[Not surprisingly, England didn't exactly want to be alone while these shadows were harassing him. So when he woke up and America wasn't there (the little America, his Tower-America, not the one that hovers over him and matches his step wherever he goes), England set off quickly to find him.
It's not unexpected that England finally finds him in the meadow, though he has to squint through the sheets of rain to make out America's shape amongst the flowers and the crowd of shadows. He can barely hear it over the rain and the thunder, but he swears America is calling his name, and he can't ignore that even though there are plenty of others calling his name right now, too.
Without even a second thought, England bolts off the staircase towards America and his entourage of shadow children.] America! [He raises his voice as he calls his colony's name, to ensure that he can be heard over the storm.]
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It's not unexpected that England finally finds him in the meadow, though he has to squint through the sheets of rain to make out America's shape amongst the flowers and the crowd of shadows. He can barely hear it over the rain and the thunder, but he swears America is calling his name, and he can't ignore that even though there are plenty of others calling his name right now, too.
Without even a second thought, England bolts off the staircase towards America and his entourage of shadow children.] America! [He raises his voice as he calls his colony's name, to ensure that he can be heard over the storm.]