Ever so patiently

A Long While Longer

Journal Entry #66
"Today Germany and Italy declared war on us, I think it's because of the whole Japan thing. It just means another front to fight on other than the Pacific. I'm tired, so tired. We rarely sleep but when I was with England it was so easy. I feel miserable for the other poor bastards in this war who never sleep, although that will be me soon. We'll be in North Africa before long fighting the Italians, I'll see England again though so that's nice. It's been a day and I already miss him. Why am I felling this?"

America
I woke up the morning to whispering from behind the couch, trying to crank my head back to see who it was without waking the sleeping Brit on my shoulder.
"Mr. Roosevelt sir!" FDR sat behind me with a practical smile on his face, a plump small man standing next to him.
"America you don't have to be that formal with me."
Sometimes I feel like Mr.Rosevelt feels like he is serving me, I feel differently. I think of him as more of a coworker, better yet a friend.
" Sorry if I would've know you'd be coming here I would have woken up, started a pot of coffee." I said gently lifting Englands head up and lying it down on a sofa cushion.
"Sorry again, just follow me."

When the pot was finally brewed I gave a cup to each of them, England had yet to wake up but it was fine he looked like he hadn't slept in years, which wasn't far off.
"I've never seen him sleep." Churchill said quietly staring at the smaller Brit through the foyer.
" Maybe it's jut something he does when he's with you, or someone he trusts which isn't many at the moment."
" I don't blame him really, I'll be in the situation soon so I'm glad I can at least rely on him." I said smiling at my coffee. We made our way back to the living room because the kitchen was too small for FDR and his wheel chair. England proceeded to sleep on the sofa as I sat on the arm.
" wasn't there a coffee table last time I was here?"
" yea! I actually got rid of it, it was getting old."
"What a pitty, I really liked that coffee table. I just chuckled remembering how the night before those same words came out of my mouth. England didn't wake up for a while longer so we sat and chat before he opened his eyes.
" Well hey there sleeping beauty." I smiled at his crazy locks.
" how long was I asleep for?" He rubbed his eyes and stretched but then began to wince in pain.
" since last night, and it's already 4 p.m."
"Wait really!" He jumped up.
"I've got to go, thank you for having me but Mr.Churchill is probably wondering what happened to me." He gave me an odd face when I pointed to recliner where a chubby little British man sat.
"Mr. Churchill! I'm sorry I completely lost track of time and I didn't even inform you!" He bowed partially.
"It's quite alright England, I'm glad you could sleep."
"I was telling Mr.Roosevelt my theory about how you can only sleep when you are with-"
"Alright that's quite enough Winston." The man in the wheelchair smiled and looked at my blushing face.
" Well." He turned to me and grinned
" Thanks for having me again, I'll see you soon. Under more unfortunate events but never the less I'll still see you." He wrapped his smaller arms around my torso.
" Remember what we spoke about last night ,Alfred you are our last hope." He whispered the last part so only I could hear.

After all of them had left, even Mr.Roosevelt, I decided on dinner. There was this little place around the corner that had been there for ages, literally, since the civil war. I always ate there, though most times I didn't like the show my face because the owner would find it odd that I had been coming to that restaurant for over 50 years and still didn't look a day over 24. The place was family owned, that's how it was able to stay open so long. It served all kinds of meals and just just really the best place around the district.
Walking in I grabbed an newspaper and sat down near one of the windows, the dew of the night air dotted the large windows looking outside. I'd miss this place while I was away but I looked forward to returning and maybe bringing my friends here. My friends. They were all hurting now and this was the last thing they probably wanted to do when the war is over, if it ever ends. A conversation from the man behind the bar and a lady broke me out of my thoughts.
"Heard the news?"
"Yes yes we are joining the war." She said pointing to the overly large picture of Mr.Roosevelt in the newspaper. Word travels fast.
"It's those damn Japs I tell you, if it wasn't for them we wouldn't be in this situation." The man said pouring a cup of something. The racial slur made me wince but at the same time it numbed the pain.
" if we had just joined this war to begin with we wouldn't be in this position period. My sister up in Canada has a man who's been fighting 3 years now but my husband won't even come out for dinner with me!" She furiously folded the paper and put it on the counter.
" why did we make a decision so late!" She sighed and rested her hand against her cheek before shaking her head. I had lost my appetite so I left the restaurant with snow latched to my glasses. We were moving out tonight to the Island of Wake and I was the bastard that didn't tell my allies I was going.