The Love of the sea (Pirate! 2p EnglandXinsert reader)

cat out of the bag

(well, I was able to upload another part within the month! writer's block sucks so if any of you would like to help me publish more faster please give me some cool ideas you would like to see in the story. I already have the end planned but trust me that is nowhere near close. this story is actually based on a story in have with a friend and is referenced a lot in the story but only snippets. so basically all the adventures I am writing for this I have to make up on my own and I would love some ideas. I suck at smut so that's the only thing I cannot do.)

Oliver chuckled at how cute the boy was as Aldwyn jumped on the bed excitedly at finding out they were going to take him to the colonies, not noticing the concerned look on (name)'s face at the idea of going back there. Aldwyn noticed however and pouted "what's wrong? Is it the weirdos? Because if it is you don't have to worry their afraid of me!"

The boy was talking about the puritans in the Baystate, they were strict, cold and cruel believing that children were born bad and were to be punished, to make them good. They feared the boy because like Arthur and Oliver he didn't age normally. Unlike Sarah whom they had to deal with daily, Aldwyn was not one to be pushed around, he didn't curl up and beg for mercy and usually when he visited he had Arthur to run to if things got bad. No colonist would attempt to cause either he nor Sarah harm while Arthur was nearby. Hense the cocky tone in the boy's voice as he puffed out his chest.

(name) shook her head slowly. "I just left from the colonies because I wanted to see the world, though I'm from Virginia." She explained, crossing her arms slowly and leaning against the wall.

"trust me Massachusetts is nothing like Virginia, it is cold rocky and rainy much like the British isles... hence why we call it New England" Oliver chuckled "at least they are somewhat excepting of the native folk... well, more than the Virginians are. though they did have that tiff with King Philip was it? Yes, that's what they called the bloak. He ingeniously sold the land to settlers bought guns from them then tried to forcibly take back the land. You see natives believe the earth is not something humans can own. What he did was in his right as a human... though sadly colonists didn't agree with that as you can imagine. Sarah is downright terrified of them well except Squanto she practically would latch onto his leg as he walked about town." Oliver laughed as (name) gave him a weird look.

"Squanto? That guy who helped the colonists up there get established? Wasn't that like a century ago? How would a little girl know him...?" (name) asked as she raised an eyebrow. Oliver gulped realizing his rambling just put him in an awkward situation.

"eh? She doesn't know we are personas?" Aldwyn blurted out before Oliver could cover his mouth. This resulted in the lady of the room asking "what do you mean?"

Oliver sighed and massaged his temples and looked up "seeing as it has already slipped, it seems I have to explain. Every nation in the world has one to even four personas why, well even we don't know. Even some regions like Aldwyn here, who is known as Cheshire, a region in England. I am one of the representations of England, the wig party or well the more liberal who tries to help the people to have better lives. Arthur is the tori side he is more for laws and order. Then you have Alice whom...well, I don't really know what Alice or Olivia represent... they don't tell me anything. Sarah whom I have mentioned is none other than Massachusetts... the poor child who is seen as a monster by her own colonists... while Virginia tends to stay in her house and gets pampered... Arthur is a bit cruel, he only cares for children whom can be useful to him. We live for centuries, or mere decades depending on the people we represent. Also, we can't really die if our government is running fine and dandy."

Aldwyn nodded "poor Sarah always ends up in a tree and has to be cut down. she also has to sleep in an abandoned shed with her cat Binx. He has bright green eyes and is pure black! So he is a lucky cat!"

(name) blinked in bafflement at all the info, he was so overloaded the only thing she processed was that Aldwyn called a black cat lucky. "black cats are bad luck, though..."

Oliver laughed and shook his head "on no poppet in my lands black cats are lucky while in the colonies they seem to think they are bad luck... where that idea came from I have not a clue. Cats are a sign of good luck hence why we keep a cat on board, to give us its luck nd to deal with the mice."

It was then (name) fully processed the previous info causing her to blurt "wait you are WHAT?"