Vermont was bored again, somehow with the mixture of New Hampshire, Wisconsin, Oregon, and New York constantly nagging him and basketball being on (UCLA vs Notre Dame) he still found a way to be bored to death. After going to his room he turned on a Catamounts game (Vermont University). They were being blown out by UMass Lowell. After shouting at his tv for 5 minutes straight (they lost 99-62). He decided to go to Quebec's house (Canada's house). After very silently opening the window, he unfolded his near meter long wings and ever so quietly exited the window, closed it, and flew away.
*Meanwhiile*
"Where's Vermont?" New Hampshire said. "Most likely in his room" Wisconsin talk-shouted. "okay, i'll check on him." After hurrying up the stairs to the third floor, he paced down the hallway to Vermont's room and knocked."Vermont?" New Hampshire said, but with no answer, after trying twice more he opened the door and found nobody.
POV: Vermont: After flying for five minutes he saw something below him that looked of particular to him. it was an old house that he remembers in a dark corner of his mind. Suddenly, for a few moments, he remembered everything.
A green and blue flag with 14 stars
New Hampshire holding a musket to someone's chest
Chains
A stagecoach
Hiding in a kitchen cabinet
Someone of importance to him being shot
His "fathers" voice saying "welcome to the family, Vermont!"
then, it dawned on him. America's not his dad.
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Freedom
Fanfiction(BOOK 2 IS OUT) Vermont could not catch a break, he felt like he was lone in his house of 53, so he decided to visit his best friends house. But something goes wrong.
