Chapter 2
"War News"
Britain: What time is it? Oh, it's 8:30am.
He gets out of bed, dresses and goes downstairs
Britain: What shall I have for breakfast?
Knock on front door
Britain: Coming!
Opens door, sees America
America: Dude, I have a letter that was sent to you, but I got it instead.
Britain: Who is it from?
America: Marie.
Britain: Whoa what?!
Takes letter, sits down at his desk, and opens letter
Britain: Did you read it?
America: No, why?
Britain: Read it.
Britain hands the letter to America while looking like he is about to cry
America reads letter
Here's what it says:
Dear Britain,
I miss you and the others very much. I hope I will be able to see you again someday, but I don't know if that day will come. The doctors say I might not live long. They don't know why, all they know is that with the illness I have even if I regenerate it won't save my life. I don't have very much time left.
Also I fear Galifrey might be going to war with a strong and horrifying enemy. I hope I will be able to see you and the others again, and I hope I don't see my planet go to war. So, for now I say good-bye.
I miss you all,
Marie
America finishes reading and looks at Britain
America: Wow. I had no idea she was ill. Britain, are you okay?
Britain: Marie… why… Marie… of all people who could die… it had to be… you.
Tears begin to appear in Britain's eyes
America: I'm sure she will live. Marie is strong, she can fight it.
Britain: Marie… you said I… was… going to get to… see you… again… don't say that I… won't be able to see you again… or I won't ever… see you… again… forever.
Britain begins to cry
America: Dude, are you okay? It's sad I know, but she will come see us again and be healthy. We will have great times with her again.
Britain stops crying a little
Britain: I hope so.
America: I got to go. See ya later, and don't forget Marie will come back.
Britain: Good-bye and thank you.
America leaves
Britain looks at the letter
Britain: Don't die, Marie. Stay strong.
He puts the letter next to a picture of Marie and him on his desk
Britain: Don't die, Marie.
He folds his arms, puts them on his desk, and lays his head down on his arms
Britain: I… love… you….
Looks at picture of him and Marie
Britain: I love you, Marie Magicia Smith.
He falls asleep on his desk.
