedom! I felt like I could do anything! My attention was caught by somebody waving frantically at me... America.
"America!" I screeched as I ran over to him. I threw my arm around his neck and embraced him fully. " I missed you" I whispered in his ear as he began hugging me back.
"And you don't think I missed you? " He asked. I gave him a look of disbelief.
"Maybe if you answered your bloody phone we wouldn't miss each other so bloody much!" I said poking him in the stomach causing him to... Giggle? I don't know he's America...
"It's not my fault! I'm a busy man!" He said letting go of me, putting his hands up in a 'don't shoot' kinda way.
"Too busy for your girlfriend?" I asked, giggling slightly at the sight of him making that cute little confused face. Oh America... I thought mentally face-palming
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A: Sarah, the possibility of that actually hapening is low.
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