The American Plan (What do you mean there's no plan?!?!?!) An Hetalia Fanfiction

Chapter 10: Liberty's Kids and the Personification of the South(Part 2)

Thought's = '_'

Talking = "_"

Native American = {_}

P.O.V Confederacy/South

(Next Morning)

When I woke up the next morning, they were discussing getting out of Philadelphia before more redcoats invaded the city. They were planning on going to Valley Forge, my heart sped up. Náhookos was there! He was there along with Washington, Hamilton, Lafayette, and the rest of the soldiers! I wonder how they are doing right now......

P.O.V America/North

"IT'S BEEN TWO DAYS, GEORGE!!!!! TWO!!!!" I screamed pacing back and forth, Lafayette, Hamilton, and Washington all looked at each other wondering what to do to calm down the rampaging personification. I kicked a rock sending it flying, Hamilton and Lafayette looked at Washington and put their hands up in surrender, they weren't touching this thing with a 10 foot stick and a barrier between them.

"Alfred, Son. Settle down," Washington said, he knew not to say calm down or Alfred will explode even more. "HOW CAN I SETTLE DOWN WHEN SHÁDľÁÁH IS MISSING!!!!" I exclaimed switching to his Tribal name in anger. Hamilton decided to speak up, "Alfred there's nothing to worry about. Just calm down some." Hamilton opened his eyes and looked to where Lafayette and even Washington were shaking their arms to stop him from saying that. But it was too late.

My eyes widened, "Calm down? Calm down?! DID YOU JUST SAY CALM DOWN, HAMILTON?!?!?" He started to stammer, "D-Di-did I-I sa-say ca-calm do-down? N-nooo I-I di-didn't s-say ca-calm d-do-down!!" "AHHHHHH!!!" I flipped the table over and stormed out of the Cabin. Anyone that was in my way jumped for safety.

"You just had to go and tell him to calm down, Son," Washington stated with a raised eyebrow, Hamilton was too scared to even tell Washington that he wasn't his son. "You just had to go along and say that didn't you, mon ami?" Lafayette said with a sigh, patting his friend on the back sympathetically. Hamilton just stared after Alfred and where he was disappearing into his cabin, he flinched at the echo of the slamming door, "I was just trying to help?" Lafayette shook his head lightly and gave a few more pats on the back before walking away.

(Small time skip)

I let out a sigh as I sat down, it was getting dark. I took out my quill and wrote a letter, {Go} I said letting my Tribal magic leak into it. The letter shot off to its destination.