Tale of the Magical Son (Unknown Updates)

Chapter 3 - Into the City

(Previously)

"*sigh* Sounds like they are almost done. You better get going. Say hi to your baby sister for me", America said taking UK.

"Bye Bye ", France said as he jumped out the window.

"Bye", America softly said after France was fully gone. Now it was time to face his dad.

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There was a few footsteps followed by knock at America's door. He had no reason to fear his Father but somehow opening the door seemed like a great challenge for the small colony. "Hello Father", America greeted his father at the door.

"Hello Son", England greeted like nothing happened despite his torn shirt and bruises on his face.

"Did you guys get in a fight?", America asked not thinking about the conquestes.

"...", England looked away for a bit and then looked back at America, "Hey..How about we go into the city? Wouldn't that be fun?"

"What about UK?", America asked after thinking a bit, looking at where the baby slept.

"He is sleeping plus let the maids deal with him", England said trying to convince America.

America thought for a moment. His Dad was probably right. Nothing would happen to UK if he was gone for a few moments. America then answered England with, "Okay Dad!".

"Alright! Come on now let's head to the city!", England said walking out the room escustiatticly.

America followed right behind England. He had not been to the city in such a long time. Maybe England would let him check out the pirate ship and then he could continue his collection.

"Remember to stay close", England said grabbing America's hand. He was starting to regret his decision. Alot of his people were back and forth with the king. Some were content and showed their appreciation but others less so. Usually England would just whip up disguses using magic but he rather not break the agreement on not using it.

"Hey Dad can we check out the pirate ship?", America asked.

"Sure Son", England said nervously as they approached the city filled with poop streets and dirty children. Just as England feared everyone imediently recognized them and stoped what they were doing or attending to. Many of the children looked in confusion many of them haven't fully seen a man with such werid coloration or a plain white boy.

"Dad why is everyone staring at us like that?", America said quietly looking around at all the children.

"Your dad is a very important man because he is close with king and lives in the Castle", England explained the best he could to America.

America was quiet he looked around at everyone. "DAD THE PIRATES ARE HERE!" ,America yelled wanting to run off to the ship but knew better.

England sighed and walked towards the ship. He wasn't very fond with them but they did bring things from forgein lands and America loved them so that is that.

"You think we could get anything?", America asked excitly pulling England towards the make shift pirate shop.

"Yes America. Please calm down", England sighed out. America stoped trying to run towards the ship but he still sorta vibrated in place put of excitement. (Idk how to describe anything) England honestly forgot how young America truly was with him being all mature and all , but one some uncommon times like these he is reminded.