Finally, after for like ever, I give you Chapter 2!
Chapter 2
When they arrived in America, reporters swarmed the aircraft, shoving microphones into the Allies' faces. Arthur and Francis shooed them out as Alfred helped Gilbert up. They were greeted by none other than Franklin D. Roosevelt himself.
"Well done, Alfred! I knew I could depend on you to get the job done!" as he ruffled the grinning American's hair. Turning to Gilbert, he spoke, "Quite a long flight, huh? Well, you're safe in the good 'ol United States of America. I'm Franklin D. Roosevelt, president of the United States." He stuck out his hand, to shake, a little too fast and Gilbert flinched. Puzzled, he pulled his hand back. Francis whispered something in his ear that Gilbert couldn't catch. Roosevelt nodded his head in understanding and turned to Alfred
"Alfred, take this POW home to his brother." Alfred hesitated, causing his boss to add, "We'll interview him in Germany. Take him home and that is an order!" Alfred saluted, loaded everyone in the plane, and they were airborne, once again.
The ride home wasn't very fun for anyone. As a matter of fact, Gilbert threw up at least five times on poor Arthur, causing him to be grouchy the entire ride. This caused Francis to try and cheer Arthur up and they ended up getting into a fight, as usual. Matthew sweat-dropped and quietly stood somewhere else, wanting to avoid the situation. Alfred was too busy piloting to do something about the two bickering, thus getting very annoyed.
Ugh, such a short chapter! Sorry about that, guys! I guess it doesn't help that I fell asleep at two in the morning and woke up at five in the morning. But, that's enough about me! So, how you guys been? Anyone else hate this new editing thingy? I do. Reviews, favs, and follows are greatly appreciated!