Well here it is chapter 5!
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"Don't cry mister." Said the child. I must've fallen asleep, he thought. When he pinched himself, he felt. Nope he wasn't dreaming. Here in front of him was a boy with extremely blue eyes sandy blonde hair, and a wide smile. England couldn't believe it.
Seeing that the older man stopped crying he introduce himself "Hello I'm America."
"I'm England." The young America looked at him.
Why do you seem familiar? America wanted to ask him. The emerald eyes met the blue
"I will be your big brother." England announced. That's it! America remember almost everything instantly. But why am I child? Those memories eluded him.
"Come on America." Coaxed England. America complied, wishing he could tell England that he was the first America but his vocal cords wouldn't work. England and America walked to England's house. The moment they walked in the door. His brothers bombarded England then they saw the child curled up in England's arm.
"A new colony? Odd I didn't hear anything about a new land form." said north Ireland
"Technically he's not a new colony," stated England. His brothers gave him confused looks. "It's America."
"WHAT?" Scotland shouted. Waking America up. America looked around seeing England's older brothers most young children would hide, America simply stared at them.
"Apparently countries don't die they just become reborn." England said
"So does he remember anything?" asked whales.
England was wondering the same thing. So many years of being distant and finally he find out America love him the get together and then he ends up being killed, he didn't want to go through the same thing again but did America remember anything about him.. About what they had. America wanted to answer. But couldn't he sighed Out of all the things I could've forgotten I forgot how to talk.
"I kind of like America better now that he ain't jabbering our ears off." Mentioned Ireland All the brothers laughed America pouted I don't talk that much! England seeing this chucked gently.
That night when England went to put America into his bed, America wouldn't let go of his shirt.
"Fine you can sleep with me tonight."
"Thank you Arthur!" England stopped dead in his tracks did America just call him Arthur Ha-Ha! That might've gotten Arthur to reconsider that t I'm a new America! America thought.
"Did you just call me Arthur?" England asked still in shock and making sure that he wasn't hearing things.
"Yep!" Responded America. Ok that's just creepy; maybe he has some of the old America's memories after all. Gah! He must think that I'm a new America with the old ones memories. I need to something… otherwise; the other countries might be in danger.
England and America arrived in England's room. There it was America's bomber jacket!
I might actually have a chance at proving it tonight. America jumped out of England's arms and bounded over to his bomber jacket. England smiled Maybe he remembers most of the things that impacted his previous life. And he called me thick America thought.
"Tomorrow you'll come with me to the world meeting so as to explain this situation to the others." England said before he wished america a good night a fell asleep
Lol, Nobody listens to america even as a kid