King George x reader - An Uncommon Game - Hamilton

Chapter 41 ~ Lost And Found

12th of July 1781

~Third person pov~

"And that's why I, Frederick  L/N want to be the Leader of our brand new nation." Frederick grinned and looked at the class. Everyone was blankly staring at the young boy standing in front of them. The teacher Ms Hanson smiled slightly, "That was a very nice speech, Frederick." she smiled. Frederick proudly smiled and sat next to his friend Oscar.

Oscars bright green eyes littered with joy as he congratulated his friend,  "Frederick, that speech was amazing. When your president Frederick can I be your vice president?" He smiled. Frederick sar down and folded his piece of paper. "Of course, you'll be my right hand man! You can even marry my sister." Frederick grinned. "That's great, but I don't want to marry your sister." Oscar explained. The teacher dismissed the class and children started to feed out of the building.

The two stood up and joined the line. "Why, she's really pretty, just like my mommy." Frederick asked. "Whatever Frederick, we should go now, it might get late." he glared sideways. "You like her don't you~" Frederick poked Oscar. "Wha? No!" he flushed.

Fredrick pat his friend on his back, "Just messing with you, besides if you touch my sister my dad will haunt you." Frederick teased. "That's scary, but do you even know what your dad looks like, what happens if you summon the wrong ghost." he questioned. Frederick looked down at the dirt, "I mean I only remember him slightly from when I was really little, I can remember that he had blue eyes like me and his hair was really pale looking." Frederick explained.

"I wonder what your dad's name is, I mean do you even know it?" Oscar questioned. "My mommy hardly talks about him, and whenever I ask her for his name she says that she forgot." Frederick sighed. "Oh, well at least you have me!" Oscar pointed at his wispy ginger hair. Frederick giggled and sat down on a large rock. "Yeah I guess, but it would be nice to see at least a picture of my dad." he remarked.

Oscar smiled sympathetically at his friend, "It'll be okay."

~Ben's pov~

Oliver and I sat on the hill overlooking the school. "This feels so weird, I mean were basically stalking children." Oliver cringed. "Whatever." I rolled my eyes. "So who are we looking for exactly?" Oliver questioned. "Well it says here that we are looking for a 4 year old boy with h/c hair and blue eyes." I explained. "Well you just described half of those children, anything to narrow it down."

"They gave us a sketch of the King to reference. And besides I've seen George's face before so I've got some idea of what he looks like." I replied. "Well then we better get going then." he spoke. I nodded and we head down the hill.

Groups of children were walking out of the school building. I scanned around the area and tried to look for anyone at least partially resembling George. But none of the children had any of his facial features. "This is stupid, let's just go back and say that we didn't find him." I complained.

Oliver ignored me and looked around, "Hey see those two sitting on the rocks how bout them." he pointed. My head turned and I stared at the pair, "I guess we can, but the ginger one is definitely not George's." I said. Oliver nodded and we watched the pair talk. "The one with the h/c looks really similar to George, do you think it could be him?" I asked.

Oliver peered closer with his telescope, "Most likely, pass me the drawing." he demanded. I obliged and unfolded the paper and passed it to Oliver. His pale hand grabbed it and he glared at it.

"They look almost identical. I think we have our lead." He smiled. "Well that's great, but what do we do now?" I asked. Oliver smirked and handed me the piece of paper. "We follow them home, find oit where they live and ask around about them. Once we have enough evidence, we tell the King and we kidnap them." he explained. I smiled and folded the paper. "So now we have to wait, it looks like there almost finished there conversation so all we have to do is watch them." He smiled.  I smiled back and rested my knee on the ground.

Maybe this job isn't as bad as I thought.

~Third person pov~

"And that's why my dad is really funny." Oscar smiled. Frederick smiled slightly and shifted of the rock, "I wish I could talk to my dad, I wonder what he's like?" Frederick glanced at his hands. "I'm sure your father was as awesome as you Frederick. I mean at least he died fighting for freedom." Oscar smiled. Frederick smiled slightly and stood up, "We better head home, my mum will worried soon." Oscar smiled and stood up, "Ok! Let's go!" he smiled and the pair started walking.

But little did they know two soldiers were following them. Oliver and Ben were creeping behind the two young boys. And watching were the boys were headed.

"Bet's on you that they live in that house." Oliver whispered and pointed at a house with a red roof. "Whatever, let's just focus on what were doing, Ollie." Ben scolded him.

Oliver rolled his eyes and they continued walking. "Hey look there going near the bakery, do you think they live there?" Oliver pointed. Ben turned his head and they watched Frederick open the bakery door. "Look the King's son is going inside there." Oliver smiled. Ben nodded and they moved closer.

"By Oscar! See you tomorrow!" Frederick smiled. "You too Frederick!" Oscar replied.

Oliver's eye's widened, "Look at the piece of paper, what's the kid's name." Ben quickly searched his pocket and grabbed a piece of paper. "It says here that the his son's name is 'Frederick' or 'Friedrich'." Ben replied.

"That's him! Benjamin, I think we've done it, we've found the King's family!" Oliver cheered. Ben smiled, "Well then let's write down the bakery name, we'll return tomorrow." Ben explained. Oliver nodded and wrote down the name.

Sometimes even when life is at it's greatest. Everything can go downhill.

Remember the reality of your situation dear, because not everyone gives up that easily.