Americas pov
I don't remember anything. I just woke up cold. I was in ice. suddenly I felt myself being lifted. I could see the burry face of two people. one had dark skin, and one was in red, white, and blue. My favorite colors. they defrosted the ice and pulled me out. they gave me a mirror. my lips were bright blue, my hair blond, my skin was pure snow white. it would Probally look normal soon. "What's your name?" Eye patch asked. " America." I told him. Spangles gasped. "Baby, is it you?" I remember that voice. My dad. " Daddy?" I asked.
He got testy eyes and nodded.
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Caption Americas Daughter
FanfictionWhat happens when 9 year old America loving America finds herself stuck in ice. Then finds out she's the daughter of caption Americas daughter