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13 Colonies (America) has a great connection with his father, England. But when a sweet child becomes a rebellious teen who feels no one listens to him or understands what he's going...
January 22, 1781 Location: In the middle of the FREAKIN' OCEAN Time: 5:00 am
The creaking boat in the distance was swaying with the waves, men were on the dock working and checking the knots to be sure that they wouldn't come loose. One Country-Human watches from the crow's nest, he leans forward to look down and he rested on his arms. He had a blank expression but so many thoughts came threw his mind.
Will everyone even recognize me? I've grown taller and matured since I went away. Will they pretend to not know me? Will not forgive me?
Who's Britain? Is he a new Empire? I've had to research many things for my study, fallen Empires included. If he is a younger Empire that would explain he's part spoiled behavior. I'm not looking forward to meeting him.
I hope the States can manage themselves, especially with the Founding Fathers trying to decide what Government we should have.
Has England itself changed?
Will you please shut up!? Your thoughts are giving me a headache...
America looked up and saw Confederate floating above him, he had the same annoyed look America knew all too well.
"I'm panicking!"
Whatever. It's not like father is going to remember you.
"Shut up..." America looked away from him.
I'm only speaking honestly... Confederate rolled his eyes then disappeared.
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America sighs then looks out to the ocean, the sun was rising over the sea. A lovely pink mixed with light blue covered the sky and the sun was a pale yellow. The water was a fine blue that reflected the sky, pink and yellow waves went back and forth. The sun was warm with the cold breeze flowing by.
America inhaled the relaxing air and let the breeze move his hair back and forth.
He exhaled and then looked back down at the dock, Wales was down there talking to one of the crew members. America could make out her large, red, dragon wing on her back she looked up, and the two locked eyes.
America felt slightly panicked, should I wave? America just stood there but Wales waved him down. America looked around him and saw a rope that leads down.
An idea popped in his head.
America grabbed the rope tightly with his hands, jumped then wrapped his legs around the rope. He yelled with excitement as he spun around and down.
"WWWWWWOOOOOOOOHHHHOOOOOOOO!"
America thumped onto the main deck and in front of Wales. America stood up straight and smirked.
