[video; english] WRONG KNOWLTON, AMERICA

[starspangledhero]

[ Unlike just about everyone else in Discedo, America's looking pretty excited right now. And sick. Not too bad, but he didn't make things better with self-medication, so he'll be breathing a little heavily and probably pausing for breath every once in a while. ]

Why didn't anyone tell me Thomas Knowlton showed up?! Well, okay, Japan just did, but I mean before that! It's one thing to miss running after a plane because I'm busy dying of food poisoning--seriously, I'm never eating foreign food again--but I would've grabbed a bucket and sprinted if I knew he was here! Ya hear that Thomas?! Not even smallpox would've stopped me!

[ COUGH okay he has to take a minute here to recover. ]

Or... or the flu. Whatever. I hate colds. Hardly ever get 'em back home, which is good, 'cause even when it's not the economy, human meds don't do jack for me, last like, ten minutes... ah.

Yeah! So you guys know how I'm all awesome at espionage and stuff? You have Knowlton to thank for starting that.

[ America sighs wistfully, staring off into space with a stupid grin on his face. ]

He's one of those types that wouldn't order men into battle; he'd lead. Always in step right along beside me. That was only in battle though; he was even better undercover! Got a good amount of dirt on England with his help. Even at the end, he didn't falter.

[ His eyes snap back into focus and the guys looks even more elated, if possible. He's practically wiggling in his seat from sheer excitement. He's like a dog who wiggles half of its body when it's wagging its tail. ]

Been 193 years since I've seen him! I lost a lot of good men in the Revolutionary War, yeah, but now I'll actually get to see one again! I never thought I would! Hope more of my people of the past show up. More importantly, I gotta show Thomas a good time. I can't let him think his country isn't gonna go out for a drink with him after he died for me. It's the least I can do to honor his contribution to my Intelligence and independence.

I'll... [ Another long pause to breathe. America shakes his head. ] Deal with the washers and... everything else when I'm not welcoming a patriot when my head feels like it's full of cotton and my stomach's doing cartwheels.

Thomas, if ya hear this, make your way over to Marshall Street!

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[brbmodernizing]

[HE HAS TO. RIP EACH ONE OPEN???? You slave driver, what does he get out of this relationship.]

I will keep that in mind.

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[starspangledhero]

[ HURR HURR you get 40 acres and a mule love? ]

Sugar's in the jar with the bald eagle painted on it!

[ HE PAINTED IT HIMSELF ;w; ...it's not that good. ]

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[brbmodernizing]

Very well.

[And he's just going to stare sadly. WHY.]

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[starspangledhero]

[ ENJOY YOUR SUGAR PACKETS. ]

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[brbmodernizing]

[Oh he is. Pouring them one at a time into a bowl... One at a time.]

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[starspangledhero]

[ still happily picking out bugs. but he hates silence so he needs some sort of conversation. ]

Bad things need to stop happening, otherwise I'm never gonna get that laundry room done!

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[brbmodernizing]

Ah, yes. It is difficult to get things done in this way, isn't it?

[Pouring. Sugar.] But remember that I am willing to help whenever you decide to start that.

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[starspangledhero]

I know! I just gotta find the time. Canada and Miles are supposed to be helping me fix 'em up too, so we just need to find a time when we're all not... sick. Dying. Saving people. Those kinds of things.

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[brbmodernizing]

Perhaps if we work immediately when the next quiet spot starts, we will finish in time.

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[starspangledhero]

We can work now! ...After food!

[ WHEEZE. ]

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[brbmodernizing]

I do not believe you are healthy enough for such activity.

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[starspangledhero]

I'm only moving washers. It's not like winter where I had pneumonia and kept running around.

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[brbmodernizing]

...Such vigor.

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[starspangledhero]

Had to keep my people fed!

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[brbmodernizing]

I envy your youth, America-san, but you must be careful, as well.

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[starspangledhero]

Don't worry! I've learned my lesson. I'm not gonna overdo it; just move the washers downstairs.

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[brbmodernizing]

... Very well, then. With help, you should be fine.

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[starspangledhero]

I will be. Plus, I didn't have my chip out over the winter, so that'll be an extra help now.

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[brbmodernizing]

That is true.

[He's silent for a minute, glancing down at the growing bowl of sugar as he adds to it.]

...I have actually been thinking about that, lately.

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[starspangledhero]

Thinking about what?

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[brbmodernizing]

[It's three sugar packets later when he answers.]

Having my chip removed.

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[starspangledhero]

[ America finishes picking out the bugs and wanders his way over, plopping the bag of flour down on the counter. ]

Any time soon?

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[brbmodernizing]

...I am considering it. Ah, but..

[Closing the jar with the remaining sugar packets. That was enough. Now, how to describe his many worries..]

...

China-san...

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[starspangledhero]

China?

[ America makes a face; he's got a very limited knowledge of Asia, especially before WWII, so all he knows is that China is Japan's equivalent to England. ]

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[brbmodernizing]

...

With England-san, you have the revolutionary war, correct?