POV: None
Vermont and Quebec were fast asleep, snug in eachothers arms. That was until Quebec's alarm went off. Which did not wake Quebec up, so Vermont had to roll over him, still not waking him up, and turn the alarm off. And after a quick morning routine, picked up Quebec and got him to their car.
POV: Quebec
I wake up in the car, again. Why does this keep happening. I thought. "Vermont? Et maintenant?" I asked. "Campagne" He said while flipping through radio stations. "DERNIÈRES NOUVELLES! Bibi Netanyahu affirme que l'occupation de Gaza et du Sinaï 'ne sera que temporaire tant que le Hamas-'" "Everyone knows that You've got, Ulterior motives, Tell me the truth, Every move shows that-" "et dans d'autres nouvelles, il y a eu un incendie dans la maison d'America DC, avec tous sauf un qui ont été retrouvés. Maine Augusta USA, dans laquelle sa chambre était l'endroit où l'incendie s'est déclaré, est toujours porté disparu et n'a pas de restes. Plus à 11 h."
POV: Maine
*RING* my phone buzzed, so I picked up, to the voice of a old friend. "Maine?" he said in a vaguely romangol accent. "M?" I said. "Did you do it?" he asked. "Yes, going to extraction point." I said. "Make sure you aren't followed." He said, and then he hung up. No one following, wait, i still have life 365. I though to myself as I uninstalled the app. And after a few minutes, I find myself before a helicopter, with a blue and white flagged country as it's pilot.
(Who is M? Place your bets!)
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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.
